Vivienne Winters-Crawford has always had everything. The penthouse childhood, the private schools, the kind of money that fixes problems before they even start. But now, fresh out of college with an art degree in one hand and independence in the other, she wants to experience being on her own. So she moves out. No staff, no safety net, just a cramped two-bedroom apartment and a roommate she's never expected. Aveline Parker is a ghost of a girl who prefers silence to survival. Grey eyes, jet black hair, and a presence that slips through rooms without a sound. No one knows what she's been through, except Estelle, the woman who gave her a job, a room, and a reason to stay. Aveline doesn't talk much. She doesn't trust. She just survives. When Vivienne answers an ad for a roommate, she never expects the other room to belong to a girl who barely speaks. But there's something magnetic about Aveline. Something quiet and aching. And despite the silence, despite the walls, things start to unravel. One moment at a time. One scar at a time. This isn't a love story born out of ease. It's a love story built in the healing. In the light that comes after the dark.

This is a sequel to my first book, Against the playbook. Ellie Crawford has it all, fame, fortune, and a career most athletes can only dream of. As one of the NFL's top wide receivers, she's just signed with the New York Jets, securing her legacy in the sport she's dedicated her life to. Off the field, she's thriving too, her name is everywhere, her nightlife is wild, and she's in a steady, comfortable relationship. By all accounts, she's winning. Juliet Baldwin is just as successful, CEO of Baldwin Lux, a multi-billion-dollar empire that dominates the luxury industry. Ruthless, polished, and untouchable, she's spent the last few years shaping her legacy in a world where there's no room for weakness. Love? That was a distraction. One she convinced herself she left behind. It's been six years since Ellie and Juliet walked away from each other, both believing they were better off apart. But when fate pulls them back into the same city, old wounds resurface, old sparks reignite, and suddenly, the lines between past and present start to blur.

Y/N Jones is just another kid trying to make it in the Southside. All her life she's felt like an outsider with her own people, with her own family. Her curly blonde hair and green eyes stick out like a sore thumb compared to her father, brother, and little sister. She always knew that Gladys wasn't her mother growing up and her father confirmed it with her once she turned fourteen years old. With the help of her brother Jughead and his girlfriend Betty she learns about her true identity. And it leaves everyone's head spinning. Y/N met the love of her life at the tender age of sixteen. Veronica Lodge easily weaved her way into the Jones girls heart. They had a romance that every person only wishes to experience. But it all comes to an end after graduation and the two part ways. Seven years later they end up back in the same town that they once fell in love in. But things have changed drastically since then. Y/N is g!p (intersex) Contains mature and sexual content. Short story Book cover by: @BrooklynMHM I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THESE CHARACTERS EXCEPT FOR Y/N.

"She's fucking weird and different than us" she said laughing. It made me so angry. I wanted to punch her but she was right in some way. "You know what? You're right, she's different" I said and she nodded her head "exactly" "She's different because she's better than all of us" --- This story will include: -detailed sexual content -sexual assault -mental health issues -drugs, weed, alcohol etc. -family issues

People called Alex a freak. Weirdo. Fake boy. Mute. Fag. So on and so on. Alex didn't deny it. She didn't entirely care in fact cause she knew she was different from the other kids. But it wasn't from being mute, having ASD, was intersex, or that her abusive, drunk father forces her to work in his mechanic shop for zero pay. No, it was the fact that she could make things happen without even meaning too. When upset, Alex can make lightbulbs explode. Hurt people accidentally by breaking their bones or sending them flying across the room without touching them. Make the ground beneath her tremble and so much more. Alex knew something was different with her, that she was indeed a freak. But not everyone thinks that. One day, Alex is dragged into a whole other world after helping a beautiful girl her own age with her broken car. A girl who called her mate. Little did she know, how much of a roller coaster her life will become after that.

And then she turns around. Oh. My. God. "Don't you know Y/N?" Sophia says casually, like she isn't dropping a bomb. And suddenly my knees aren't knees anymore-they're jelly. Because the stranger isn't a stranger at all. Holy shit. Y/N L/N? When did you get so hot? I almost say it out loud, but my brain catches it just in time and keeps it behind my teeth. Instead, she beams at me with a smile that could win awards, dimples deep, eyes warm enough to burn. "Sabrina? Hey, long time no see." The way my name falls out of her mouth? God I wanna hear her say that forever. ---------------------------- Girl Idfk read it or don't. I'm not sure how long it'll be up again so good luck. Sabrina x Y/n (G!P)

Laura is a up-and-coming writer who has found herself in the same writers block for a while. After her first successful book, her publisher is eager for her to do a sequel and fast. She finds a park not too far from where she lives and tries to concentrate. But one day as she is sat on the grass and thinking of ideas, a woman tries to run past her but trips. There starts Laura and Charlie's fight to the end.

Resident Evil Village fan-fiction. (ReaderxDimitrescu) SPOILER ALERT! Surrounded by monsters, mutants, and four lords of the region who war amongst themselves for the attention of the cold, calculating "Mother Miranda,"Y/N is soon sold off as a pet-like gift to one of the lords, and now finds himself in the center of a sadistic blood hunt through the halls of an opulent castle, where even the walls themselves seem to be crawling with secrets and mystery. However, time is not on Y/N's side, as a war seems to be brewing on the horizon, and if he is to save those whom he holds dear, and himself, then he must be willing to wade through blood to get there. Warning: Detailed description of Gore or violent scenes. Kidnapping. Stockholm syndrome, and other elements of brutality and violence. (Events are... mostly... similar to the game RE8, but there are some rather obvious differences. Hope it's okay! :)) (P.S. I don't own any of the photos or art; just thought it might be a nice touch?) :)

Dimitrescu Daughters x Male Reader It was just his luck that he ended up in a village of cannibalistic monsters. A place with nothing more than depression. What he once thought to be a nice, quiet place to settle for a while, (Y/N) realised was anything but that. After months of fending off Lycans, what happens when he wanders too close to a certain castle of vampires? Disclaimer: I don't own any of these characters and I take no credit for them. Warning: Blood/gore, vampirism, violence, abuse, torture, probably sex at some point. Massive femdom vibes too. o-o This is a fairly gritty story and has quite a lot of lime scenes.