If you're lost, you can look and you will find me Time after time. Steve Harrington x fem OC Season 2 - Season 5

Genevieve Henderson is known throughout Hawkins, Indiana as the girl who vanished for four years and then mysteriously returned one crisp autumn day. She told the police she had been kidnapped, but the truth was far darker. Genevieve was abducted by Dr. Martin Brenner and confined at Hawkins National Laboratory, subjected to experiments she can barely remember. When her powers were deemed "not strong enough," she was released-threatened never to speak of what happened, or her family would pay the price. For years, Genevieve tried to bury the memories, to live a normal life. Almost successfully-until a strange young girl named Eleven stumbled out of the woods, dragging the horrors of Hawkins Lab back into her world. With the secrets of the Lab resurfacing, the disappearance of Will Byers, and Eleven returning to her life, Genevieve's carefully constructed world begins to unravel. That is, until Steve Harrington steps in-charismatic, bold, and utterly infuriating. The spark between them is undeniable, but as their bond grows, dark forces from the Lab and beyond threaten to tear them apart. In a town where monsters-both human and otherwise-linger in the shadows, can Genevieve survive her past... and her heart?

Jennifer Hargrove no longer believed in love. Her mother abandoned her when she was only ten years old, leaving her and her twin brother, Billy, behind with their abusive father. Within the years to follow, Billy only grew more violent and hot-tempered himself, causing her to close her heart off to anyone. However, when their family is uprooted to Hawkins, Indiana, she meets the infamous Steve Harrington, who has a way of opening her up more than she ever could have imagined. "𝘋𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦"

*THIRD BOOK OF STEVE HARRINGTON FANFIC SERIES!* *FIRST BOOK: The New Girl | Steve Harrington Fanfic!* *SECOND BOOK: Tell Me You Love Me | Steve Harrington Fanfic!* Based on season 3 of Stranger Things! -------- In the summer of 1985, Hawkins seems peaceful-Delilah Hopper is lifeguarding with Billy, and Steve Harrington is scooping ice cream with Robin at the mall as they approach their one-year anniversary. Summer is the best! But when Dustin intercepts a Russian code and Delilah notices Billy acting strange, they're pulled back into chaos. Despite the traumatic past, Delilah fights to protect El and ends up trapped in a Russian base with Steve. Somehow, she finds herself trying to protect everyone and fighting the Mind Flayer. Can she survive it all and keep everything together? -------- Disclaimer* I do not own any of the Stranger Things cast. I only own Delilah Hopper and the other characters I have made up!

"i'm on a roll this time i feel my luck could change." ❤︎︎❤︎︎❤︎︎ steve harrington x fem oc stranger things s1 - s4

Thomas, Matteo and Lolita. the children of the Dark Lord-the Riddle triplets, sent to wreak havoc at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Tom: the eldest, level(ish) headed and snarky. Matteo: the middle child, hot headed and witty. Lola: the baby, sharp minded and sarcastic. they're the dream team-or the nightmare team, depending on who you ask... but whoever you are, you'd best hope you don't get on the wrong side of them. with help along the way from the likes of Pansy Parkinson and Draco Malfoy, the triplets have two options: fulfil their Father's orders to bring Hogwarts to its knees, or die trying. Draco Malfoy x Lolita Riddle Although it's still a work in progress, I implore you to read 'Wrong Choice' before you start 'Riddle Me This.' Find it on my profile :) best rankings// no.1 - #riddles no.1 - #bellatrixlestrange no.1 - #scorpiusmalfoy no.1 - #quidditch no.2 - #pansyparkinson no.2 - #fanfiction no.2 - #voldemortsdaughter

I shrunk back into my seat as his head snapped towards me. He looked like his head was going to fall off. His eyes were blazing with rage. His face was set into an icy glare. His fists that rested on the table were clenched so hard his knuckles were white. As he stood from his chair so did I. I felt like the prey to the biggest predator in the jungle. I took two steps back for every stride he took towards me. I gulped again before shaking me head. "She's just joking Ace." my voice quivered as I took another two steps back. "How do I know that?" he sneered down at me, his body towering over me. As I went to take another step backwards, my back made contact with the wall behind me. Well great. Now I'm cornered. This is just typical. ............................................................. One girl moves to the big apple after her family disintegrates around her. All she has left is her one brother. Well, that's what she thought. She attends college like a normal girl and even gains a job on the side with someone who just so happens to be her neighbor. One man has lived in a house most of his adult life. He owns multiple clubs and watched as his family disintegrated around him. All he has left is his sister. A small fragile girl moves next door and he finds himself infatuated. He lands her a job... As his assistant. He is dangerous. She is sly. He is rude. She is sweet. He can not lie and not get away with it. She can make any lie seem like the sweetest truth. She is a bad girl that hasn't been caught. He is a great catcher. Read to find out their twisted story.

