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Twisted Love by Ana Huang (Book 1) – A Book Review

Affiliate Disclosure: This post contains affiliate links. If you purchase through these links, I may earn a small commission at no extra cost to you. Rating: ★★★★☆ (4/5)Genre: Contemporary Romance, New Adult, Enemies to LoversTags: Dark Romance, Grumpy/Sunshine, Possessive Hero, Steamy, Emotional Summary Twisted Love by Ana Huang is the first book in the Twisted series—a gripping and…

[roseandxanderfics]

“You’re Too Fucking Bright” - Roy Kent x Sunshine!Reader

Genre: Grumpy/Sunshine, Soft Angst, Emotional Confession, Fluff

Summary: Roy’s always been gruff, angry, and allergic to feelings—until you. You’re too bright, too soft, too good for him… and it’s driving him mad. When he finally snaps, it’s not to push you away, but because he’s terrified he’ll ruin the best thing that’s ever happened to him.

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You knew what people whispered when they saw you next to Roy Kent.

“How the fuck did that happen?”

“She’s so… cheery.”

“He looks like he wants to murder the sun.”

They weren’t wrong.

You were light—smiles, laughter, easy compliments that made strangers’ days. And Roy? Roy was a walking, growling thundercloud with a soft spot for his niece and a permanent scowl.

Still, you stuck. Somehow.

Until today.

“Roy?” you called gently, catching him outside the training pitch, jaw clenched so tight it looked painful. “Hey. What’s wrong?”

“Nothing,” he snapped. “Why the fuck would anything be wrong?”

You took a step closer. “Because you’ve been avoiding me all day.”

“I’m not—” He stopped, dragged a hand through his hair like it physically hurt him to get the words out. “I can’t do this.”

The air left your lungs. “Do… what?”

“This. You.” His voice cracked, something raw bleeding through the anger. “You’re too fucking bright, alright? You walk around like the world’s never hurt you, and it… it makes me fucking crazy.”

Your throat tightened. “So what? You’re breaking up with me because I’m happy?”

Roy let out a broken, humorless laugh. “No. I’m saying I don’t know how to deserve you.”

Silence. Just the two of you, standing in the shadow of the stadium.

You stepped forward, until your hands were flat against his chest and he was forced to look at you. “Roy Kent. You’re a grumpy, foul-mouthed bastard… and you’re the best fucking man I’ve ever met.”

His breath shuddered. “You make it hard to stay angry.”

“Good.” You smiled, soft and real. “Someone’s gotta keep you from turning into a human growl.”

Roy huffed, eyes glassy, and pulled you in like he couldn’t help it—forehead pressed to yours. “You stay. Yeah?”

“Yeah,” you whispered. “Always.”

And Roy Kent—gruff, furious Roy Kent—smiled. Just a little. Just for you.

[dargeereads]

Matched to the Mountain Man by Lena Rae

5 stars

These two were a delight! He is leaning towards the grumpy side, while she tries to stay optimistic and sunny about things. Fate didn’t really bring them together, until it did, and by then, the heat and connection between them was off-the charts and solidified <3

[remae-freyae]

Y/N had always been the sunshine to H/N’s storm cloud.

Where Y/N laughed easily and made friends wherever she went, H/N glared and brooded his way through life, his only soft spot reserved for her. He never smiled at strangers. Never made small talk. Never tolerated anyone who tried to get too close to Y/N.

She teased him about it constantly.

"You act like a bodyguard, H/N," Y/N said one afternoon as they sat on the quad. "People are going to think you're my dad."

H/N scowled. "I'm only a year older than you."

"My point stands," she smiled softly.

But H/N didn’t care what people thought. He cared about keeping Y/N safe. Always.

So when Y/N texted him from the bar one Friday night with a simple:

Y/N: Hey... I think this guy won’t leave me alone.

H/N saw red.

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The bar was packed by the time H/N arrived. His jaw clenched as he pushed through the crowd, eyes scanning for Y/N’s familiar figure.

