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Between Him And You

I walked into that villa thinking I knew exactly what I wanted. He barely looked at me. His best friend? He looked a little too long. Now I'm stuck between the boy I wanted, and the boy who actually wants me. And they're best friends. So yeah... I'm kind of the problem. Welcome to Love Island. Or as I like to call it: heartbreak in a bikini.

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Between Him And You

He Couldn't Choose Me, So I Wrote Him

I went to Thailand to heal. Not to fall in love. And definitely not with a man who could never be mine. I didn't know he was a prince. I just knew the way he looked at me made it hard to breathe. Like he already knew the shape of my skin. Like touching me would ruin us both... and he was willing to risk it. We weren't supposed to happen. But the way he kissed me didn't feel like a mistake. It felt like fire. He couldn't choose me. But somehow, he still found me. And I let him.

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He Couldn't Choose Me, So I Wrote Him

Luxury Love & Loaded Guns

A girl who's tired of being everyone's fantasy... and a man who's not supposed to feel anything at all. Zaria Monet Carter was born into money, power, and fame - but none of it ever belonged to her. She's spent her whole life being the brand, the headline, the girl on the carpet. Perfect body. Perfect face. Perfect silence. But under all the diamonds and curated Instagram captions is a woman who's breaking. A woman who's done pretending. Kael Moreno doesn't do emotions. He does orders. Security, surveillance, silence. He was trained to protect billionaires, corrupt families, and powerful men who play with the world like chess. He was not trained to fall for the girl he's assigned to keep safe - especially not her. They meet at a party, but what connects them runs way deeper. Someone's watching Zaria. Threatening her. And Kael was hired to protect her - but no one told her that. She thinks he's just another man who likes to watch. So now they're dancing on this razor-thin edge between: • Lust and loyalty • Control and collapse • Being seen... and being exposed Because in a world where power is everything, love is the most dangerous weapon of all. And Zaria? She's about to use it. ⸻ That's the soul of the story. It's about a woman who takes her power back - not by playing it safe, but by falling in love recklessly, dangerously, out loud. It's sex. It's secrets. It's crying in penthouses and f*cking in places with no cameras. It's becoming the version of yourself the world said you'd never be. This isn't a fairy tale. It's a warning.

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Luxury Love & Loaded Guns

The Love That Burned

She was light in a world that had long forgotten the sun. In a kingdom bound by duty, curses, and cold tradition, a girl with eyes like wild dusk captured the heart of a man who could not die. Auren Thorne - immortal, untouched by time - was meant to guard the realm, not fall in love with its most fragile soul. But when he saw her... he burned. They said she was destined for another. Promised to a future sewn in silk and political vows. But in secret gardens and forbidden hallways, her heart was already spoken for. And when the fires of war came - they did not burn down the kingdom. They burned her. Now only ashes remain. And a love too powerful to bury quietly. But even flame leaves shadows. And even death may not keep her from him. 🕯️ A tragic, intoxicating fantasy romance. Lovers. Magic. Betrayal. And a love that scorched through time itself.

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The Love That Burned

She Wrote it. He Lived It

She was just a Black girl with a messy bun, cracked laptop, and a delulu fanfic idea at 2:47 a.m. She didn't mean to manifest Michael Clifford. But when her one-shot starts playing out in real life - line for line - things get weird. Like, he's quoting her own writing back to her weird. Now the internet's calling her The �� Witch. And Michael? He's asking what she's writing next. A one-shot about curly hair, chaotic dreams, and when fiction stops being fiction. #GiveMeABreakContest

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She Wrote it. He Lived It

Guarded Hearts

He's the undercover agent assigned to protect me. I'm the president's daughter who's way too bored to behave. We're both supposed to follow the rules. ...Yeah, no thanks. Jay Carter is tall, cold, secretive-and he looks at me like he's memorizing every inch. One problem? If he touches me, he loses his job. If I fall for him, I destroy everything my family's built. Then Caleb shows up. My childhood best friend. All grown up. All charming. All in my space. And suddenly? Things aren't just complicated... they're dangerous. I should be focused on politics. Public image. Power. Instead, I'm stuck between two boys who could wreck my world- and maybe... I want them to. Secrets. Kisses. Power plays. This isn't a scandal-this is a meltdown. And I'm the fire.

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Guarded Hearts

Her Guilty Pleasure

He's paid to protect me. But when his hands are on me, I know he's not thinking about safety. I'm Zariah Moretti. Mafia princess. Brat. Daddy's favorite threat. Raised behind gates, draped in silk, watched by men with guns. And Malik Stone? He's the bodyguard with blood on his hands and hunger in his eyes. Cold. Trained. Untouchable. Except when it comes to me. I test him. Tease him. Drive him insane on purpose. And when he finally snaps - when his lips crush mine, when he drags me into the shadows - it's not sweet. It's filthy. Addictive. Everything I shouldn't want. But now the rival mafia heir thinks I belong to him. There's a war on the edge. And I'm caught in it. Malik says I'm off-limits. I say, make me stop. He was hired to protect me. Now he's the reason I'm on my knees. This isn't a love story. It's a body count. A dirty secret. A guilty pleasure.

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Her Guilty Pleasure

Not The Plan

Okay so... I didn't mean to catch feelings. It started as a plan. A stupid one. Fake date the quiet guy. Make my ex jealous. Easy. Clean. No emotions. Dean Bennett wasn't supposed to matter. He's quiet, doesn't care what anyone thinks, and barely even talks to people. But he said yes. And suddenly, we're walking through the halls holding hands and pretending we're something we're not. But here's the thing: It doesn't feel fake anymore. Not when he looks at me like that. Not when I actually start wanting him to hold my hand. Now I don't know if I'm still trying to get my ex back... Or if I'm falling for the boy I never planned for. This wasn't supposed to happen. It was never part of the deal. But feelings? Yeah. They don't follow rules.

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Not The Plan

�������� - by TochiSlayy

Between Him And You

He Couldn't Choose Me, So I Wrote Him

Luxury Love & Loaded Guns

The Love That Burned

She Wrote it. He Lived It

Guarded Hearts

Her Guilty Pleasure

Not The Plan

�� - by TochiSlayy