Four and Zeke are partners in a ad corp. Zeke lies to a high client that only will work w/ family oriented people. Zeke is engaged which is true. But lies that Four is married w/ a child. Forcing Four to ask his assistant Tris and her autistic son to be his fake family. Bad summery, Sorry! Not normal story I normally write. Possible trigger warning of ABUSE! Sex content & language

Fourtris fanfiction. What happens when a mysterious yet very hot and kind guy with killer blue eyes helps Tris while she is looking for a dress to wear at a wedding and then they meet at the same wedding the following week? AU/modern day. Characters may be a little OOC. Enjoy!

Shoto Todoroki is an enigma to Y/N and she can't help but be drawn in by him and his solemn eyes. There's something about Shoto that makes her believe that maybe there's a reason for her to continue on living after all. Shoto Todoroki x Reader

Todoroki Shouto x Fem!reader. Todoroki has always found the notion of everyone destined to have a soulmate to be somewhat ambiguous. That is, until he found his. Soulmate!AU where soulmates find each other through scent. One shot! Please read and review.

What happens when one lover forgets, while the other is desperate for them to remember. True love last forever. But what if it doesn't? Tris survives the shooting in Allegiant - only to return and learn that the Tobias she knows and loves - did not. With his memories gone - will Tobias go back to her, or continue to move on with someone else. How much can Tris take?

Tris Prior is a private investigator who plays by her own rules. She knows better than anyone that a person's past can haunt them. But when an unfortunate event brings her to meet a certain blue-eyed man with a troubled past of his own, she has met her match. Can two broken souls really heal one another?

They were together ever since she was sixteen. Her long blonde hair and lips drew him in but it was her bravery that made him stay. After all they've been through, she knew one thing for sure. She would never let him slip through her fingers again. FOURTIS ONESHOT