He found her near the back, cornered by some guy in a button-down shirt who was leaning in way too close.

Y/N’s eyes met H/N’s over the guy’s shoulder. Relief flooded her expression.

H/N didn’t think. He just moved.

"Hey, sweetheart," H/N said, stepping between Y/N and the guy. "Sorry I’m late."

Y/N blinked but quickly caught on. "Oh, hey, babe," Y/N said, her voice lighter than her expression. "I was wondering when you'd show up."

The guy frowned. "Wait—who the hell are you?"

H/N smiled coldly. "I’m her boyfriend."

Y/N’s breath caught beside him.

"Yeah, right," the guy sneered. "She didn’t mention a boyfriend."

"She doesn’t have to." H/N leaned closer, voice dropping to a deadly growl. "Now walk away before I make you."

The guy scoffed but backed off, muttering curses as he disappeared into the crowd.

H/N turned to Y/N. "You okay?"

Y/N nodded, though her eyes were suspiciously shiny. "Yeah. Thanks, H/N."

His heart twisted. "I should've gotten here faster."

"You came as soon as I texted," Y/N said softly. "You always do."

H/N rubbed a hand over his jaw, trying to release the tension still coiled in his muscles. "I hate when you go out alone."

Y/N gave him a weak smile. "I wasn’t alone. I was with the girls until that guy showed up."

"Next time," H/N said, voice low, "bring me."

Y/N blinked. "What?"

"Bring me," he repeated, stepping closer. "Don't call me after something happens. Call me before. Or better yet.. just let me take you out myself."

Y/N stared at him. "Take me out...like a date?"

H/N's jaw twitched. "Yeah, sunshine. Like a date."

The warmth spread through Y/N's chest so fast it made her dizzy. "You’ve never asked me out before."

"I was waiting for you to figure out that no one else is ever gonna protect you like I will," H/N said with a smirk. "But I’m done waiting."

Y/N smiled. "So...you're saying I should bring you everywhere?"

"Everywhere," H/N confirmed. He laced their fingers together. "Starting with breakfast tomorrow. My treat."

Y/N squeezed his hand. "Deal, grumpy."

"Don't call me that," H/N muttered as he led her out of the bar.

But when Y/N laughed and leaned into his side, H/N didn’t bother correcting her again.

[allithebookgiraffe]

Let's Talk Bookish: Romance Tropes

Hello readers! Happy Valentine’s Day. Today my Valentine is myself. I actually made myself a bag of items, along with one for my mom and my daughter. I thought, why not? I deserve it! I hope everyone has a great day, even if you are single. And don’t be afraid to treat yourself! I know I haven’t posted since Sunday even though I was going to. And, honestly I have been feeling really burnt out…

[regency-monster-love]

A tight squeeze (@janeuary-month day 29: carriage)

Grumpy male orc x sunshine female human | Regency era | SFW

CW: simulated racism (orc is prejudiced against humans)

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The orc gentleman clutched his arms tighter around his barrel chest and clenched his teeth in a grimace. Freezing rain cascaded over his shoulders and dripped off the brim of his hat to slip down his neck and under his cravat.

A carriage passed him, slowly enough not to throw mud on him, but then it slowed even further and came to a stop shortly ahead of him. The door opened and a female’s voice called out. “Can I be of assistance?”

His feet carried him forward until he could see within the open door of the carriage. His scowl deepened at the sight of the human woman sitting inside it. He knew her name, but little else about her, for the orc attempted to avoid the company of humans whenever possible. They were vile, ugly creatures who had treated his kind abominably over the centuries. Their relatively recent acceptance of monsters into their society was of no consequence to him.

“This rain looks most unpleasant,” the woman remarked. “I would be happy to convey you home.”

He had to admit that the inside of that carriage looked very appealing to him at the moment. So dry and glowing with warmth. But he wanted nothing to do with her. “The rain doesn't bother me.”

The woman laughed. Actually laughed at him! His brows drew down into an even fiercer grimace. “Come now, you're shaking with cold!” she said.

