*Story Contains Mature and Explicit Content* [COMPLETED] "Strangers in the dark can change your life in the light." "As I reach the front door I can't help the same question swimming around in my mind, what could possibly be on all of those tapes?" ----- Preview: "You wanna try and be my medicine Abby?" he asks with a deep testing tone, keeping his voice quiet. "I can try" I breathe out as I gulp when his grip tightens "Try me" His hand slides up my throat, his long fingers wrapping tight around my jaw "That's what you really want?" I nod, as I sigh out a shallow yes, and I see every muscle in his body tense, as he wets his lips; hoarsely murmuring his next sentence like its his last try at making me change my mind. "I'm dangerous Abby, this is your last chance, tried to warn you" My stomach twists and knots, as I use every ounce of bravery I have. "Prove it then" ----- Book Started : DEC 2018 - COMPLETED MAY 2019

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Pretending is easy...until the act becomes real. charles leclerc x fem!oc 2024 f1 season x 2024 wta season

Max Verstappen has everything-money, confidence, and a trail of headlines that never seem to stop following him. Owner of V Square, adored and hated in equal measure, he lives loud. Too loud. And then there's George Russell-calm, composed, a fashion designer whose brand Maison Joré defines quiet luxury. Where Max is chaos, George is order. Where Max flirts, George builds. And somehow, they collide in the middle of it all. "Morning, darling." Max teases, leaning on George's desk. "Don't call me that." They don't make sense. They argue in showrooms and fall asleep on opposite sides of the couch, always meeting again somewhere in between. But when George finds out that Max's past isn't as buried as he thought, the chaos breaks loose. "If you want me to trust you," George says, voice trembling, "then clean it up. All of it." So Max does-chasing ghosts, making amends, trying to prove that change isn't just a word he throws around. Somewhere along the way, his laughter gets softer. His touch steadier. His eyes only on George. When he returns, it isn't with grand gestures or expensive gifts-just quiet honesty. "I'm not perfect," Max admits. "But I'm done running." George exhales, half-smiling. "You're insane." "And you love it." sometimes, the heart doesn't untie. it learns to stay tangled.

Lando Norris isn't dying. That's what he keeps telling himself. He's just-tired. Too tired. The kind of tired that makes your hands tremble when you paint, that makes your world fade to white under fluorescent light. When he collapses in the middle of the street, it should've just been another headline: Campus art boy passes out, again. But that day, someone caught him-literally. A photography major with shaking hands and a camera still strapped to his neck. Oscar Piastri didn't mean to care. But he did. They meet again, the sunlight from the tall panes framed him in soft gold-Lando slumped over a desk, heartbeat uneven, breath too shallow. Oscar's voice cuts through the silence. "Sleep well." And somehow, Lando listens. He shouldn't feel anything. Not this warmth blooming in his chest. Not this quiet safety whenever Oscar looks at him like he's not fragile. "Why do you keep helping me?" Lando asks one day, voice cracking between guilt and hope. Oscar shrugs, eyes soft. "Because you keep falling." Then there's George-best friend, chaos incarnate-who would fight the whole hospital if he could. Feeling Max's quiet stare on him, George yanks Lando up to use him as a shield. "What?! You wanna fight, huh?!" His little fists tremble inside his cardigan sleeves. Max doesn't even blink. "Try me," the doctor deadpans, flipping a chart. Between sleepless nights, half-drunk cups of coffee, and the hum of a heart that beats too fast for its own good, Lando begins to draw again. And maybe-just maybe-he's learning how to live again, too. Because this time, when Oscar offers his hand, Lando doesn't pull away. a slow heartbeat turning into melody. a story about falling, again and again, and choosing to stay.

"You're worried." "I'm your physio. It's my job to be." In the high-stakes world of Formula 1, newly graduated physiotherapist Heather Laine joins the McLaren team, balancing the intensity of elite sport with quiet, growing connections off the track. Amid podiums, pressure, and personal moments, she finds that sometimes, the most meaningful races happen far from the spotlight, especially as a deeper bond with rising star Oscar Piastri begins to bloom, quietly shifting everything she thought she could keep professional. Oscar Piastri X Female OC

They were never meant to be anything but enemies. Oscar Piastri is a ghost in a burning world-cold, calculated, and unforgiving. Lando Norris is the golden boy of justice, the last line of defense in a city crumbling from within. They don't share history. They don't share mercy. They only share destruction. Every fight leaves new scars. Every encounter takes a little more than it gives. And when a mission goes violently wrong, and the one person Oscar swore to protect is caught in the crossfire, everything fractures. Loyalties. Masks. Purpose. And maybe, just maybe... hatred isn't the only thing left between them. In the end, grief makes monsters of all of us.

First written on ao3, now also here :) STILL GOING!!!! Setting: A small UK school in 1996. Photography club, darkrooms, grey skies, hallways buzzing with Walkmans and corded phones at home. Lando and Oscar are in their final year. Oscar Piastri is the quiet, but confident, observant lead of the school's photography club, always behind the camera, rarely in front of it. Lando Norris is loud, unpredictable, and sentenced to the club for detention hours. He mocks it at first-until it starts becoming his favorite subject. As they develop film together in the red-lit darkroom, Lando sees himself through Oscar's lens: softer, more human.

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆: 𝟏𝟖 + [𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐭 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭] ━━━ This story runs parallel to ''Adrenaline: A lestappen story'' ❝ 𝐖𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐢𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐝𝐢𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮? ❞ Oscar Piastri, a McLaren driver, discovers a love as intense as the one he has for racing-only this one is unrequited. His heart races for teammate Lando Norris, but Lando is entangled in a complicated relationship with Carlos Sainz. ° Prominent characters: Lando Norris, Oscar Piastri, Carlos Sainz, Daniel Ricciardo, Logan Sargent, Charles Leclerc, Max Verstappen, Mark Webber and Fernando Alonso.

Oscar and Lando were never supposed to be anything but rivals. On the running track, they pushed each other to the limit, each trying to outdo the other, locked in a fierce competition that no one thought could ever change. But sometimes, rivalry gives way to something deeper-something neither of them expected. When Oscar's past threatens to unravel him, Lando's rivalry turns into something more: a relentless need to protect him, to care for him in ways he never thought possible. But just as their rivalry shifts into uncharted territory, old wounds resurface, and their connection is tested in ways neither could have prepared for. As they navigate their complicated feelings, the lines blur between friends, rivals, and something more. Together, they'll have to figure out if their love can survive the shadows of the past and the tension of their competitive nature, or if their enemies will always be a part of their story.