mayor pete fanfiction

He wakes in Pete Campbell's tailored suit on a 1960 Madison Avenue morning and the Dyckman network is already his to deploy. The system he carries is not a HUD; it is a quiet read of every account, every partner's leverage, every line Bert Cooper draws on the carpet before guests cross it. He knows when Lucky Strike walks, when PPL buys the agency, when the breakaway forms SCDP. Don is two doors away, half-built and dangerous. Trudy is a partner he never appreciated the first time. The mailroom is where Adam Whitman will surface. Every accelerated win pushes a different domino into the dark, and the smoke on Madison Avenue is starting to remember his face.

We're Not Meant For Each Other - Are We?

Transmigrated into the neon wasteland of Cyberpunk 2077, there’s only one thing to do—burn Arasaka Tower to the ground. At least, that was the plan. But this isn’t 2077. It’s 2070—Night City is still crawling out from the ashes of the Unification War. The skyline is cracked, the megacorps are regrouping, and chaos is the only law left standing. So the mission changes. Blend in. Rise up. Win the people’s trust. Build an empire in the streets before seizing the city hall. From there, reshape Night City, unify North America, and take the seat of power from President Miles himself. The corporations think they own freedom. It’s time to prove them wrong. > “Freedom? That’s just the leash they use to lead the masses into the slaughterhouse. Ever since that lunatic Silverhand blew up Arasaka Tower, Night City’s been choking on its own ashes. The people don’t need freedom—they need order. They need protection. They need me.” In a city ruled by chrome and corruption, one man will turn chaos into power—and power into revolution.

En un abismo de oscuridad infinita, una llama grisácea llamada Kieran flota, haciéndose preguntas sobre su existencia. De repente, una voz monótona y sin emociones rompe el silencio, revelando que Kieran está allí para su entretenimiento. La oscuridad se transforma en un vasto paisaje estelar, donde un colosal ser sombrío emerge, intrigado por la valentía de Kieran. El gigante devuelve los recuerdos humanos de Kieran y le ofrece renacer en un mundo ficticio. Kieran elige "Blue Lock", un universo centrado en el fútbol, con la esperanza de cumplir su sueño de ser futbolista profesional. El gigante le concede dos deseos: inmunidad a lesiones y la habilidad de copiar cualquier técnica futbolística que vea. Renacido como un niño de cinco años en Japón, Kieran despierta con nuevos poderes y una determinación feroz. En un mundo donde el fútbol lo es todo, Kieran se enfrenta a desafíos inimaginables, decidido a redefinir su destino y alcanzar la gloria en el campo de juego. La aventura de su vida está por comenzar, y Kieran no se detendrá ante nada para convertirse en una leyenda.

Perfect for anyone who has ever hit snooze on their dreams, Someday, Maybe is an honest reminder that even the most delayed aspirations are still worth pursuing. After all, tomorrow is only a day away.

My first ever Chicago P.D. and Linstead story. When Erin and Jay try to keep things professional, there is no denying the attraction between them, especially when they go undercover as a married couple. Warning! There will probably be a lot of angst and jealousy.

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Don't judge a book by its cover. ​At Katagiri High School, Kyoko Hori is the ultimate girl-next-door: beautiful, popular, and academically brilliant. But behind closed doors, she’s a down-to-earth homebody who juggles housework and taking care of her little brother while her parents work long hours. She does everything she can to keep this domestic life a secret from her classmates. ​Enter Izumi Miyamura. At school, he is perceived as a gloomy, distant, and nerdy otaku type. But outside of school walls, Miyamura is a completely different person—sporting nine hidden piercings, a collection of tattoos, and a surprisingly gentle, punk-ish charm. ​A chance encounter outside of school forces both Hori and Miyamura to accidentally discover each other's hidden sides. Expecting the worst, they instead find a comfortable haven in their shared secrets. As they spend more time together in the comfort of Hori's home, their unlikely bond deepens, sparking a sweet, heartwarming romance that forces them to step out of their comfort zones and learn what it truly means to be known and loved for who you are.

Before marrying Silas, Joyce had only met him three times. A marriage of convenience, a secret agreement, for a term of three years. She's fresh off a heartbreak — the man she chased for years told her they "weren't a good match." Silas has his own baggage: rumor says he's still hung up on a white moonlight who happens to look just like Joyce. So that's all she is. A substitute. ** In the second year of their marriage, on Joyce's birthday, she drank too much and, in front of everyone, tugged on his tie, pinning him underneath her: "You look... a lot like my husband." The Thorne family's second master, known for being rational and unfeeling, was flustered by her that night. He leaned in close to her ear and coaxed in a low voice, "Be good." The next day Joyce woke up to find her lips were swollen. This… Who did this! When she went to question him, she discovered Silas's lip was bitten. He stared at her and said slowly, "You crossed the line first." ** The scandal leaked. At a party, her ex-boyfriend stepped in: "She's mine. Who dares talk?" Then Silas walked in. The room went silent. "Yours? Since when?" "Joyce, tell me. Whose are you?" So much for the secret marriage. So much for being a substitute. This was supposed to be fake… wasn't it?

Fu Xiaoxiao transmigrates into a book and immediately faces the crisis of being sent to the countryside. As the unloved middle child, her younger sister is the one meant to go — but her mother transfers her job to the sister instead. A disaster of a start. To avoid being sent away, she has to marry within seven days. She meets a few ordinary men and decides she'd rather go to the countryside. Then she runs into a neighbor who's also looking for a spouse — and his conditions are surprisingly good. A dowry of three hundred? Bicycles and a radio? Just take care of the kids, and separate rooms are fine? The others may pass, but she won't. Every day is a battle of wits with the two kids. Life is eventful, she gets a salary every month, and the boss is never home. Absolutely perfect. Except... wasn't this big shot supposed to be infertile? Then why does he keep strutting around naked in front of her? She has professional ethics. She won't be seduced by a good body. Hmph. Men only slow down her sword swing. Lu Feng grits his teeth at Fu Xiaoxiao, who remains completely unmoved by his countless attempts to seduce her, and traps her in his arms. "Boss, let's talk this through. I know forty a month is a bit much — how about... five less?" Trapped in his embrace, Fu Xiaoxiao thinks he's unhappy with her high salary and starts bargaining. "I'm giving myself to you for free." Lu Feng grinds out through clenched teeth. This woman has no heart. "...Can I say no?" Fu Xiaoxiao swallows, staring at the washboard abs so close. "Such a good deal — are you sure you don't want it?" Lu Feng squints, tempting her. "Fine." A fool turns down a bargain.