He forced his arms to his sides and attempted to hold himself rigid. “I'm fine,” he growled.

“Get into the carriage.” Her order was given in a gentle tone, but it was an order all the same, and he felt strangely compelled by it. This made him even more angry, though he couldn't tell whether it was at her or at himself. He let out a low growl as he placed his foot upon the step and began to climb inside.

“I don't think I can even fit in this foolish, puny human carriage,” he grumbled, sneering on the word “human,” as he tried to seat himself on the bench across from her. Even with his hat off, he had to duck his head to keep it from touching the ceiling of the cabin, and spread his thighs as wide as possible to keep his knees from jamming into the opposite bench, yet tense one leg to avoid bringing it into contact with the woman's thigh. She had squeezed herself as far back into one corner as she could, but it still did not leave him enough room.

She brought a hand up to cover her smile, but her eyes sparkled with unbridled amusement. “It does look like a rather…uncomfortable fit.” The carriage was moving again, and chose at that moment to go over a bump that sent his head thumping against the ceiling.

“It is uncomfortable, exceedingly so,” he complained.

“But not as unpleasant as walking in the freezing rain,” she pointed out cheerily.

“I enjoy walking,” he said in an obstinate tone.

She laughed lightly again. “Surely not in the rain, when it is as cold as this!”

“I had not thought it would rain tonight.”

“Obviously,” she smirked, stoking his annoyance once again.

“I didn't ask for your assistance,” he growled.

“And you've accepted it most ungraciously,” she stated, and his brows rose in surprise at her bluntness. “What, did you think only you could be uncivil?”

He gave her a sour look, but kept his mouth shut. He knew she was right; he was being uncivil. But it was her fault for being an irritating little human with a stupidly small carriage that made him ache all the way from his neck clear down to his hips. 

He looked away from her and tried to shift his position on the bench to find one more comfortable. His leg spasmed, jerking his knee out against her thigh. A strange jolt of warmth shot through him at the contact, and he whipped his head back in her direction. She was staring down at the spot where his thigh now pressed against her own, her lips slightly parted. Her eyes rose to his, and a faint flush came to life on her cheeks.

She looked a bit less ugly with that color on her skin. All humans had such unappealing skin, not proper green like an orc’s, but he had to admit her skin looked tolerable when it was pink like this. She had all the other disgusting features of humans—small nose, spindly neck, thin mouth with no tusks, weak jaw—but at least she had a bit more meat on her bones than most of her kind. Her thigh felt nicely thick and soft under the press of his.

But he shouldn't be touching her; it was improper. He pulled his leg away, but couldn't move it far. He fancied that he could still feel her warmth seeping into the tiny gap between her thigh and his. It almost made him wish that he could close the gap and feel her warmth more acutely again. “Apologies,” he mumbled.

“It's all right,” she murmured. Her voice had a more breathy quality to it now. He shouldn't like that; it emphasized her weak humanity. A female orc would have a rougher, more normal voice. But to his dismay and confusion, he did like her soft voice.

“It's unavoidable for someone as big as you,” she added.

“I blame your carriage's small size, not my large one,” he countered.

She gave him a smile, a warm, genuine one, not a smirk or one of mockery. “Yes, I suppose it's both, isn't it? The awkward melding of orc and human.”

The idea of orc and human “melding” made something flutter strangely in his gut.

“Carriages really ought to be built with a greater variety of passengers in mind,” she went on earnestly, “to accommodate monsters as well as humans.”

This would not do—now he was not only liking this human's voice, but agreeing with the words she spoke! What was the matter with him? It filled him with unease. He needed to show her (or was it himself?) that he did not like her.

“It makes little sense for carriage makers to do so. Our kinds mix so infrequently. Which is exactly as it should be,” he declared, directing a pointed gaze and stern frown at her face.

Her eyes widened as that pretty color drained away from her cheeks, and her soft, open expression became an icy one. It did not suit her. She turned her head toward the window. “Perhaps that is how it should be.”

