Ouran Host Club Fanfic

A few hours before her wedding, Elowen ditches her cheating fiancé and the entire Guerra family, then ends up in a club for a one-time stripper gig where she meets Dante. Enthralled by her, Dante presents her with a contract. Elowen thinks she can use this to her advantage - steal his money and skip town, where the Guerra family won’t find her. So, she signs the contract and gives up her virginity to him. Unbeknownst to her, Dante isn’t just some random rich guy. He’s her ex-fiancé’s uncle and the most powerful man in the city. He’s used to getting what he wants, and he wants Elowen, who had just signed a contract with him. What happens when she finds out his true identity and the fact she can never escape the Guerra Mafia?

“Why are you here?” “Trust me, I had no idea this was your house or you were the one needing a nanny” “It’s doesn’t matter who’s child, why are you offering to look after a child with the kind of live you lead?” “You have no right to judge me Mr Howard” “I’m not judging you ….” A club attendant lost her job but had heavy bills to pay so she ended up taking a high paying babysitting job but it turns out her employer is the same man she had a smoking hot sex a few days back. Will he let someone he thinks is a whore baby sit his precious niece thereby creating the chance for there love story or will he sent her away ? Let’s take this ride together lovelies Love you xoxo

When disgraced journalist Elliot Dorne receives an anonymous invitation to Wintercroft Hall—a decaying mansion on a fog-shrouded island—he is promised the story of a lifetime. But upon his arrival, Elliot finds himself among six strangers, each with their own shadowy past. Their enigmatic host, the frail and reclusive Vivienne Ashworth, claims she has summoned them to reveal a deadly truth about the Ashworth family legacy. Before she can confess, Vivienne collapses, and chaos ensues. A violent storm traps the guests on the island, and the discovery of a gruesome murder sets paranoia ablaze. As Elliot uncovers cryptic messages, hidden rooms, and a chilling photograph that ties him to the Ashworth family, he realizes that nothing about this gathering is random. With the mansion’s dark history unraveling and secrets surfacing at every turn, Elliot must confront the ghosts of his own past to survive. But the deeper he digs, the clearer it becomes—someone inside Wintercroft Hall is playing a deadly game, and not everyone will make it out alive. When disgraced journalist Elliot Dorne is invited to the remote and crumbling Wintercroft Hall, he’s promised the story that could save his career. But the mansion’s sinister halls conceal more than just secrets—they harbor a legacy of betrayal, murder, and lies. Elliot is joined by six strangers, all summoned by the enigmatic Vivienne Ashworth. Frail and reclusive, she claims to know the truth about their darkest sins. Before she can reveal anything, a violent storm cuts them off from the outside world—and the first body is discovered. As cryptic messages and chilling clues emerge, Elliot realizes that his connection to the Ashworth family runs deeper than he could have imagined. Someone in Wintercroft Hall knows the truth about his past, and they’ll stop at nothing .

Myla has not had an easy life. The other Alphas call her the Alpha of death, the Monster Alpha, and the Bitter Alpha. She hates the male Alpha club, believing they are all playboy jerks. As lost wolves begin showing up asking for her protection, she runs into an Alpha who won't take no for an answer. Alpha Reiner swore an oath to wait for his mate after a fling ended in disaster. He comes across Alpha Myla by accident. Who is this mysterious Alpha he can't forget? Why won't she get out of his mind? When they meet, is it fate or will disaster destroy her world once more? When a mysterious note gives Myla a cryptic message, can they find out the truth or will it all come crashing down? Have their paths crossed before or is this a ploy by a madman hellbent on revenge?

"You shouldn't have kissed me," I whispered, heart racing. "But why did it feel like home?" Stanley had spent his whole life running from fate—rejecting mates, hiding his scars, and burying the wolf inside him. Until Joshua, a Alpha pretending to be a human with soft eyes and a voice like calm after a storm, crashed into his world. There was no bond. No mark. No reason. Yet, one kiss under the pulsing lights of the club shattered everything he thought he knew about destiny. Suddenly, the lines between wolf and man, strength and softness, began to blur. Now, hunted by his own kind and torn between instinct and emotion, Stanley must choose: reject what his heart wants… or rewrite what the moon once decided. A story of forbidden love, soul-deep longing, and the kiss that changed everything.

