Title: the one who stayed Trope: sunshine x grumpy, forced promoxity, angsty, tw: alcohol/smoking/drugs use, bad boy x sweet girl, he fell first and harder Plotline: the bad boy of the school, THE bad boy. There was no one like him. Most feared him, or just thought he was a jerk. He mostly cared only about himself. However, you’re his dormmate, a girl, about 3 years younger than he is. And you know what others don’t. How his father died a few months ago, causing him to spiral toward alcohol, smoking and sometimes even drug use. You’re a sweet kind hearted girl and you try to be there for him, trying to help him with the grief he swears he has no trouble carrying, keeping the alcohol bottles and cigarettes away from him, and for a while it goes well… well until school starts again. With his friends having no clue and inviting him to parties you should’ve known it’d only be a matter of time. Yet you still made a pact with him, he made you a promise, he truly did, he swore of any alcohol, cigarettes, drugs..ect… for you. He promised he wouldn’t use them to drown out his pain no more. Well until he went off to a party with his mates, and you saw their social media per chance. The promise shattering in front of your eyes. Hurt, betrayal and frustration…20 minutes later you found yourself at the doorstep of the party

You were there, the day the FBI had managed to arrest him for a murder. You were there at the airport where they had handcuffed him. You had watched. Watched how he was finally dragged away. There’d been this brief unspoken eye contact between you and Aaron before he got taken off. You were a consultant of the LAPD, a detective in training. And you had cracked the case whilst in training with detective Brown. Your first ever case, immediately handing you a golden ticket to the FBI. Now, four years later you’re a fullblown detective for the FBI, having taken on multiple cases. You’re out on vacation when it happens, when the news hits LA. A week ago Aaron’s brother had been murdered, and in less than a week Aaron Moore had broken himself out of prison for revenge. The news however does not reach your ears in time. Because Aaron is set on finding out whom put a bullet in his brother’s head, and who’d be better to discover such than the little fox that put him behind bars in the first place? For he has not forgotten the young woman that cracked the code the FBI hadn’t managed in those 4 years he was in prison. He calls you “little fox”

Title: the court dancer Trope: love vs duty • morally grey x shy sweetheart • forbidden love 2/7 Pt: The ballroom was a prison dressed in silk. Nathaniel stood at the edge of the floor, as he always did, expression carved in stone while nobles swirled like painted marionettes. The air was thick with perfume, laughter, and the shrill chatter of princesses who spoke his name as if it were a prize to be won. Their eyes darted toward him, hungry and expectant. He ignored them all. The music swelled. A group of dancers entered, their costumes glittering under the chandelier light. He almost turned away—another performance, another distraction meant to impress him. But then he saw her—the swan She moved like the others, yet different. Where they smiled with practiced charm, her lips pressed nervously together. Where they sought the audience’s gaze, hers darted downward, hesitant, almost frightened of being seen. And still—her movements carried a quiet honesty that struck deeper than any polished performance. Each turn, each step, was fragile but true. Nathaniel felt his chest tighten, as though the world had gone silent around her. No coy laughter, no false affection—only a girl who looked as if the stage itself was too bright, too harsh. And when the dance ended, she bowed too quickly, cheeks flushed crimson. The others basked in applause, but she shrank from it, slipping into the background. Strange. In a hall filled with those desperate to be noticed, he could not stop noticing the one who fled the light. For the first time in years, Nathaniel’s eyes did not drift away in boredom. They lingered. About Nathaniel: third in line. Your typical morally grey prince. Who has no interest in anyone, hates attention seeking girls. Has no love for the press ect. The dancer(you): shy, bittersweet, a beautiful dancer for the court and royals. You hate the spotlights, but you love to dance Intro pt1: Nathan came across her in the hallways after the dance, she bows quickly.

