I'm Anaiya Elliott, I'm 16 years old and a S.H.I.E.L.D agent. I've had a crush on Chloe Thomas for five years now but I am afraid of what might happen if word gets out about me being gay. My job prevents me from having a relationship and if Chloe found out that I kill people for a living, she would probably run for the hills. So when Chloe asks me out on a date in front of the whole class and my boss lets me bend the rules, life couldn't be better. Except for the fact that she has an incurable disease and that my job has put her life on the line...

In this book, you'll get a behind the scenes look at how your favorite characters were born, my creative process, and the dirty details never before revealed. Tex's Camp Q&A: Come sit by the fire and ask me whatever you'd like. We can roast marshmallows, tell scary stories, and hang out in the comments like a big, happy family. Gator's Backstage Pass: A place full of secrets. Learn the-sometimes embarrassing-details on how my wildest scenes came to life, facts about the characters, the process, and myself.

The rate for his services was high. His quality was high. His acting skills were good enough that he could be a completely different person, and you'd never know. However, the role he was least comfortable playing was Oliver. Oliver Addams was a boyfriend for hire. Rich men would buy him for up to five years at a time. Within that time, they could do as they pleased with him. As long as he was still alive at the end of the paid-for period, the company didn't care. --- Cal Hendrix did not like to wait for things. When he wanted something, he wanted it immediately. So when the young businessman needed company, he hired a boyfriend. What originally started as a ploy for company and press attention suddenly was toying a dangerous line between professionalism and something infinitely more confusing.

THIS WILL GET MORE MATURE AS THE STORY PROGRESSES. (HEAVILY INSPIRED BY 'You're My Hippie' AND 'Maybe I Am' SO 50% OF THE CREDIT GOES TO THEM. THE REST IS ME.) HAS MENTIONS OF SERIOUS TOPICS LIKE SUICIDE, AND GETTING HIGH!! After Larry loses every job but one, and the Wattersons scare off Karen for the last time, Larry is left sobbing on the counter of a closed pizza place. Then, man he's met before walks through. Mr. Small. He catches Larry crying and instantly tries to help. Will it work? Maybe. Read and find out.

What if Aemond Targaryen was a girl named Aemma? What if she met Claude di Alger Obelia? What if Athanasia and Aemma are the same person? What if after the Driftmark incident she ran away with Vhagar? What if Claude never met Diana?

Pretty Boy How could you exactly define yourself as being pretty? Is keeping myself high, be enough? Would the wounds around my body, mark me as to being one? Could drowning myself with alcohol guarantee me into feeling like that? Because if it does, then I guess being wrecked and having an obscure life are things that could be defined as being pretty. But, being pretty comes with a cost, and seeing your friend as to being one is just plainly forbidden. But what if the forbidden nature of it all, could come falling into a mess that's nowhere near as pretty as him. Would it fall into shattered pieces or could it fix what is already broken? And would the love that both of them are willing to give each other be enough to overpower the bigger repercussions that'll probably come out of it? [Smut Included]

A story set in the 1950s in a rural area: The tale revolves around a 14-year-old girl named Chavi, who is married off to the zamindar (landlord) of the village, a 22-year-old man. What will happen when she begins her new life in his home? Will she be able to find happiness?

. ✦ ─ ˗ˋ ୨୧ ˊ˗ ─ ✦ Kennedy P. Peters never wanted to move to Kildare Island. The quaint island town with its endless beaches and tightly-knit community felt like an alien world compared to the life he'd known in Germany. After losing his mother just months ago, Kennedy's grief made the adjustment even harder. His father believed returning to his late wife's hometown would give them a fresh start, but for Kennedy, it felt like a cruel reminder of what he'd lost. His sister, Joline, embraced the change, quickly making friends, but Kennedy remained a closed-off, introverted boy, clinging to the safety of solitude. જ⁀➴ This story will sometimes include some Trigger Warnings. Those will be mentioned at the beginning of the chapters that need it! If you don't like reading such stuff, please skip the chapter! I am not the best with grammer and writing in general, English isnt my first language, so please do not Judge me! You can leave Ideas and suggestions! Aslong as you write those Respectfully. I am thankful for every comment and every reader! Hope you'll like it! See you soon! GRAPHICS BY: @thatweirdokhai જ⁀➴ 𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐝: December 11th, 2024 𝐔𝐩𝐥𝐨𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐝: December 17th, 2024 𝐄𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐝: Unknown ✦ ─ ˗ˋ ୨୧ ˊ˗ ─ ✦

"I don't understand how you could keep this from me Buck, from Mr. Nakajima! He loved you like a second son!" "For the first time in my life I had a family! I had you! I wasn't going to risk losing you.." "It's to late for that now.." "Please Helina, don't do this.." Bucky begged me but all I could do was walk away. I had learned that the love of my life was the man all those years ago who changed my life completely. ---------- Helina Levitsky was a S.H.I.E.L.D. prodigy, a super soldier in training with a troubled past, she couldn't remember. That was until her world was flipped upside down. The Falcon and the Winter Soldier teamed up with her to find out who the flag smashers were and find out what they were doing. She wasn't looking for love but little did she know she would fall for the Winter Soldier himself... or would she... ------- My characters are mine, the Marvel plot and characters are obviously not mine. This is set during the Disney+ original The Falcon and the Winter Soldier Highest Rankings: #8 in bucky #1 in fatws #1 in sam #3 in falcon #1in serum #1 in thewintersoldier started on April 5, 2021 complete on July 23, 2021

" What the fuck you mean you leavin'? " he said, wrapping his hands around my throat. " Put me down, Jay! " I said in between breathes. " Promise you won't leave?" he said, breathing heavily. I looked into his eyes, and this was not the man I fell in love with! His eyes were pitch black, breathe smelled like straight liquor, and he was even stronger that I remembered. " Answer me! " he yelled, throwing me on the bed. " I fucking hate you! " I cried. " You do, huh? Get yo' bitch ass on with that soft shit, Ion' wanna' hear it! " " You promised me! You promised me that you would never put yo' damn hands on me! EVER! " I said, grabbing my keys walking towards the door. " Where the hell you think you going? " " Don't fucking worry about it! " I said, slamming the door behind me.