❝They call him the Dutch Lion.❞ ❝Yeah? To be honest, I think he's more like Scar from The Lion King, but whatever.❞ In the high-pressure world of Formula 1, Red Bull Racing is crumbling. Half the team has quit, morale is at an all-time low, and Max Verstappen-the reigning champion-is battling not just a losing season but a mountain of frustration, anger, and self-hatred. Known for his icy demeanor and explosive temper, Max feels more isolated than ever, unwilling to accept the changes around him. The last thing he wants is a new Personal Assistant. Enter Emilia "Emmy" Jones, a vibrant redhead who seems to radiate sunshine wherever she goes. She's everything Max despises in this moment of chaos-optimistic, talkative, and insufferably cheerful. To Max, she's a storm he didn't see coming, and no amount of biting sarcasm or coldness can drive her away. Emmy is determined to do her job, even if it means braving the tempest that is Max Verstappen. What Max doesn't realize is that Emmy isn't just some cheerful distraction. Beneath her bright smiles and playful energy, she's hiding her own storm. She's not the unshakable beam of positivity he assumes-she's a force of nature battling scars of her own. And while Max can't stand her constant happiness at first, it doesn't take long for him to see that Emmy isn't just sunshine. She's a hurricane-wild, fierce, and unpredictable. And she might just be what Red Bull, and Max, need to survive. Because sometimes, it's the storms that reshape everything.

COMPLETED 4/4/2021 "The people who often times do terrible things, are the same ones who have had terrible things done to them." After Lord Voldemort murdered Harry Potter in the Battle of Hogwarts, the world became plagued with a darkness unlike anything it had seen before. Muggles were slaughtered in the streets, the Dark wizard's opponents were executed for show, and all those who had fought with the Order were forced into hiding. Avalon had lost it all-- her friends, her peers, her loved ones. Everything. So, when she was thrown back in time to 1943, she knew that it was up to her to change the course of time and rewrite a new history-- one in which she had to find the Horcruxes and murder Tom Riddle before he could ever become Voldemort. Tom Riddle. Avalon Hendrix. Either she was going to kill him, or he was going to kill everyone she loved. They were nothing more than two products of extreme circumstance that chose two very different paths, yet had time for their roads to converge. --Due to the amount of spoilers in the comments, I will be muting all accounts who comment with the #RR hashtag. Please do not do this.-- •WARNING• This book contains themes and scenes that are intended for a mature audience.

❝ it seems that i have underestimated you, princess. ❞ ❝ that was your first mistake. coming here unarmed will be your last. ❞ ┃princess, prisoner, mercenary, advisor, soldier, commander, commoner ┃ GAME OF THRONES SEASONS 1-8 The Stag and the Snow (1) **ENDING REWRITE IN PROGRESS** tws: violence; sexual violence; description of gore; description of family loss and grief; sexual situations; graphic description of child loss; mentions of suicide; violent language. **** UNDER CONSTRUCTION ****

Olivia Borough (17) is Lady Bridgerton's niece who got abandoned after her mother passed away. Now that her father has died too, there is no other option than to move in with the Bridgertons and take her place in society. Yet, Olivia has secrets to hide and stories she cannot tell, a true prince arrives in London and things get difficult. She will have to choose, will she stay true to herself and break the bonds she's made or shall she pretend forever?

the stains that blotched their shirts were different; his from spilled coffee and hers from accidental cigarette burns. however, the stains on their bodies matched so beautifully. the red hickeys ethereally nested on her collarbones blending with the purple love bites trailing up his neck. [r. lupin] [highest: #60 fanfiction, #1 remuslupin] [warning: contains tobacco use & mature references]

It is said that second-born sons have all the fun. This much is certainly true for Benedict Bridgerton, free from the burdens held by his eldest brother, the Viscount. One must wonder, how does the second eldest Bridgerton spend his time? To the ton's surprise, it seems a certain lady may have captured his attention this evening. Could Benedict Bridgerton, the tortured artist of the clan, finally find himself a reason to settle down? And could Madeleine Sinclair, who has until now, been doomed for a future of spinsterhood, finally find herself in a love match? ** this story may not chronologically follow the events of the show and things may be switched around in order to compliment the storyline **

❝WOAH, WOAH, WOAH, THERE'S NO WAY IN HELL IM GOING TO DATE YOU❞ in which a two enemies agree to fake date one another. [draco malfoy x fem!reader] © 2016 sameezyy

Based on the Netflix Original Bridgerton Anastasia Hathaway was the daughter of a well know Duke and Duchess, Anastasia has been infatuated with Anthony Bridgerton, who is her best friends brother.They're might be some changes in her life and status when she comes to learn some news. Anthony Bridgerton x OC x OC

,, Elizabeth Newton, no relation to Isaac. Pleasure to meet you. ,, in which a young lady of society navigates her way through the marriage market, catching the attention of a certain viscount... Anthony Bridgerton x OC Highest Ranks: #2 in Bridgerton #3 in Anthony Bridgerton #2 in Romance Fanfiction

on the surface, the two couldn't have been more different. he was cruel, arrogant, and cold; she was quiet, mellow, and kind. however, the two students would soon be made aware of how they wore matching scars on their skin and in their souls. // "I have scars too, remember?" Draco said after a moment. He tugged off his shirt, making Lorelei blush, but he showed her all of the long white scars on his arms, back, and torso. She gently touched one of them, making Draco breathe deeper, but her heart slowed and shoulders uncoiled to see them. With shaky hands and averted eyes, Lorelei carefully pulled back the hem of her dress until it rested just above her knees. She didn't look at his face, not wanting to see his reaction. She flinched just slightly when Draco's cold finger trailed over one of her scars, just as she had done to his a moment before. "They're beautiful, princess. A sign of your strength and resilience." SOULMATE AU // HP FANFIC Highest Rankings: #1 in Soulmate #1 in Slytherin #1 in Hufflepuff #1 in AlternateUniverse #2 in DracoMalfoy #2 in Angst #4 in SoulmateAU #6 in LunaLovegood #11 in FanFiction #16 in HarryPotter /disclaimer: I don't own the Harry Potter characters or that universe. I only own Lorelei Jones and Briar Davies./ [started - may 2021; finished - december 2021]