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After saving the lives of the royal parents, Olerato is unexpectedly drawn into the world of royalty. As gratitude turns into closeness, she finds herself falling for Khaya, the prince and heir to the throne. But love between a commoner and a royal comes with secrets, duty, and danger that could change both their destinies forever.

just a few stories about Cale mostly. requests are allowed, just i do have boundaries and can't do them all. all right thank you. okay, so here's like the ao3 version of like tagging: * Sometimes there's shipping, its mostly from requests. * There's a lot of angst stuff. Like suicide, blood, alcohol, smoking, abuse and more. * I am bad at trigger warnings. I've got like. one or two. * There is also crack. * There's a bit of everything. * Shit writing, okay writing, anything.

𝙈𝙖𝙞𝙣 𝙗𝙚𝙜𝙖𝙖𝙣𝙖 𝙨𝙖 𝙏𝙝𝙖 𝙙𝙚𝙚𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙖 𝙨𝙖 𝙈𝙪𝙟𝙝𝙠𝙤 𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙞 𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙖𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙣𝙚 𝙗𝙖t𝙖 𝙙𝙞𝙮𝙖 ___ "What if we worship the person so passionately madly crazily in love" Kehte hai pyaar mai log pagal ho jaate hai Magar Aviraj ka kissa thoda alag hai yeh Banda pagal bhi hota hai sath hi sath apne jiya ko worship karta hai "I'm marrying someone else" she said looking straight in his eyes firmly He chuckles darkly He took his predator steps toward her while she step back looking at him until she hit the wall He cage her between him and wall "Can you repeat the same line jiya" he whispered huskily caressing her lips looking at her intensely "I .m...ma..rrying...som..eone el..se" she said stammering as he roamed his fingers on her waist making circle pulling her more closer Seeing his effect on him He smirked and said ,"i haven't done yet see how much you are shivering being breathless when i touch you when I looked at you" he brings his face closer to hers - gazed her lips -she can feel his hot breath sending warmth to her lips She looked away and he made her looked at him glaring at her She said sternly "I'm going to marry someone else" looking at him He chuckled darkly and rub his nose on her cheeks softly she gasp and clutch his shirt in her small baby hands as he said ,"want me to fuck you and claim you? Infront of everyone If you want that then go marry" She glared at him and mumbled ,"shameless" "Only for you lilac and am serious" he winks and pulled her grabbing her neck in a hot dominant kiss

This is not a STORY Book or Collection of POEMS. This is a RANT BOOK. What can you expect to read in this Book? - Rants and Opinions on Wattpad Books, Tropes and Cliches. - Indian TV Serial Rants. - Personal Rants. - Deep Thinking Stuff. - Fun Stuff. - Zodiac Signs & Scenarios. - Questions which you can answer to share your thoughts. - Poll questions for silent readers. - Funny comments in the comment section (where you can contribute as well). So in short it's a "Timepass Book" which you will surely enjoy reading.

When his first love rejected him Hassan took it personal, he wanted her so bad, while for Rahma love was never a priority she was scared of the pain and wounds it would cause her just like her past did.... But Hassan wanted to heal her and in return he wanted her and her love

"Maeve, baby, just give in." // His fingers slowly trace my jaw, while he pepper's kisses to my neck. I run my hands through his brown curly locks. "We can't, you know this. The girls are home an-" He was obviously displeased with what I was saying, so he cuts me off with a passionate kiss, his tongue forcing its way into mouth. "You didn't seem to care last time, what changed, baby?" He mumbles into my lips. "I really fucking hate you." I mumble against his lips. "I know." He mumbles back. ___________________ Maeve Preece - stripper, dancer, sinner. Call her what you want. She's heard it all before. Nights at Sapphire, one of New York City's most infamous strip clubs, blur together in a haze of neon lights, sweaty bills, and cheap perfume. Maeve dances, grinds, and sometimes serves drinks - anything to keep her head above water and her rent paid. Her life is built on survival, not dreams. Until Harry walks in. What started as obsession - the kind that borders on hate - turns into something far messier. One night together becomes two, then three, and so on, until Maeve realizes the one thing she swore would never happen has already begun: she's falling for him. But love doesn't come easy when it's tangled in lies and blood. Because Harry isn't just trouble - he is trouble. A man with a reputation built on fear: drugs, money, murder, theft, and every sin in between. Exactly the kind of life Maeve promised herself she'd never get dragged into again. Now, it's too late. She's already in deep - and the only way out might destroy them both. What happens next? Read to find out. // EXPLICIT CONTENT WARNING. Started: 05/18/25. __________________

From the very first day, Aanya and Damien become fierce rivals. They compete in every subject, challenge each other during class discussions, and are constantly trying to outdo each other in tests and assignments. Their rivalry is legendary among their classmates, who take bets on who will win the next academic competition. But beneath the constant competition and snarky remarks, there is a growing tension between them, one that is far from hatred. ＼( 'ω')／ ★彡[ɢᴏᴛ ꜱᴏ ᴍᴀɴʏ Qᴜᴇꜱᴛɪᴏɴꜱ ʏᴏᴜ ꜱᴇᴇᴋ ɪɴꜰᴏʀᴍᴀᴛɪᴏɴ ɴᴏ ɴᴇᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ᴅᴇꜱᴘᴇʀᴀᴛᴇ ᴡᴇ'ʀᴇ ᴊᴜꜱᴛ ɢᴇᴛᴛɪɴɢ ꜱᴛᴀʀᴛᴇᴅ ʏᴇᴀʜ ᴅɪᴀᴍᴏɴᴅ ᴘʟᴀᴛᴇᴅ ᴛᴇɴꜱɪᴏɴ ᴛᴡᴏ ᴍɪɴᴅꜱ, ᴏɴᴇ ᴅɪʀᴇᴄᴛɪᴏɴ ᴄʀᴀᴠɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴏɴɴᴇᴄᴛɪᴏɴ ᴘᴀᴛɪᴇɴᴄᴇ ʙᴀʙᴇ]彡★ -𝘊𝘰𝘯𝘯𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘦𝘥 by 𝘉𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘯.