Well, he certainly had succeeded in showing her that he disliked her. This ought to have been a relief. But for the rest of the carriage ride that they spent in silence, he instead felt even more uneasy than before.

When the carriage stopped at his home, and he climbed out, the woman still did not turn her face back to him. “Good evening, sir,” was all she said.

“Good evening, madam,” he replied. He did not thank her for the ride nor apologize for his incivility, for this was just as it should be, both of them disliking each other.

Was it not?

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If folks like this couple, I have some ideas of what might happen to them next, to move them from enemies to lovers… It's on! Read part 2 here! | Master list for this fic

Read all of my Regency monster ficlets and snippets at the tag #my writing.

[anonymityisfunwriter]

hear me out... sunshine meets deadpool 😭

deadpool and sunshine? i mean... YES OF COURSE!!

We shall dub them... SunPool? DeadShine? I'll let you guys decide. Thanks for the ask! 💛

Finder's Keepers

AnonymityIsFun Masterlist | Grumpy Sunshine Series Masterlist Pairing - Grumpy!Bucky Barnes x Sunshine!Reader

“What in the fuck knuckles is this?” Sam hears a voice echo through the halls of the Avengers Compound.

“This is the Avengers Compound,” you exclaim.

“You guys get a Compound, the X-Men get a fucking school, and what do I get?”

“An incredible sense of humor?”

Sam’s pace quickens as he hears your voice slowly getting further and further away. He rounds the corner, stopping before you and the red suited mercenary. “Who the hell is this?”

“Sam, this is Wade. Wade, this is Sam.”

Sam rests his hands on his hips, “What did I tell you about bringing home strays?”

You shrug, “He’s not a stray, technically.”

“She’s right, you know. You may have this Compound, but I have a blind roommate with a massive coke problem.”

Sam immediately shakes his head, trying to usher Deadpool out, “Okay, no, he cannot be here!”

“But Sam… he needed help.”

Sam juts his thumb at Deadpool, “If Bucky finds this guy here, he’s gonna kill him.”

“Bucky? Bucky Barnes? Oh, I’m a big fan of that guy. You know the whole metal arm, raining bullets down, ugh,” Wade dramatically shudders. “Yup, I think I’m in love with him.”

You snap your head in his direction, “Hey!”

Wade shrugs, “Too late I called dibs. Finder's keepers, it's the law.”

“Are you gonna tell me exactly how you’re helping him?”

“Why? Are you gonna help us?” Wade asks, plucking Sam’s goggles from his waistband. “You know, I think these could really add to my look.”

“I’m not helping you,” Sam snatches back his goggles. “I’m helping her.”

“Well, we just need to get him into the armory.”

“You want to give this random stranger access to the Avengers’ armory?”

“Well, we can watch him. It’s fine, Sam. He’s trying to be one of the good guys.”

“Trying to be? What does that even mean?”

Sam’s question goes unanswered as you stand before the reinforce armory doors. You rest your hand against the keypad. From above, FRIDAY chimes, “Voice activation required.”

“Pinkie Pie,” you call into the voice pad.

“Access granted,” FRIDAY calls.

“Pinkie Pie?” Wade scoffs. “You’re telling me this author couldn’t come up with anything better than a line I used three movies ago?”

“What is he talking about?” you whisper to Sam.

Sam shrugs, a concerned, borderline disturbed look on his face, “I have no idea.”

“Hey, Wade?” You gently rest your hand on Deadpool’s shoulder. “What are you looking at?”

He continues glaring off into the distance, “The fourth wall.”

“Sure, Wade, come on, let’s sit you down.”

“You know, you’re kinda sweet.” Wade gently boops your nose. “I think I might keep you. Finder's keepers.”

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[mads-hemmo]

Writing the next part to it’s nice to have a friend and I want to be so angsty and mean but I won’t lol.

[merleneish]

My favourite romance trope is reversed grumpy sunshine/sun moon dynamic, where the fmc is the smart loner and the mmc is the caring, cheerful person. There can be a lot of variations on those two and being the sunshine doesn't mean you gotta be caring and cheerful, the same for moon.