On Christmas Eve, my uncle, Adam Stewart, took a sip of the expensive wine I bought and pointed at me, laughing. "A child’s nature really shows early. When she was little, she wet the bed. Now that she's all grown up, she's working as a content creator in her parents' store. "She can't compare to my daughter, Erin Stewart, who has a secure job with guaranteed income. Because you're running a small business, your family will starve if you were to come across the smallest hurdle!" All the relatives at the dining table laughed. Erin pretended to play with her phone, but she was grinning. My parents just smiled politely, at a loss for what to do. I looked icily at Uncle Adam. There were still six hours before the ice apocalypse arrived and the global zombie crisis broke out. In my previous life, Uncle Adam, who always looked down on us, pushed my entire family into the zombie horde to seize my parents' supermarket. This time, I would not let him get away with it. I had just grabbed the plate, ready to smash it over Uncle Adam's head, when a crisp notification rang in my mind. "Ding! Rage Points System has been bound. The host can obtain resources by retaliating. The more shameless you are, the stronger you become!" Looking at Uncle Adam's smug face, I laughed. "Yeah, I don't know anything, but I just recalled something. Uncle Adam, you were arrested by the anti-prostitution squad when you went to Los Anglos on a business trip eight years ago, weren't you? Does Aunt Leanne know about this?"

Stabbed in the back by the people she called her family, Tinsley William's life ended up in shreds. Her sister called her names and tainted her reputation. She was all over the news as a husband snatcher and desperate jealous bitch which resulted in her having a one night stand with a well known Billionaire at the club she went to drink out her sorrows before leaving the country. Fast forward seven years later, now a successful anonymous Millionaire author and a mother of three, Tinsley regained her fame and decided to move back to the place she called home. Little did she know that her sudden appearance would stir up a crisis in the life of her family and everyone around her, including the Triplets father, but her three little genius kids were one step ahead of her.

Elias Vale is a young man trapped in confusion, struggling with his sexuality and living in the shadow of his stepbrother Alexander— a wealthy, reckless playboy known for his endless scandals. Desperate for answers about himself, Elias's life takes an unexpected turn when he discovers an exclusive underground gay club. Seeking anonymity and clarity, Elias enters the forbidden world. Unbeknownst to him, the club's mysterious owner is Alexander himself. Despite Alexander's carefully constructed straight persona hiding his true desires, his and Elias's relationship begins to transform through masked encounters. But then Alexander's obsession intensifies as he orchestrates every moment from behind the glass. With a motive to claim what he's always wanted, will Elias's fragile awakening survive the truth? Or will he be forced to flee from the desire that has always haunted them both?

For five years, Annabelle Boroughs toiled day and night to be the perfect, loyal wife to Travis, her first love, whom she met in a club and had a one-night stand with. However, her world came crashing down when Travis abruptly divorced her to reunite with his ex-lover, Samantha, the same woman who had cheated on him years ago. The same woman who had led him with her cruel words to the bar where they met. But little did Travis know that Annabel wasn't just any regular divorcee; she was the daughter of a wealthy and powerful businessman, a secret she had nurtured for years, one that would make him regret his decision. With her newfound influence and wealth, Annabel is determined to make Travis pay for his betrayal. But at what cost? What happens when she finds out she has his seed growing inside of her?

It's the final round of this year's Pack Pup Tournament. I can't take my eyes off my pup, Patrick Grant, as he wins the title. When the host calls Patrick's parents onstage to celebrate, I leap up, thrilled. But then I see Nicholas Grant, my Alpha mate, walk up with his secretary, Natalia Lawson. They stand side by side under the spotlight, kissing Patrick on both cheeks. It's as if Natalia is the mother, as if she's the Luna of our pack, as if they're the perfect family. I can only stand there in the audience, feeling the weight of countless startled stares, too ashamed to lift my head. Later, Nicholas brushes the incident off. "You were seated farther back. It was easier to bring Natalia up on stage," he explains. Easier? I swallow the humiliation and force myself to believe it was just an unfortunate coincidence—until today, that is. I sense through our blood bond that something's wrong with Patrick, so I drop everything and race to the pack hospital. But when I arrive, Patrick is lying in Natalia's lap, whining to her in a soft voice. I step forward to introduce myself, but the healer only looks surprised. "The emergency contact form lists Natalia as his mom, though." It turns out Patrick himself had stripped me of my role as his mother. And Nicholas didn't stop him. I finally understand. I don't belong in this family anymore. That night, I tell Nicholas I want to dissolve the mate bond between us. He doesn't even look up as he says, "Don't be dramatic. You'd dissolve our bond over a single name on a form?" "Yes."