When Victoria Hart, daughter of a powerful and controversial business empire, transfers to Sinclair Academy, she wants one thing: invisibility. No drama. No attention. No connections. Just finish the year quietly and leave. But that plan crashes-literally-into Landon Sinclair, the school's golden boy with a filthy attitude to match his perfect face. Captain of the football team. Crowned prince of the academy. And part of the very family tied to Victoria's own. Their first meeting starts a war neither of them intended: locker slams, sharp words, dangerous smirks, and tension thick enough to cut. Victoria refuses to bow. Landon refuses to back off. And the school can practically smell blood. But under the rivalry lies something more complicated-family secrets, power struggles, unwanted attraction, and a past neither of them is ready to face. At Sinclair Academy, someone always wins. Someone always loses. And no one walks away unchanged. In a school built on legacy and lies, Victoria Hart and Landon Sinclair are about to discover the one rule everyone forgot to tell them: The real games are played off the field.

Buhlebendalo is the kind of bride who arrives quietly yet shifts the entire room. Her beauty is not loud or polished for approval; it is rooted, ancestral, and unshakable. She carries her scars like crowns, her softness guarded by strength the world tried-and failed-to break. As Zwelibanzi's bride, she is not just marrying into the Biyela name; she is redefining it. Where tradition meets resilience, Buhlebendalo stands-unyielding, dignified, and born to rise.

BL story I wrote Sorry my grammar is lowk shitty just hear me out on this Sorta like enemies to lovers but they aren't really enemies the one guy is just kind of a dick

Welcome to Castle Camp! s1 of Elimination Camp

Sophia believed that being careful was enough. That saying no should mean something. She was wrong. This is the story of a young woman whose life unravels quietly-through ignored boundaries, unanswered fear, and a world that chooses silence over intervention. Viktor does not enter loudly. He arrives slowly, patiently, until escape no longer feels possible. This is not a love story. There is no rescue here. It is a story about power, coercion, and what happens when refusal is ignored often enough that it disappears. Some tragedies are not sudden. They are permitted. ⚠️ Content Warning This story includes themes of non-consensual acts(graphic), coercion, psychological control, and emotional trauma. Reader discretion is advised.

Diana was born in Philippines but she is pure French, her dad was a French mafia, lahat ng gusto niya ay nasusunod niya dahil sa pagsalakay ng Italian mafia sa kanila ay kailangan umalis ni Diana sa Pilipinas para hindi siya matuntun ng mga sumasalakay sa kanila upang patayin at angkinin ang mga Italian mafia ang mga kanilang kayaman at mga anak na babae upang maging asawa at alipin pero hindi parin pakampante ang kanyang ama kaya na pagdesisyonan niya na kumuha ng isang bodyguard oh personal bodyguard para sa kanyang anak upang manatili itong ligtas sa poder niya...... Ngunit ang inakala ni Diana ang kanilang ama ang ang alala sakanya ngunit ay hindi kundi ang kanyang mga kuya kinuha lang sa Pilipinas upang walang malaman ang mga kalaban nito at nasaksihan ni Diana kung ano ang tunay na ugali ng kanyang ama ang tagal niyang nabulag sa katotohanan ang kanyang alam ay kabaliktaran.......

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{first book} 𝐖𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐨𝐧, 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐟𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐢𝐧 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞. 𝐖𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐨𝐧, 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐝𝐞𝐟𝐞𝐧𝐝. 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐜𝐫𝐮𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐲 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐛𝐞 𝐩𝐮𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐜. 𝐖𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐨𝐧, 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐟𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝. Vivica Boutin, an 18-year-old French model with a storm inside her, and Elias Aviles, a brilliant student from Beverly Hills entangled in her chaos. What begins as an intoxicating collision of beauty, ambition, and secrets spirals into a love tested by media scrutiny, family power plays, and a reality show that threatens to turn their lives into spectacle. Torn between passion and survival, Vivica and Elias must decide whether their hearts can endure a world determined to break them apart.

Before the war. Before the crown. Before everything fell apart. There was a first flame. Luciana is a princess bound by duty, secrets, and a future she didn't choose. Darian is the heir to a rival kingdom, carrying more weight than his title allows. In stolen moments and whispered letters, they build something dangerous... A love meant to stay hidden, and a truth that could burn kingdoms to the ground. The Era of Us: First Flame is a story of quiet rebellion, forbidden love, and the spark that changes everything. Some fires are worth starting.

Harry Cooper is everything Madison should avoid: cold, bossy, and completely off-limits. But when the attraction ignites and the secrets surrounding him begin to crumble, she realizes that loving a Cooper can ruin anyone. Including her.

" Sabrina if I told you, your mine your fucking mine"!!! -Damian

These poems carry the weight of love lost, the sting of betrayal, and the silence that followed heartbreak. They are pieces of me I couldn't bury memories I kept alive in verse. If you've ever loved too deeply, hurt too quietly, or stayed too long these are for you. Joestassy