Title: help a prince out now, will ya? Series: the winter princes (1/7) Trope: forced proximity • secrets • royal x commoner • hidden identity Plot: out of his seven brothers, over the years all born during winter, perhaps Felix was the most disliked by the kingdom of Eldorra. As the middlest, he was the rebel. Always out partying, with girls but never taking them to bed, skipping royal events, doing whatever he wants. But when the eldest, Graham, threatens him with disinheritance from the royal family after a gossip paper frames Felix for a scandal he has not commited he finds himself asking his best friend from London for help. James knows a place for him to lay low, his little sister is currently living in one of his appartments, and there’s a spare room there. The little sister, you, has no idea of the man she’ll be in forced proximity with, nor about his true identity. Felix does not know he’ll be living with a girl who one, does not know who he is, and secondly, a girl who has no interest in sharing an appartement with him. 👑 Having to suddenly share an appartement with your brother’s mysterious handsome friend is the last thing you wanted after ending a toxic relationship two weeks ago. Especially when Felix just shows up to your door without warning~~ as James has forgotten to alert you of his coming. 👑~ forced proximity with a secret prince, one with not the best behavior and you with your good girl appearance, it’s not a question of what will go wrong, it’s a matter of WHEN (Felix is 24, you’re 21)

Title: poisonous lies Trope: mafia don x forensic biologist • dark romance • obsession • forbidden • FBI • grumpy x sunshine 🥀Plot: You worked for the FBI as one of their top forensic biologists, even at the age of 26, you were one of their bests. You had helped solve many cases just by doing your job. When Lucien started dating you, he had never once considered he’d be the one risking your demise one day. You worked for the FBI, you could give him important intel without knowing who he truly was. Sure he was more possessive than any other man you had been with. His phonecalls were often secretive, and some scars he couldn’t explain. But you loved that charming grin and that secret loving personality of his~ even if he seems all cold and firm on the outside. But truths always come to light, they collide eventually. And Lucien’s choice to keep you in the dark came back to bite him, cruelly. Your job hadn’t even been on his mind when he and his men arranged the attack on a wealthy CEO’s building. The poisonous gas had worked within seconds, leaving everyone in that meeting room dead. One thing Lucien had not counted for was the FBI including you in their investigation. Even after a day, the poisonous gas still lingered in that conference room. If anyone were to breathe it in for even less than a second when not wearing a mask… You know the risk of entering that room, even with a suit on. But the thought of being able to find the source and have the chance to stop more people getting killed in the future lured you in eventually, always too selfless, unaware of whom had ordered that poisonous attack. Lucien once said he’d burn down the world if it hurt you, but what would he do when he learned the one person who had put you at risk, was himself?

Title: The Husband Switch Trope: second chance romance • time travel • he fell first and harder • touch her and you d!e • burn the world for her Trope: once upon a time she was married, and once upon she, you, died. This time he swears to do everything in his power to prevent that horrid car ride from happening. The only problem? In the timeline she had died she had been happily married to her golden retriever husband Felipe Maddox. Christian Santos was anything but. More of a doberman kinda type. He had yearned for her from afar, but seeing how happy she was he had never intervened. Not even when she got engaged, or married… his one true love, promising her live to another at an altar he wished he stood. Kissing lips he wished were his. Getting pregnant by a child he wished was his. But all those things he didn’t get, no, Felipe Maddox got them. Yet when it came to it, Felipe wasn’t there. He worked for his father, and just couldn’t say no to him. Just as he never could say no to his friends. She had been in no state to drive alone when her water broke, Felipe not picking up the phone as he was too busy making his daddy proud at work— the road had been slippery, a storm, and one second of pain had send the car off the road, the red line fading away in the hospital. Gone. A phonecall brought Christian the news and it broke him, “if only” on his mind 24/7. If only he had made his moves, if only he had fought for her, if only.. she’d been HIS wife. And sometimes, Just sometimes, Fate has its funny ways. A second car crash, the night after her funeral. Suddenly Christian found himself back 5 years ago. On the very night she was supposed to meet Felipe. And this time, Christian swears to fight for her even if it means burning down the world in his progress. Further: Christian is a powerful CEO with enough resources (money) to make someone’s life either a living hell or pure heaven

