London's chilly weather has to be one of my favourites. Especially when walking through the streets at night with almost no one around. The silence of the empty city is only heard by one of my ears as I have one AirPod in. I finally go inside the pharmacy, making my way to the hair products aisle. Picking up a vanilla-scented pair of shampoo and conditioner, I head to the self-checkout. I pay for my purchase and walk out the automatic doors, bumping into someone almost instantly. The sound of a heavy object hitting the ground startled me and I look over to the person asking if they're okay, I'm met with the green-eyed gaze of a man who held my arm to help me not fall like the thing that was on his back, which looks like a guitar case... Is it broken?! - This story is based on the song "No One Knows" by Stephen Sanchez featuring Laufey. - Lana decided to enjoy her early 20s as a physical education student and just moved to London, but only knows Charlotte, a girl she met during a trip to the city almost a decade ago. When she arrived Charlotte introduced her to Owen, who has been her best friend since birth. Lana started working as a barista and met Isaac, a man who was classmates with Owen a couple years back, and is also her coworker who seemed to enjoy playfully hitting on her, or making her life a living hell, as she would say. They can't live around each other without their usual bickering sessions that seem to never come to an end, yet, they're in the same friend group. // *I don't write smut, so please don't ask me to :) // 02/01/2025 - #35 friendgroup 10/01/2025 - #27 coworkers 11/01/2025 - #24 barista 10/01/2025 - #23 suggestive 10/01/2025 - #4 gentlelove

"I like your crazy," she said gently. George held her head for support and replied, "Oh, my crazy?!" __ __ Warning: This story contains mature content, including explicit scenes and drug references. Reader discretion is advised. * * If you're nearing your thirties or already in your thirties (like our boy Joji) and find yourself contemplating the philosophies of love and life, this story might be just what you need. It explores mature themes, focusing on career, love, and the complex decisions we face, along with the desires that can't be confined to a single path. * * Once you delve deep into the "Joji" rabbit hole, exploring RPFs about him often becomes a key destination. While many "Joji" stories on Wattpad are fantastic, most focus on his college or YouTube days, which are part of his past. With that in mind, I decided to write a story centered on the current "Joji". ** The story explores the fleeting nature of life's moments and how everything changes over time, much like the branches of a fig tree representing different life choices. Just when you think you have your life all planned out, you meet someone who completely changes your path. But then again, you trade some and lose some, right? And the real question is, can we really have it all? __ Please note that this story is loosely inspired by Joji and is not intended to offend or imply that it represents his real life. Real names have been changed to protect privacy and to show that this story is fictional, though loosely inspired by real people. Also, one character is inspired by another fictional show. Any resemblance to real people or characters from other works is purely coincidental and not meant to reflect their true identities. Most of the photos used in this content are sourced from free websites. For the Joji photos, I will try my best to credit the rightful owner.

Ten years ago, Park Jimin said goodbye to the boy he loved and the town he grew up in to follow his dreams in New York. Now with a promising career in interior design and a manhattan apartment with a view, there's only one thing that's missing..... ⛔️ TOP JUNGKOOK ☑️BOOK CONTAINS ☑️JIKOOK ☑️ANGST ☑️FLUFF ☑️ HURT- COMFORT ☑️SMUT WARNING ☑️ TOP JUNGKOOK ☑️BOTTOM JIMIN ☑️ROMANCE ☑️ SLOW BURN ☑️PAST ABUSE ☑️LOVE STORY ☑️HOMOPHOBIC LANGUAGE ☑️HAPPY ENDING ☑️Book Started > 10TH JANUARY 2024 ☑️Book Completed - 23RD MAY 2024 ☑️PICTURES DOESN'T BELONG TO ME, All credits to ☑️the rightful owners .. I found them on Pinterest...

Ophelia moves to New York for baking school to escape from all the troubles back home. Her best friend and soon to be step sister, Soul moves with her and convinces Ophelia to get a job as a stripper for extra money. Little does Ophelia know that the owner of the club is going to effect her life in more ways then one. Trying to move on from the past that still haunts her, Ophelia, tries to trust in a man again after only knowing him for such little time. * 'I felt his hands wrap around my waist, pulling me onto his lap and my back collided with his chest. My breathing quickened as I felt his hand slide along my thigh and he whispered in my ear, "keep moving." I didn't hesitate to grind my hips on his lap, I felt him harden beneath me and heard him groan out loud while my ass was sliding up and down on him.' * Yessss lots of smut btw so be prepared please vote and share!!! Love you guys!!