His hand shifts under my sweater cuff, sliding up to my forearm. ''Tell me you don't feel it.'' I brush my fingers over his collarbones, just above the worn edge of his shirt. Beneath it, I feel the faint shift of muscle, the stutter in his breathing. He kisses me hot and hard. Like a collapse, His hands slide under my clothes to my neck and my hair where they make fists. My scalp prickles. He lets me taste a future with him, to feel it in the thrust of his tongue and bite of his teeth. I'm panting, and aching, and still, we know this won't change anything. Still, he kisses me bruised. 𝙝𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙠𝙨 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙞𝙨 𝙨𝙪𝙛𝙛𝙚𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙨𝙝𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙠𝙨 𝙨𝙝𝙚 𝙙𝙚𝙨𝙚𝙧𝙫𝙚𝙨 𝙞𝙩 BOOK ONE C O N T A I N S : ❤︎ sexual/mature content ❤︎ violence/abuse/trauma ❤︎ flawed characters (and development) Copyright © 2018-present Laurel Montaze (immoralLaurel). This body of work (story, characters, ideas) is available exclusively on Wattpad. If you're viewing it on a different website/platform or under a different username, it has been illegally stolen. Please notify the original author. © All Rights Reserved

BOOK 1 𝐓𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐆𝐄𝐑 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆: 𝐃𝐀𝐑𝐊 𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄, 𝐃𝐑𝐔𝐆𝐒, 𝐀𝐋𝐂𝐎𝐇𝐎𝐋, 𝐖𝐄𝐀𝐏𝐎𝐍𝐒 𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒, 𝐕𝐈𝐎𝐋𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 ♚ "𝘕𝘰 𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘥𝘢𝘳𝘬 𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴, 𝘐 𝘴𝘢𝘸 𝘢 𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘭𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘭 𝘪𝘯 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘥𝘦𝘷𝘪𝘭ish 𝘦𝘺𝘦𝘴." ♚ "Enough!" I yelled but before I could breathe in I was pinned to the wall. I gasped. Staring into his dark blue eyes made every bone of my body weak. He smirked, knowing exactly what he did. "You got too comfortable with me, doll but I didn't show you what Ace can really do." He mumbled. He broke the eye contact we were having and leaned closer to my neck. My heart beat was racing his and each breath he took sent electricity all over my body. I bit my tongue, scared of what my brain could make me say. "And I don't think you want to know," he whispered so close to my ear sending shivers down my spine. I took a deep breath, trying to collect my thoughts. He moved back to stare into my eyes, wanting to see his effect on me but I didn't give it to him. I smirked, pushed my chin down and looked up at him. "You're all talk, Ace," I whispered, not even blinking. I saw the gulp that rose in his throat, growing my smirk. "Even when I am under your grip, you're still under my control." ♚ ♚ TROPES ♚ Dark Romance Mafia Romance Forced proximity Enemies to lovers Love triangle Living together ♚ 14.08.23: 2 Dangerous 12.03.24: 2 lovetriangle 26.11.24: 1 action-romance ♚

✓ COMPLETED ✓ Started: 2nd NOV 2020 Finished: 23th AUG 2021 EDITING! I could feel his gaze on me as my hands slowly reached to the blood coming out of my fiance. It was cold, sticky, and wet. As it stained my hands, tears were beginning to pour down causing me to subconsciously wipe my face. "How'd you feel after committing your first murder?" His deep voice asked me from behind. Slowly turning around, showing him the mess of emotions I was going through. "Fuck you." I responded slowly, with much anger. I caught a spark in his eye and he slowly began to smirk. "It won't be your last." *+*+* Stephano Varallo. A dangerous man feared by men and admired by women. Andrea Russo. A kind woman with her perfect fiance and loyal bestfriend. When Stephano requests for a nurse to come to his house Andrea arrives and Stephano can't seem to let her go. Far from a cliche. *+*+* A spin-off to His Personal Assistant.