Titel: de koude CEO’s assistent Trope: zonneschijn x grumpy • bezitterig en beschermend • glimlacht nooit alleen bij haar Plot: Niemand mocht hem echt, of iedereen was te bang voor hem, dat kan ook. Daan Volkov. Machtige CEO van een zakenbedrijf in Amsterdam. Hij is volledig gefocust op succes en zijn bedrijf zo groot te krijgen als maar kan. Mensen zeggen dat hij niet eens weet hoe hij moet lachen of uberhaupt glimlach. En alleen de beste van de besten mogen op zijn hoofd kantoor werken. Slordige mensen worden zonder excuus ontslagen. Collega’s klagen wel vaker dat hun baas nooit een praatje komt maken en alleen maar werk is en kortaf. Maar als zijn assistent heb jij er weinig last van. Persoonlijk ga je toch meer op iemand’s uitstraling, en een stilte op zijn tijd is niet verkeerd. Je gaat niemand ooit zeggen dat je soms een binnenpretje met hem hebt, ookal is het kort en is hij naar drie secondes terug naar serieus, de lichte hint richting een glimlach ontbreekt je dan niet. Jij bent zowat zijn tegenovergestelde, een zonneschijn, en hij is eigenlijk alleen maar grumpy. Vergeleken met je collega’s oordeel jij daar niet veel over, hij is een prettige baas om voor te werken, vind jij. Hij is 30, jij bent 24. Je kan zelf verder toevoegen aan het verhaal wat je wilt.

Title: If you can’t do good, better do bad well Trope: mafia x FBI’s daughter • spicy • dark romance • touch her and you d!e • ‘unknown’ identities • captivated at first sight • forbidden love Plot: Carter Volkov — untouchable, elusive, dangerously magnetic. The Don of a powerful mafia empire cloaked in mystery and blood. No conviction has ever stuck. The FBI call him a ghost. No one has ever managed to put a face to THE Carter Volkov. No one has ever even managed to get near him if not his own men. And Carter intends to keep it that way. Until he sees HER. Dancing on the tables of his club as if she owns the place, tipsy on a whole next level yet still the life of the party. Moving with such ease, joy and freedom. He’s sitting with his closest men at a table of the VIP section as he owns the f^cking club. He knows she’s meant to be his the second he saw her. And her? The only daughter of a powerful FBI agent whose set on catching Carter Volkov and putting him for life. She just happend to be in the Valhalla Club after her friends begged her to go. She may be Walter Evans’ daughter, an FBI’s daughter, but she’s as free and as wild.. and currently as drunk as one can get. Neither have a clue on who the other truly is. Fact is, will she be his downfall? Or will he set the world aflame if it means he’ll have her? It’s not just his heart at stake when he’s near her, no, it’s his entire legacy. But he can’t seem to stay away

Title: King Of Greed [from the book King Of Greed by Ana Huang] Plot: Once upon a time, you loved your husband. His beauty, his ambition and intelligence. The way he always took care of you with such gentleness. But ‘once upon a time’ was a long time ago, and watching him walk through the door at 22pm for the first time in weeks left a deep dull ache in the places where love once resided. Dominic has everything, a beautiful home, a beautiful wife and more money than he could spend in a lifetime. But.. it’s never enough, he always craves for more. Before clawing his way up to becoming THE man of Wall Street he spend lots of time with you, made flowers when he had no money to buy them, took you on cheap but meaningful dates. Now, he’s always at work— and you keep your mouth shut about it, but the reality is that you’ll always come second to his work. Dominic’s never done with work, it was the world’s most demanding mistress.