"You're angry? Hit me. You're sad? My shoulder is yours to use, to cry on. You're annoyed? Tell me, and I'll do anything I can to remedy it. You're scared? My arms are the safest place you can be in, and they'll always be open for you. You're confused? I'll be provide you with certainty. But don't ever avoid me. You feel something, we fucking feel it together. When you're mine, you don't go through anything alone." Celine Haufftner, a rich girl from London, has finally landed in New York to visit her boyfriend. She's spoilt, and brought up given anything and everything she wants. But all she truly wants is love and to be loved. Unconditionally. She thought heartbreak toughened her, but did it really? Or is she weaker and softer than she appears. On the other hand, Chase Kennedy. Tall, ridiculously good looking, brunette with blue eyes. They say the most beautiful things can be the most deadly. If so, Chase Kennedy would be a criminal who should be up for trial for a million murders. He has never been interested in the idea of love, it's always just been a waste of time for him. To him, no love equal no problems. That is, until he met Celine Haufftner. She's insufferable, spoiled, and honestly just downright annoying. He does everything to irritate her and it all goes according to plan. Until it doesn't. One thing leads to the next, lies unfold, lives nearly destroyed, feelings blossom, and before they know it. They collide.

Jinkook ff Boylove, Fluffy, Slight angst, with moderate to heavy smut Highest ranking 🏅1 #jinkook April 25, 2023 🏅2 #jintop October 4, 2023 🏅4 #bottomjungkook October 30,2023 🏅1 #jkbottom December 28, 2023 🏅1 #jkbottom January 8,2024 🏅8 #kookjin January 8,2024 🏅3 #bottomjungkook May 28,2024 🏅2 #topjin September 12,2024 🏅1 #topjin. September 16, 2024 🏅2 # topjin. September 25, 2024 I wished him well and urged him to return, I couldn't help but smile at him. He's a regular at our business, and every time I see him, I'm captivated by his stunning good looks. His soft features make him look like an otherworldly being, like an angel sent to grace us with his presence. I've secretly admired him from afar for a long time. But I've always thought he might not be interested in me, so I never dared to approach him. He is Mr. Number 8. * Credit for the images belongs to the real owner

𝙎𝙪𝙜𝙖𝙧𝙝𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝘿𝙙𝙤𝙩 𝙭 𝙍𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧 ❝𝙇𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙞𝙣 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮 𝙪𝙣𝙞𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙨𝙚, 𝙮𝙤𝙪'𝙡𝙡 𝙖𝙡𝙬𝙖𝙮𝙨 𝙗𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙛𝙞𝙧𝙨𝙩.❞ 𝘿𝙖𝙧𝙧𝙞𝙖𝙣 𝙟𝙞𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙚𝙯, 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙩𝙡𝙚𝙨𝙨 𝙩𝙚𝙚𝙣𝙖𝙜𝙚𝙧 𝙬𝙝𝙤 𝙣𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙚𝙭𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙣𝙘𝙚𝙙 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙡 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚. 𝘾𝙮𝙧𝙞𝙮𝙖 𝙚𝙡𝙤𝙙𝙞𝙚, 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙩𝙛𝙚𝙡𝙩 𝙩𝙚𝙚𝙣𝙖𝙜𝙚𝙧 𝙬𝙝𝙤 𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙤𝙬𝙨 𝙖𝙣𝙮𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙩. 𝙃𝙤𝙬 𝙙𝙞𝙙 𝙨𝙝𝙚 𝙖𝙛𝙛𝙚𝙘𝙩 𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙡𝙞𝙛𝙚 𝙞𝙛 𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙𝙣'𝙩 𝙜𝙞𝙫𝙚 𝙖 𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙘𝙚?

Elliot is, and has always been, stuck in his home town. Sure, it's a fairly large city. Sure, all his family and friends are there. Sure, he has a job he absolutely adores. But he still isn't happy. No matter how much he loves working in Auntie Mae's Tea shop, baking cakes day in and day out, he can't find it in himself to be happy. He knows exactly what's wrong; he has a dream. His dream is to one day move to Paris and open his own bakery. Baking is his passion, and he wants to devote his life to it. The only problem is that he can't seem to get away from his current life to start a new one. He once told himself his studies were holding him back. When he was done with those, he used the excuse of renovating the entire Tea Shop. Then, when he finally couldn't find any more excuses, he gave up. He knew he was waiting for something to happen. The problem? He didn't know what. But what about that man who recently started visiting the shop? He definitely wasn't one of the regulars; his face, you would recognize. He comes every evening at six o'clock, and stays for an hour. Could he be what Elliot is waiting for? *Deals with self-esteem issues which I've been told might be triggering*

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A fairytale kingdom A Crowned Prince A girl with a lost identity Love Betrayal Heartbreak and Friendships With all the above ingredients in a story won't you call it a royal cliché? ******** "Have we ever met before Miss Walsh?" Dread crept through me and with my ass half suspended in the air I answered him... "No... No I... umm... I don't think so," Oh God this is not going well. "I mean yes, if you have ever been to the Black Bean Café down on the 6th street. I used to work there as a barista or maybe at the metro station? Sure you must have seen me before." METRO STATION? What is wrong with me? ********* "Nicholas, try to understand. What if she comes back?" "She isn't going to..." he says frustrated. The next words were unclear so I press my ear to the wall, as he says, "... and that is why I am going to convince the King of Astéria, Mr. Wellington I mean, and the other Board Members in the next board meeting to hand over her share in the company to me. I will then..." Anger surges through me, tears fill my eyes and I run from there as fast as my heels could take me and hide in the ladies room. ********** [word count: 100000-105000]