She didn't trust him and he didn't love her. But they were married. Mainly Sasuke/Sakura, includes other canon couples such as Naruto/Hinata. Rated 'M' just in case. Contains spoilers for Naruto and Boruto manga.- on hiatus

She'd promised to make him happy; she'd promised to do anything for him; she'd promised to always be with him. He refused to let her go back on her words...even if she no longer remembered them.

Uchiha Sasuke is beyond totally smitten for the pink haired girl who is ten-years younger than him, ten times more beautiful than any woman he has ever met, and more than ten spaces out of his reach.

/SasuSaku/ Sex, with them, had never just been about the pleasure—it was about the connection. Making love to each other had always been the only way they felt utterly unified. Smut Anthology.

"There is light and there is darkness, there is fire and there is ice, there is summer and there is winter, there is yin and yang and then Sakura... there is you and me. " Fate had bound them together by the strings of their hearts and the cells of their flesh from the moment the cosmos erupted. Fate did not intend to let them go. Their love would draw blood and corrupt souls.

Wanderer!verse. Maybe one day I'll fly next to you. —Sasuke/Sakura.

"Should this be my future, I am unsure if I even want to get married or bear my own children. Should this be where my life leads, I don't think I even want to be in the same vicinity of the palace. Not if he's still there." Sequel to Jump Into the Fog.

AU: What if Hans decided he didn't want to kill Elsa? What if he thought he could control her and her powers? What if Kristoff found Anna first? When Hans decides that he wants Elsa to marry him, he's keen on putting an act to get her to trust him, and he succeeds. But when Anna wakes and becomes hellbent on revenge, will she go too far?

They would think of other things later. For now, they had each other, and they were happy with that. Kurama/Botan, two-shot

/SuiKa/ She loves him most when they go slow. When he cherishes every inch of her body with his hands and his mouth, caressing her skin with the most attentive touch, pressing and stroking with such delicacy and devotion that she can't help but lose herself to the feelings that he evokes, each and every time. Smuff. Oneshot.

She put you out of your misery and drained your soul of every last drop, feeding on you, drinking you, savoring you all for herself with no intention to share. She's quite the possessive bastard. Her name is Dorothy Catalonia. 4xDx4