The reason I like it sm is bc when it's done right, the fmc isn't exactly feminine and the mmc is if that makes sense? And it's nice to see bc every fmc I see is feminine and it's good to be feminine, I love femininity and it's such an important quality for everyone to have, but that's the thing why are only the women feminine?

It's nice when we see a mood fmc that acts exactly like a mood mmc would act and the same for the sunshine character. Ofc there are differences in the way people act because of the way society effects them, but those experiences can be acknowledged while also treating people as just humans Yk? Don't write the fmc as a moon fmc, write her as a moon character that happens to be female, and has struggled that reflect that too.

I hope I explained myself well lol

Also when grumpy/moon is soft for sunshine. My favourite thing ever. And he actually appreciates it bc they're not usually like that and it's kinda like I have everyone but you trope as well but not in an engsty teen way but in an Introverted person that has a hard time with emotions that happens to be a girl, that cares for someone deeply that's usually caring and sweet and soft that happens to be a guy

[itssweeterthanfiction]

There’s something so beautifully poetic about Lorelai calling off her wedding and while leaving town she and Rory getting stopped at the red light in front of Luke’s. He’s always been there 🥹🤍

[tvshowpilot]

Get ready to fall in love with these unforgettable grumpy x sunshine couples who have created some of the most memorable romances on TV!

[anonymityisfunwriter]

is yelena in the sunshine universe? it's been awhile, I can't remember. If not you should totally add her since we're getting her and bucky together in one screen in thunderbolts !

Is Yelena - *checks notes* Is Yelena in the Grumpy x Sunshine Universe? She is now!

There's actually a lot of people that I wanted to write into the series, but that I just haven't gotten a chance to, I think I'm gonna have to write some introduction drabbles. Anyone else you guys care to see?

Also, Yelena and Sunshine would be besties - chaotic besties, but besties nonetheless. Thank you for the ask! 💛

Target Practice

AnonymityIsFun Masterlist | Grumpy Sunshine Series Masterlist Pairing - Grumpy!Bucky Barnes x Sunshine!Reader

"Lower..." Natasha hears her little sister's voice echo down the Compound hallway.

"Like this?" you ask. "Isn't that a little too close to my head?"

"Doubting yourself now?"

You playfully scoff, "Of course not."

She rounds the corner, her speed picking up as her older sister senses that you and Yelena aren't up to any good.

She throws open the door to the training room to the sight of Yelena chucking a knife as hard as she can at the target right behind your head. "What is going on here?"

You both immediately tuck your hands behind your back, simultaneously muttering, "Nothing..."

Her eyes blown wide, she screeches, "Something!"

"It was just a little target practice," Yelena unconvincingly assures her, as you try to wedge her knife from the target.

The pitch of Nat's voice only gets more shrill as she continues lecturing the two of you, "So why are you standing in front of the target?"

Yelena shrugs, "Motivation."

"Cough them up." Nat extends her hand to Yelena first. Yelena grumbles under her breath but slaps her next two knives in Nat's hand. Nat then turns to you, waiting expectantly, "Both of you."

You whine, backing down after only a second of Nat's hard stare, "Fine."

"An icicle, really?"

"It's all I had!"

Nat pinches the bridge of her nose, shaking her head, "Children. I work with children."

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[mads-hemmo]

Yall im trying to decide for the next part if i should write from Schlatt’s POV or keep it reader’s POV and have Schlatt’s character and feeling build through the eyes of the reader! Thanks in advance!

[axelwolf8109]

I'm bored so I'm making a grumpy/sunshine ship list that I love

[milestoearth]

A reader's bare necessities

[lysalovesbooks]

Fireball - Book Review

Fireball is an adorable rom com written by Lainey Davis. It follows the story of AJ and Sam. She is a boss babe and energetic and he’s a grump with a type A personality. Sam is a CEO of her own tech company and AJ is a teacher who brings his kids to her company for a tour. Sam comes across as a workaholic who doesn’t care about anything but her company’s success and AJ comes across as rude with…