The Equation of Us

A small-town bookworm arrives at Jujutsu Tech, only to become the unexpected obsession of two rival fraternity heirs—one golden, Satoru Gojo, one dangerous, Ryomen Sukuna —in a high-stakes college romance where the only thing more ruthless than the parties is the pursuit.

An architect catches a mafia king's eye at a wedding — and he refuses to let her walk away.

Of all the bastards in that pub, it had to be the one next door.

A Harry Potter fanfiction where a Slytherin and his rival discover that losing to each other might be the only way to win something more.

A mafia don falls for the maid of honor at a wedding — and steals her before the night is over.

When Y/N overhears Bakugo describe his 'perfect girl'—who sounds nothing like her—she starts to wonder if their relationship was built on explosions or just one big mistake.

Being paired with Ryomen Sukuna for a university project would be bad enough without discovering that the smug bastard treats every assignment like a competition. Unfortunately for him, you’re just as competitive. What starts as trying to crush each other’s egos quickly turns into late-night study sessions, increasingly personal challenges and a rivalry neither of you seems particularly interested in winning.

In the *Jujutsu Kaisen* world, Satoru Gojo has never met anyone who could match him — until a sorcerer who bends time and space walks into Jujutsu High and refuses to lose.

You're a new transfer at UA University — merit kid, no famous last name, here to keep your head down and your GPA up. Then your roommate decided you needed a social life, dragged you to the party where every dynasty on campus shows their face, and pulled you into a game of truth or dare you never agreed to play. Six frat guys were already up there. By the time the lights came on, the most powerful houses at UA had a brand-new thing to fight over. You. A story where you can have a ton of relationships ~

A Bleach x-reader AU where Sōsuke Aizen trades his prison cell for your spare room — sealed, leashed, and still your husband on paper.