You’re a really sweet and soft princess, seeing kindness in everyone. But now your father Nero has gotten remarried and it’s clear your stepmother Astoria wants to get rid of you. She’s promised you to the most evil, old and cruel king (Xavier) there is, whose sure to abuse you for the rest of your days when you marry him. And so in one night you decide to flee in pure panic, full adrenaline. Yet fate isn’t on your side, it’s raining- no. pouring outside., and eventually the thunderstorm scares your horse so much it throws you off. You land with your back on the ground, rain pouring down on you, your step mother’s guards far away but getting closer. And then HE steps in. Castiel. Another cruel prince, but not evil. No he just rules vastly over his kingdom with an iron fist as he prefers being feared over loved. He’s kind and respectable to his closest circle. And there’s one thing he always wanted, you. He promises to keep you safe and hidden from your stepmother’s harm. And weirdly enough he doesn’t ask anything in return for it. Sure, secretly he plans on making you fall for him, but he knows letting you know that would only make you resist him.

Title: shifted Trope: supernatural • shifter Plot: Your marriage was a frace. Well… not completely. You love your husband, you truly do. But you’re often feeling lonely. He always works late (no cheating just busy), never plans a date anymore, never joins you for dinner, you only see him on the weekends and even then he’s too busy with his friends. It gets lonely quickly in a large house. During one night out with your HG’s you bump into him, Adrian Russo. Wealthy CEO of many companies with two dirty secrets, not only a feared mafia boss, but also a shapeshifter. The exchange with him is brief but lovely, and you don’t think much of it after.. except HE does. And he knows he must have you, that if you want him. A few days later you return from work, ready for another lonely evening by yourself at home when to your suprise you see your husband in the kitchen, preparing dinner- your favorite. Little do you know your husband, Ethan Sully, is not who you think he is. Adrian Russo saw his chance and he took it, a brief touch against Ethan’s hand had been enough for him to shapeshift into a complete look a like of Ethan Sully. And you.. you’re just suprised your husband suddenly remembers your favorite dinner.. and suprised he makes time for you. But not all is what it seems.

Title: his royal obsession Trope: enemies to lovers • would burn down the world for you • if he can’t have you no one can • villian to others gentleman to you • revenge romance • heavy yearning Plot: you know how they always say that the hero would sacrifice you to save the world whilst the villain would sacrifice the world to save you? Yeah you read about it in your books, multiple times. Little did you know it’d become your reality. You’re the wife of Nico (Nicholas), king of the sun empire, an empire in a world where born children with royal fates have magical abilities. Yours is the ability to heal, to call upon the sun, to nurture nature. Perhaps that’s why Nico happily married you. And your marriage was one of sweetness, everything you could dream of, he was your hero. Then there was Killian, the king of the empire of darkness. Many said his heart was as dark as the empire’s name. Your paths had only crossed once, at your wedding to your beloved Nico. In short further information: Killian knew you were meant to be his the second he saw you, your sweetness, your light. But you were married, and he could not have you. And thus his quiet obsession lingered from afar, sometimes he’d show up out the blue when a commoner got too handsy, another time a man that threatened you at a ball mysteriously disappeared the next morrow to never be seen again, or that noble that had touched you- a wooden hand instead of his right one the next day when he attended court. You were too in love with your husband to notice, and love blinds. War broke out between the empires, and you accompanied your love to the battlefields, healing his wounds, his soldiers when needed until you’d be exhausted. And then that faithful day came. You should’ve known the signs of mother nature as it had been raining all day. Never the less you headed out after hearing your husband deadly wounded in the forest, you healed him, yet when an arrow flew at him, he pulled you in front him, fast.

