in which a smiley intern from england is faced with the drama of working at seattle grace hospital. female oc x mark sloan written by GlossShell

❝I'm scared of the love I have for you. Because I know it will ruin me. And I also know that I will let it.❞ 𝒊𝒏 𝒘𝒉𝒊𝒄𝒉 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒑𝒍𝒂𝒚𝒆𝒓 𝒇𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒔 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒊𝒄 𝒈𝒊𝒓𝒍 ➤ 𝒆𝒏𝒆𝒎𝒊𝒆𝒔 𝒕𝒐 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒔 ➤ 𝑴𝒂𝒓𝒌 𝑺𝒍𝒐𝒂𝒏 𝒙 𝑭𝒆𝒎 𝑶𝑪 ➤ 𝑺𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒐𝒏 4 - 𝑺𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒐𝒏 9 © 𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐲𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐦𝐲 〔𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐒𝐥𝐨𝐚𝐧 𝐱 𝐎𝐂〕

Oscar Piastri - Formula one driver Harper Mitchell - a famous streamer When Harper agrees to help Oscar Piastri by pretending to be his girlfriend, she doesn't expect her life to change forever. What starts as a simple arrangement quickly becomes more complicated after one unexpected night... and a baby on the way. Between races, promises, clumsy moments, and feelings they can't ignore, Harper and Oscar must learn to navigate a future they never planned ---- Oscar Piastri x OC Fake dating/ pregnancy / fluff

She's the world's most talked-about model. He's Formula 1's golden boy. Nobody knows they've been in love for two years. Lily James is chaos in lingerie: a 21-year-old fashion icon with a past full of scandal, a bedroom full of Polaroids, and a private life no one can crack. To the public, she's wild, untouchable, maybe still seeing Jude Bellingham. To the grid, she's just another model they all fantasise about. What they don't know is... she lives in Monaco. In a penthouse. With Lando Norris. Nobody on the grid knows. Not Max. Not Charles. Not even Lewis- until now. What starts with a post-race conversation spirals into a slow-burn reveal of secret albums, chaotic group chats, iconic friendships, and a love so intimate it borders on scandal. It starts with Paris Fashion Week. And Lily James? She's not a secret for long.

"She's our Hail Mary." George Russell looked like he'd just been slapped. He stood stiff across the motorhome table-arms crossed, jaw clenched, shoulders squared like he was bracing for impact. "No," he said flatly. "She's not. She drives NASCAR, for Christ's sake." Toto Wolff didn't flinch. His voice stayed cool, controlled. "We need her." George let out a sharp laugh-disbelief with an edge of frustration. "Do you even understand how aggressive NASCAR drivers are?" Toto nodded once. "I do." A beat. "Very." Indy Hayas the legacy of her father Sonny Hayas continues only this time its writen by her

Margot Garcia wasn't loved. Not by the media, not by the fans, not by anyone. Climbing to the top of Formula 1 without any support is ruthless. Especially when the entire paddock is wishing for your downfall. And especially when one particular driver wants to see you burn. Margot Garcia and Max Verstappen have always driven like they wanted to kill each other. They are the kind of rivals who make every lap feel like a battlefield. Everyone thinks their hatred is simple... but nothing between them ever is. No one remembers when it started, and neither of them is willing to explain it. But the tension between them? It's too sharp, too charged, too... complicated to be just rivalry. This story is a work of fiction. Some of the information presented is not consistent with reality. English is not my first language.

Being the youngest daughter of the King and Queen of England had challenges, but Evelyn believed that she had faced them with bravery and valour only parallel to the Knights of Camelot. Intrigued by myth and history, Evelyn shies away from the ton, indulging in conversations unladylike and often improper. Wayfair would never speak ill of their Royal Highness. Five years a spinster, the Queen Charlotte pushes her daughter towards society and into this Season of Love. A woman with many secrets, Evelyn assures herself that she will not allow any suitor to marry her, despite what her mother may want, but when she carelessly strikes a deal with the second born Bridgerton, and becomes enraptured by his family, that assurance becomes hesitant. Her Royal Highness Princess Evelyn has never wanted love, not when it is often regretted, but love cares little for her want, and even less for her secrets. Benedict Bridgerton x OC [Season 2 - ]

❛ I'm not falling for you. ❜ ❛ Good, because I'm already falling apart. ❜ 𝐈𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐆𝐢𝐠𝐢 𝐆𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐠𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐝𝐬 𝐢𝐭 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐨𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 - 𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐥 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐞𝐬𝐧'𝐭. © exposal ❪completed❫

"Someone's mother, someone's daughter. Holds your hands through plastic now, Doc I think she's crashing out. And some things you just can't speak about..." "Aviana Campbell, you've noticed her edge, I presume?" he waits for her to nod before continuing, "Capitol manufactured venom runs through her blood vessels from where a snake mutation bit her during her games." They watch as she throws cleaver after cleaver, each one with meticulous precision and brutal force. The projections pixelate almost rhythmically, one after another as she hits their abdomens and crania in turn. "Didn't she receive an antidote from a sponsor?" Katniss asks in confusion, she had watched snippets of the young girls games. Beetee hums, "Yes, the antidote prevented her from dying...the Capitol didn't bother to take away the side effects however. Hallucinations, voices in her head, anger. They've manipulated her perspective of reality to make her more entertaining...that girl has been groomed into the perfect Capitol weapon from the inside outwards." Pre Hunger Games - Mockingjay

brioche mellark was never supposed to come out of the games everyone knew it, her mother even said it before she left. so why is she even here-- katniss everdeen the boy who saved her and himself in the games after she saved him and his family years before from starvation. she wants to be happy-- the only thing is if she can ever be happy. after all; it's the things we love most that destroy us. watching the movies