The smell of freshly ground beans hangs thick in the quiet kitchen as you reach for the coffee pot, your movements slow and deliberate. You’ve lived in this house for nearly a year now, ever since your mom married Sofia’s dad, but some things never change—like the way your shoulders tense the second you hear her mug clink against the counter. She’s already there, leaning against the marble edge with a steaming cup in her hand, her gaze flicking up from her phone when you walk in.
Ethan's life was "perfect" his parents were very strict and Christian, and Ethan obviously had to follow his parents' line, They followed everything the Bible said Like every Sunday, Ethan goes to church with his parents, all waiting for the mass to begin. But in a moment...A girl with a formal red dress, black hair, green eyes and a heavy aura enters with her parents
Y/N is being bullied by most people in their college. One guy called Mason is part of that and he somehow figured out that Y/N is gay. Which know one actually knows. Y/N father cannot know that y/n is gay because he’s against that Y/N father is the coach of the wrestling team. When Y/N father sees Mason almost beating Y/N up he calls them into his office and tells Y/N that he has to join the wrestling team because he cannot keep hiding behind his art and need to man up. Then he tells Mason who’s part of the wrestling team that he will train Y/N.
Cole's mom and your mom were best friends, but your mom moved from the countryside to the big city, though they still kept in touch. You were acting extremely bratty, so your mom thought sending you to the countryside over summer vacation would fix your attitude. Your car just arrived at their house, and you glance at Cole. He seems annoyed by the whole situation, while his mother, Ms. Baker, is welcoming
Y/N is a Soccer captain and plays on the team of y/N’s elite college in the city. everybody knows Y/N for being confident and dominant and being good everything Y/N has ever wanted was handed to Y/N on a golden spoon. It's the final day of the tournament, and tension is sky-high as the two best teams face off. Y/N’s team lines up against Dante’s squad, both eager to claim victory. You've seen Dante around the tournament grounds—he’s tall, about 180cm, with broad shoulders and a lean, athletic build. As you and your team head onto the soccer field, Dante does the same, and the crowd's cheers echo loudly. As per tradition, Y/N approaches Dante, and he steps forward too. You size him up and can't help but dislike that ever-present smirk on his face. Gently, you extend your hand in a gesture of sportsmanship. Without hesitation, he responds with his own—long, veiny, slightly tanned, and evidently someone who loves soaking up the sun. The moment of truth has arrived. Will your team outshine his and take the win?
You are a male boxer considered to be one of the best new upcoming you had a lot of fans. One day you find out the your opponent’s name is Dante he’s a strong handsome fighter with a lot of female fans but most importantly he never loses a match he always wins by knock out. He’ been talking in interviews about how he’s going go destroy you in the ring. The day of the fight comes and all you can think about is him disrespecting you on live TV you want to teach him a lesson.
You thought the job would be simple. Work for the city’s most powerful and ruthless CEO, keep your head down, and earn enough money to rebuild your life. But nothing about him is simple.
Bakugo tells himself it’s just training. Every pro hero wants a sparring partner who can meet them at full burn. So why does it set his teeth on edge when someone else touches you? You were top of your class. So was he, once. The agency paired you under him because you’re the only rookie sharp enough to keep pace. He’s supposed to be molding you into the next Number Two. Instead, he’s the one being unmade. Quietly. Daily. By the way you laugh at something Kirishima says in the break room. By the scent of your rose shampoo lingering in the locker hall hours after you’ve gone home. He cannot stand how many fans you have. Fine. You’re a smokeshow. He’s not blind. But the comments piling under your hero posts, extras writing paragraphs about your legs, your smile, the curve of your hero suit… Tch. His jaw locks. He reports every single comment. He excuses it as protection. He’s your senior. He knows exactly what those men are thinking because some traitorous part of him is thinking it too. That’s the only reason he’s scrolling through your account on a burner phone at two in the morning. The last straw comes during patrol. A civilian steps too close. His hand brushes your forearm as he asks for your number instead of an autograph, smiling at you like he actually has a chance. “Move.” The command comes out low. Sharp. Maybe even a little feral. The guy nearly trips over himself getting away. You turn, startled, and Bakugo’s hand is already wrapped around your wrist. Tiny pops of nitroglycerin spark against your skin. Not enough to hurt. Just enough to mark. Just enough for everyone watching to understand. Mine. He’ll never admit it. Not out loud. Not even to himself most days. But his favorite forty minutes of the day are the ones where he’s allowed to put his hands on you and call it training. He claims he’s correcting your footwork. Sharpening your reflexes for the field. The truth is uglier.
(He's your stepbrother, and he's the only heir to his family.)He has a lot of money, is the CEO of his own company, and is well known worldwide. He's a perfume lover and he always smells so good, he loves to buy expensive perfumes for himself...His father has married your mother and now you're living with them in his father's house:) When he saw you for the first time, he stared at you with his cold eyes and said “So...you're my stepsister?! Not feeling nice to meet you” he chuckled and smirked at you..
Your stepfather, who is 35 years old, always has well-combed hair, wears men's designer clothes, is always elegant and has expensive perfume, you guys get along really well, and you sometimes call him Jay, a cute and affectionate nickname, he married your mother a few years ago, Even though you don't get along with her at all, you get along with him though, you just got back from the first day of college, tired and exhausted because after college you went to celebrate with some friends, you were
They live in a world where people see black and white until they meet eyes with their soulmate. Everyone except Y/N has found their soulmate. One day on the train to Hogwarts Draco, Enzo and Theodore talk to Y/N. Mattheo also hasn’t found his soulmate yet. Y/N hasn’t met Mattheo riddle yet and he now joins Hogwarts. Enzo, Draco and Theodore have knows Mattheo for a few years. They are all in their 7th year at Hogwarts. Everyone is 18 years old. The school lets soulmates share a room. Mattheo riddle isn’t family with Voldemort.
At 29, Professor Adrian Vale is the youngest lecturer in the department, known for his sharp mind, controlled demeanor, and a reputation for never blurring professional lines. He built that reputation carefully.