𝗧𝗮𝗹𝗲 𝗼𝗳 𝗗𝗲𝗮𝘁𝗵 & 𝗛𝗶𝘀 𝗽𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗰𝗲𝘀𝘀 Revenge Countless souls have fallen prey to its grasp, their lives shattered as deeply as those they sought to harm, if not more so. For most, mere death isn't the end It's not enough to satiate their thirst They crave retribution, wish for something beyond the grave. They want misery upon those who've wronged them. Long for the torment of those who've wounded them But at the end of the day, it's merely a wish, A burning desire for- well, nothing realistic, really For they are weak. Powerless Some may even deem them useless But then, there exist the select few- those who refuse to settle for anything less than the worst, denying death's grasp to unleash a living hell upon their enemies, Those who take matters into their own hands, seizing control & becoming the architects of their own vengeance, Now those, those are dangerous. For in their eyes, the concept of contentment is a foreign notion, replaced by a searing ache for more- More agony, despair. More misery, more wails. More destruction, chaos. People like him, they feed off of fear, thrive in causing pain. They're cunning, calculating, heartless But frankly, even the most twisted of them seem like harmless amateurs in comparison to him. He reeks of death Exudes darkness, sorrow Death is all that shadows his steps, making his existence a reminder of the inevitable fate that awaits his victims. And whispers in the Russian underworld speak of him as Mors- The god of death So, what happens when a girl, who abandoned her family, her life & the very empire bestowed upon her- just to escape the sight of death, catches the eyes of the reaper? What happens when he pulls her into the abyss of his world, intent on destroying all she has fought to be in pursuit of vengeance? And what happens when, as the day wanes, the embodiment of her deepest fear captures her eyes as well?

❝BEEN HERE ALL ALONG SO WHY CANT YOU SEE? YOU BELONG WITH ME ❞ Sienna Di Laurentis had always known exactly how she looked to other people. Perfectly put together. Effortlessly styled. The girl who never seemed like she was trying too hard, even when she absolutely was. Fashion wasn't just something she liked - it was how she spoke. She noticed things most people didn't. The way fabrics moved when someone walked. The way colour changed a mood. The difference between something expensive and something that just looked expensive. While other people at Briar University were figuring out who they were, Sienna already knew the version of herself she wanted the world to see. And she built it carefully. A way of deciding exactly how she took up space in a world that had once made her feel like she didn't get a say in anything at all. Because before Briar, before the sketches and fabric rolls and late-night design boards- there had been football. Not casual. Not hobby-level. Real football - elite, competitive, structured around discipline and pressure and expectation. The kind where talent gets noticed early and pushed even harder. Sienna had been good. Too good to be ignored. She had lived in that world completely once - training, matches, coaches, pressure, results. It was everything she thought she was becoming. Until it wasn't. It didn't end cleanly. Nothing like that ever does. At Briar, she was a second-year fashion design student. Dean Di Laurentis' younger sister. They were close in the way siblings who argued constantly usually were. Sarcastic, sharp, always one comment away from starting something. But underneath it, there was familiarity. History. Understanding without explanation. And now he played hockey at Briar. Which meant Sienna was never entirely separate from that world either. She just wasn't part of it. Not really. Not until him. Garrett Graham was exactly what Briar University expected him to be.

Iris Moreau leaves London to study at Briar University in search of a fresh start. Before leaving, she agrees to an open long-distance relationship with her boyfriend, even though it already feels broken. At Briar, she meets Dean Di Laurentis, an arrogant guy who immediately gets under her skin. Between tension and arguments, they both discover an unexpected connection. Dean DiLaurentis x fem/oc ᝰ Off Campus started ; may 18th, 2026 published ; may 20th, 2026 finished ; ongoing ©calgarywp

▬ All mine. ˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ˗ ▬ All yours. 🇩‌🇪‌🇦‌🇳‌ 🇩‌🇮‌ 🇱‌🇦‌🇺‌🇷‌🇪‌🇳‌🇹‌🇮‌🇸‌ x OC 𝟸𝟶𝟸𝟼- 𝙾𝙵𝙵 𝙲𝙰𝙼𝙿𝚄𝚂 𝙵𝙰𝙽𝙵𝙸𝙲

Mallory Monroe is a surgical intern at Grand Meadow Hospital. Harry Styles is a prestigious pediatric surgeon who will do anything to save his patients lives. But what will happen when their paths cross before they even make it through those hospital doors?

" i just wanna fall in love " in which, manon wright is the definition of sunshine, and sam golbach is the one that keeps her that way. social media fic sam golbach x fem!oc layout by @-graciesbae cover manips by @liarrdes & @star_keys

❝Look, I know we've had our differences, but-❞ ❝We've had nothing but differences.❞ ❝But, you can trust me. I did pull you out of that river when you fell in.❞ ❝You were the one who pushed me in!❞ | In which frenemies turn into so much more | [Big Time Rush ft. Victorious] [Season 1 - 4] [Kendall Knight x OC]