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35-year-old Kylo Ren is known for being one of the youngest and most successful entrepreneurs in New York City. He has worked effortlessly to make a name for himself separate from his parents. 10 years ago he started and now runs one of the biggest tech companies in New York and it is constantly growing.
You just turned 23 and are a photographer recently employed at one of New York's top business magazines Entrepreneur Magazine. It's been hard for you to make a living off your work but it's your passion and you wouldn't trade it for the world.
One day you are called into work to be the head photographer on one of the biggest stories of the year. You walk into the studio and you see him. In an instant, your world changes. He is the most beautiful man you have ever seen and the way he holds himself is infatuating. You wonder how on earth you are going to be able to compose yourself enough to do your job.
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There are eight billion people in the world.
You are one of them: An unstable journalist who spends her free time ranting about the latest local crime on her anonymous podcast.
There is also Doctor Kylo Ren: Saving lives by day as a leading neurosurgeon and taking lives by night as the city’s most elusive serial killer.You need to uncover a groundbreaking story and Kylo Ren needs someone to reveal his.
With a sick obsession with your internet persona and the desire to form a connection, Kylo will do anything to ensure that you become his. Even if he has to kill for it.
Doctor Ren will see you now…
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Brightflame Beneath the Northern Star by TheCocodile
Fandoms: A Knight of the Seven Kingdoms (TV), A Song of Ice and Fire - George R. R. Martin
29 Jun 2026
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In a realm where dragons are long dead and only their bones remember what once was, Prince Aerion Targaryen has grown too bright for his own good.
Sharp-tongued, unbending and restless beneath the weight of a fading dynasty, Aerion has learned to wield cruelty the way other men wield steel. Court fears him. His father restrains him. The realm waits for him to either rise.. or ruin himself.
Far from the gilded halls of King’s Landing, House Gartimor of the Wolfswood guards older blood and older rumors. They are called beasts in silk-lined courts, whispered of as skinchangers and savages. Their daughter, Mineria, was raised not for embroidery but for endurance. She knows the bite of cold and the feel of a sword hilt in her palm.
Between frost and flame, beneath watchful skulls and colder stars, two stubborn natures are forced into proximity neither sought and neither can easily escape.
And when politics binds dragon to wolf, it is meant to be alliance.. It becomes something far more dangerous.
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What happens when a witch casts a curse on the contrasting couple of Emma and Blair, causing their already unique feedee and feeder dynamic to take an even greater twist? Turns out some exciting adventures on demonstrating just how BIG the difference between the two of them is!
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For two years, you and Duncan orbit each other inside the same circle of friends, each mistaking the other’s awkwardness for disinterest. Then, one reckless night changes the terms entirely. A story about bad timing, good longing, and leaving the hardest thing until last.
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He starts forward. You put both hands to his chest and stop him, smiling like this is all very funny. “I can manage,” you say. “It’s not far. And I feel a bit better.”“No, you’re not walkin’ alone.”
“Yes I am,” you say. “Stop this.”
You are standing right in his way. Duncan breathes out hard through his nose. “Don’t push me, girl,” he mutters, and bends. Then, his arms go round the backs of your thighs and he swings you over his shoulder.
“Duncan!” you yelp. Bat your funny little fists against his back and kick one foot so hard your slipper falls off. “Dunk, my shoe! Bloody hell, put me down!”
“That’s what y’get for bein’ stubborn,” he says, giving the backs of your thighs one firm settling pat as he walks on.
You keep fighting him, but you laugh all the way through it, bent over his shoulder and kicking your remaining slippered foot at the air. “What has got into you?”
“You. Apparently.”