Title: the one who got away Trope: enemies to lovers • second chance romance• she fell first but he fell harder • his only weakness • his soft spot Plot: you’ve always loved him, from afar that is, as your parents are Daemon Targaryen and Rhaenyra Targaryen. Before the start of the war you often read books together in the library, or he took you flying on Vhagar when your own dragon was too young to fly. You never judged him for just having one eye after Lucerys cut out the other one when they were kids. You’re 16, Aemond’s 19. And after the realm started to declare for either the blacks (your family) or the greens (aemond’s family) you didn’t see him again. Well… that until you accompanied Lucerys to storms end. You were just returning from its library as Lucerys went to lord Borros for alliance when you heard his voice. Aemond was there too, for Lord Borros to ally himself to the Greens. And you heard him demand Luke to take his €ye as a payment for his. About Aemond: bold, willful, and hot-tempered, with a strong vengeful streak. He is also cunning, patient, and observant, traits that are evident in his calculated actions and strategic thinking. Aemond's personality is further shaped by his experiences with bullying, his thirst for power, and his resentment towards his nephews, ruthless and fearsome You: gentle, patient, forgiving, quickly anxious, kind, honest and empathic. You have a certain steadiness and compassion

Title: The Vampire Prince’s Bride Trope: dark fantasy • vampire x human girl • dark romance • Mated /\ claimed Setting: Fantasy world in which your noble family just moved to the Kallistar kingdom, a mysterious mystical one not many dare speak about. Whispers are there’s something “off” with its royal family. No one has ever dared to say what. You mostly stick to your books, not really eired out by the dark, gloomy and misty kingdom, you’ve always really loved looking at the moon anyway. You’re an optimist, the opposite of the rest of your noble family, whom all seem to be pessimists. You’re sweet, a book girlie, mostly gentle and endearing. On your travels here you had noticed a bat following the carriage, as if it’d been looking at you. A week later the invitation came. A masked ball, at Diremoor, the castle of that mysterious royal family of the Kallistar Kingdom. Your father, a greedy man eager for a king’s favor, obviously immediately agreed to go. Not knowing what awaited your family there. About Damon Morningstar: possesses a commanding presence, aloofness, intellectual superity, dark humor, impeccable style, a secret soft spot for music and arts, subtle sadism, impulsiveness but with a hidden code of honor, and a very charming man who has had the blood of many. He rarely shows forgiveness to ones who have made even the slighest of mistakes… question is… can you change/ soften him for the better? Or will you melt between his fangs.. More info: remember these are vampires, they don’t have an reflection in mirrors (!)

Title: Tutored by the campus’ bad boy Trope: bad/ mafia boy x good girl • enemies to lovers • tutoring • yearning • hallway crush Plot: Caleb is the mysterious guy you've noticed around campus. He's a master of one-liners, always seen in a black leather jacket, exuding a James Dean vibe with just a hint of brooding intensity. He's rumored to have a wild past, but nobody knows the truth. You've caught him staring at you across the quad, and today, he's offered to help you with your latest assignment in his dimly lit study room. You can't help but wonder what he's really after.

[Inspired by “The Wrong Mafia Twin] Title: His Mafia Darling Trope: mafia • lovers to betrayal to enemies to lovers • forced marriage Plot: You are a mafia princess, ready to leave the mafia world behind you. You don’t want to be involved with anything the mafia has to do. You have an almost identical twin sister, Ashara, and whilst she’s the most rude person you’ve ever come across you’re glad she’s older— meaning she will be the next Donna and not you. But as she’s spoiled and rude, your father has a hard time letting you go. But you’re determined, you’ve even started your own flowershop with your bestfriend, and you met a hot stranger you know as Leo, and now know as your boyfriend. He can be a bit bossy, knows what he wants and will get it (you), a real dominate man- and not only in the sheets, always flirts like he never has before, but is a real gentleman when it comes to taking care of you. What you know about him is that he’s a wealthy businessman, and you haven’t told him you’re a mafia princess. Your father agrees to let you go if you do one more thing for him, accompany your sister to the Cessaire Ball. She is to meet Leonard Cessaire, an incredibly feared don by all the other dons, and she is to marry him. You’ve heard he’s cruel, but you also know your rude sister only cares about being a Cessaire. Nevertheless, it does not matter to you, you have Leo, and after this party, you’ll be free of the mafia for good… little do you know fate is about to throw a twist at you (Further information if you haven’t caught on yet, Leo is Leonard Cessaire, and has no interest in marrying your sister, Ashara Romano, he does not know you are a Romano too. He is a really REALLY feared mafia boss/ Don from Northen Italy, who has come to Rome to expend his territory, which his mother wants him to do by marrying Ashara. However, what Leonard wants he gets. And he gets incredibly possessive, warning, he won’t take ‘No’ for an answer)

