Phantom of the Opera x Reader requests are open I can do smut but I won't promise good smut Fluff will also be in here along with so much more so have fun and enjoy.

Christine went and told her beloved angel how she felt how she truly loved him. Soon they gave in to their richest desires. They soon escape the opera house and flee to America. Along the way things happen and Raoul shows back up. Will Raoul get in between Erik's and Christine's love? Will they make it knowing what could happen to each other? What will they do when a child appears in the mix? If a child is born at all? Will they survive dangers together or apart? What secrets will they learn?

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Riley Groff the sweetheart of Moordale Secondary School, while her parents are wealthy writers, and her uncle is the headmaster, Riley must be the star student of the school different from her best friend Maeve who is a trouble maker. Otis Milburn, is an awkward teenager who struggles with his mother's occupation of being a sex therapist, and has been best friends with Eric Effiong since they were nine years old. When Riley and Otis meet in the hallway at school after bumping into each other, Riley can't stop thinking about him. As Otis and Maeve start therapy clinic for sex, Riley becomes the face of the operation and finding clients. Along the way Riley's feelings start to get stronger but what can she do? well read to find out.

Gender-neutral MC, I use "They/Them" pronounce for this book unless I mention particular gender. I mostly publish NSFW chapters here, but there are fluffs and angst too. Enjoy your adventure here Book Publish Date: 20 December 2020 Status: Ongoing Rarely update due to school neglecting tf outta me

you and rue are bestfriends so she brings you to meet fez and ashtray will you and ashtray fall in love?

"You're atheist," I remind him. "You don't believe in god." "I believe in you," He murmurs, letting the cigarette hang from his lips. "I believe in whatever you believe." He says, letting the confession roll off his tongue as if it were that simple. As if god, the devil, heaven, hell-as if none of it really had meaning to him. "That's not how it works," I mutter as we walk down a few more alleyways-the city of Manhattan coated in a light blanket of snow. Henry Vitiello had never had anything to pray for, that is, until he met me-the only thing that had ever opened his mind up to the possibility of religion "Isn't it?" He argues, taking the cigarette by his middle and pointer finger before blowing the smoke out. "I'II dip my hands in holy water if it means I could touch you." "You'd probably burn." 𓆩♡𓆪 𝐇𝐄𝐍𝐑𝐘 𝐕𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐎, the reaper. He's a prick. An asshole. A pretentious son of a bitch. He's not perfect. He's not even decent. But he's hers. She could be a bottle labeled poison but he was an alcoholic, and he had drunk her empty. Now he was hungover. 𝐉𝐀𝐍𝐄 𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒, the healer. She's known to be the perfect good girl, with perfect grades and a perfect life with a perfect family. They didn't know that behind the gated doors of their billion dollar estate, she was strapped down to a chair every night and picked apart just to be put back together in time for supper. 𓆩♡𓆪 star-crossed; adjective (of a person or a plan) thwarted by bad luck. 'star-crossed lovers' and that, they were. So they fucked under those very stars that tried so desperately to break them apart. 𓆩♡𓆪 ‼️DISCLAIMER ‼️ BOOK REFERENCES TO MARA DYER, SHATTER ME, MIND FUCK, ETC ARE ALL INTENTIONAL SO DONT BE RUDE. AS FOR TRIGGER WARN

Jamie is really fucking hot. (Requests are open.)

Lynne Locke is a 16 year old Slytherin, who is outgoing and very competitive. She's had a crush on a guy named Terence Higgs for a couple years, but when she starts watching quidditch again, her eyes fall on someone else. A boy who steals her heart instantly, a boy who is also known as one of the hottest guys in school, the chaser of the quidditch team. This turns her life around and it becomes a competition between her and many other girls to win his heart. Will she do it?

It started when they were young, with gifts and talk of grandeur. His feelings only grew, her's went to others. He grew to be feared, she grew to be loved. He kept her in his mind, she was too preoccupied for him. He watched her from afar, she spared vew glances at him. He tried to gain her attention, she only tolerated his advances. He loved her. She outgrew him. Or so she thought. ••• "It's only forever; not long at all, Blondie." He shrugged as he threw an arm over her shoulders. "Did you just quote David Bowie?" she questioned, not shrugging off his arm for once. "Yeah, he's your favorite right?" "... Yeah," she replied and couldn't hide the smile on her face. ••• Patrick Hockstetter x Oc There will be cussing, violence, some sexual themes, and other things will most likely pop up. (Only kind of ooc)