"#1 in BillytheKid tag" 🤍 "Wives sleep with their husbands. Ain't nothing dirty about it." She ran from disgrace. He lived in silence.
Neither expected to find comfort in each other-let alone love.
 Clara Mae O'Sullivan has always been too much-too opinionated, too bookish, too unmarriageable. When she flees her privileged but suffocating life, bruised and disgraced, she finds unexpected refuge in the quiet company of William "Billy" McCarty-horse trainer, ex-convict, and a man known more for silence than kindness. He offers her shelter. She offers him a chance at something he never wanted: companionship. But on the harsh frontier of 1880s Colorado, love doesn't arrive with grand declarations-it grows slowly, in the warmth of shared chores, the hush of a snowstorm, and the quiet promise of a steady hand. "You love me, don't you?"
"Yeah. I reckon I do." A tender, slow-burn historical romance about finding home in the most unlikely place-and in each other. WARNING: MATURE Tags: grumpy and sunshine, marriage of convenience, historical romance, forced proximity, slow burn, found family, mature themes, frontier love, hurt/comfort, emotionally grounded, small town gossip

Dave Franco Fanfic: "What's going on with you today?" I sighed and crossed my arms to create some space between us. "What do you think? We sleep together and I know we're not official but there's something between us and-" "Oh babygirl, there is nothing going on between us." He left with a kiss on my neck and a thousand thoughts running through my brain. Why did he do this to me?

I'm so bad at descriptions so we're just gonna keep this short and simple. This book is just a whole bunch of corny, cheesy love story imagines. That's all I have to say. All characters belong to the wonderful S.E Hinton!!

"𝖳𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾'𝗌 𝗉𝗅𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗒 𝗈𝖿 𝖿𝗂𝗌𝗁 𝗆𝖺𝗇, 𝗀𝖾𝗍𝗌𝖺 𝗀𝗋𝗂𝗉." "𝖸𝖾𝖺𝗁, 𝖨 𝗄𝗇𝗈𝗐 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍..𝖡𝗎𝗍 𝗌𝗁𝖾'𝗌 𝖽𝗂𝖿𝖿𝖾𝗋𝖾𝗇𝗍." {!FemaleReader X TheOutsidersGang} Mature Themes!{Such as Sexual themes, Various Slurs, Etc.}

❝I've already made up my mind, I want you and only you. No one else... because to me, you're my kind of perfect,❞ In the ruthless world of wealth and power, Adrian Ivanov reigns as a cold-hearted man, devoid of remorse. Love holds no meaning for him, as he indulges in a life of opulence and privilege, yet remains hollow. However, his carefully constructed existence is about to be shattered when an unexpected encounter brings Valentina Russo into his life. Valentina, an Italian girl struggling to make ends meet, crosses paths with Adrian at his exclusive club. Little does she know, this chance meeting will unravel the fabric of her entire existence. Will Valentina possess the strength to weather the storm that threatens to consume her? As their lives intertwine, a profound question lingers: Can Valentina be the one to thaw the ice in Adrian's heart and fill the void that has haunted him for so long? Witness a tale of passion, transformation, and the tumultuous journey two souls must undertake in search of redemption and unyielding love. https://www.patreon.com/c/arihartwattpad

The men all had that same greedy look in their eyes, except for him. It was different. Vastly different. It looked like adoration or maybe I was just mistaking it for lust, I always seemed to do that. My hands were still tangled in the strands of hair that weren't my own as the lights shined down brightly onto the glitter that adorned my skin perfectly. It was like magic how these men would do anything for a show of skin. Again, for some reason, I couldn't keep my own eyes off of him. He was different from them. The lights and pieces of paper in the air tried to block my view but no matter what it was still there, that look. The look of admiration. Something two lovers would share not strangers.

you're name is iris curtis, and you are unfortunately siblings with ponyboy curtis, sodapop curtis, and darry curtis. you despise dallas winston, you're siblings greaser friend, but slowly realize many things about this aggressive lover boy.

"riley doesn't know, yn and me do it in my room every sunday. she tells him she's at estee's but she doesn't go, still she's on her knees and riley doesn't know"-fourthgrade READ BACKROUND/INFO CHAPTER FOR MORE DETAILS!!!!

"See them walking hand in hand across the bridge at midnight." Fourthgrade x Y/n All credits to Jonah Hill

"why do you guys call her rosy?" "because her cheeks always turn rosy when she sees fourthgrade." mid90's oc x fourthgrade -gothlunch, 2019 #1 in mid90s & ryder mclaughlin