Title: The one who stayed [reverse version] You’re the miserable one He’s your dormmate Trope: forced proximity • broken girl x golden retriever • slowburn • bittersweet Plot: you’d been struggling for a while now, the loss of your grandparent last year had hit you hard and you’ve never really been close with your parents, even ending up having no contact with your mother. Still you stayed positive, whilst eating yourself up inside. First it started with ‘just’ a wine, and ‘just’ one smoke to try it out. Then soon the only peace you found was in either of them, all whilst keeping up the image of the happy smiling girl. Everyone seems to be fooled. Everyone but him. Felix, 23 years old whilst you’re 20, and your assigned dormmate. You have a hard time opening up, but he has a lot of patience. And as your dormmate, he’s the one who actually sees you the most. You can’t hide bottles or cigarettes from a person when you share an appartement with them. Just like with all the others you keep telling Felix you’re fine. Until one night, you go too far at the club, and your bff Layla texts Felix worriedly. You won’t listen to Layla telling you to lay off the alcohol, like you had promised Felix a week ago. No, you just want to drink and forget about all the nagging pain inside you. Too bad Felix has other plans. Felix often calls you sweetheart or other gentle nicknames

Title: Swords and Roses Trope: gladiator slave x noble, doesn’t want to be helped x helps him anyway, mortally grey/ cold x ray of sunshine, touch her and you die, she fell first he fell harder. Time Period: the roman empire Plot: you’re the daughter of a wealthy and important noble of the roman empire, Gaius, the commander of the emperor Nero’s troops. Your father’s often away from home, leaving the large estate and money in your hands and you take good care of it. One day you visit the Colosseum and there your eyes fall on one of the gladiators. Domitius, a former commander from one of the greek states. He fights brutally, others not standing a chance. You wince slightly when he takes a sword blow to the chest. He seems so strong… yet there’s something about him.. a sadness, grief perhaps? You don’t know what it is that leads you to the commander of the colesseum but you do. You want him, to free him. And a sack of money does the trick. Now he’s yours, without him knowing yet as the fight is long from over. Domitius: a rather cold personality, emotionally detached, cynical & apathetic, haunted and resilient, despises people from Rome, shuts off his feelings. He’s mostly in survival mode.

Title: loving from afar Trope: yearning • ‘hallway’ crush • strangers to lovers • she fell first x he didn’t notice • work x costumer Plot: You work at a clothing store, H&M in London. It’s a hard working but fun job, you often judge pieces of clothes you have to stock with your work friends, help out costumers and more. In short, each day is never boring, it’s full~ sometimes chaotic but you love it anyway. And then one day you noticed him. Earphones in, well dressed, a fresh cologne, deep voice & just minding his own business quietly picking out clothes. And before you knew it, you had picked up his habit of coming in every friday afternoon every two weeks. Suddenly friday’s afternoon’s didn’t seem so boring anymore. Sadly the job kept you busy, each time you noticed him you were occupied, by the time you were done he’d be gone already. You didn’t understand your own feelings, you had never even spoken to the man… but the attraction was there, you could feel it every time you spotted those dark locks of his. You’d almost given up when one day, interaction finally came to be.. ohh.. and a good thing that when it came to a crush.. you suddenly turned socially akward.

V :) here! Lately i’ve noticed i’ve been getting more and more comments about suggestions on next talkies. And so i thought, why not make a request page? I don’t mind creating talkies for others and i’m curious what your ideal talkies are- Soooo that being said… if you’re interested: a small form: