![]() ![]() Following the signed record deal was the release of Underwood's debut album, "Some Hearts" on November 15, 2005. Gathered in one place… Seeking for one dream… Fighting for one goal… Thousands may try… Thousands will fall… Only one rules.After having won American Idol, Underwood signed a record deal with Arista Nashville. Jinnocenceph11 Fandoms: American Idol RPF, The Voice (US) RPF, X Factor (US) RPF Language: English Words: 10,078 Chapters: 3/? Comments: 2 Kudos: 185 Bookmarks: 23 Hits: 35,486 Very very Explicit fic involving lots of spanking and various other sexual acts. Everyone you see in the tags will get a chapter eventually and more people will be added to the tags as I come up with them. ![]() You are Hollywood's Top Disciplinarian and its up to you to keep the biggest divas in entertainment in check. When the female celebs of Hollywood act up they get sent to you for punishment. Gamerman1902 Fandoms: Real Person Fiction, Actor RPF, Singer RPF Hollywood's Top Disciplinarian (Multiple Celebrities/You) Will the aspiring Oakie musician and young yoga instructor from LA who went through a divorce and share a custody over their 6-year-old son overcome all the obstacles and find their way back home? Will the love that has bound them once be stronger than their troubled past? Language: English Words: 47,666 Chapters: 11/11 Comments: 27 Kudos: 88 Bookmarks: 7 Hits: 2,016 Language: English Words: 33,720 Chapters: 1/1 Collections: 1 Comments: 19 Kudos: 119 Bookmarks: 28 Hits: 1,691įor Cadiane Fandoms: The Voice (US) RPF, The Voice RPF, Adam Levine (Musician), Blake Shelton (Musician), Maroon 5 With the help of Auston and Mitch, they change the laws of the universe yet again. “Get off me, Connor,” Auston said, but it was affectionate. It was a stark contrast to the genderless force of power that was Persephone. His mortal form was young this time around, male and slim, with copper-bright hair. The god of spring reached out to pull Auston into a hug, a shit-eating grin on his face. Neither of them looked particularly like what they were supposed to. The god of spring wore jeans torn at the knees and a loose black t-shirt with the sleeves cut off, and he had a lip ring this year. He was dressed in a thick cotton hoodie despite the warmth swirling around them and sunglasses despite the dimming light. “You’re late this year,” the god of death said, raising an eyebrow. It was the place where their powers met, the death of the plants the spring god so lovingly tended. The god of spring met the god of a death in a harvested field, the sun setting and the dirt warm under their feet.
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