The fight to survive is one thing. Learning to live afterward is something else entirely. As Leon faces the consequences of choices made in desperation and old ghosts refuse to stay buried, the future he and (Y/N) are trying to build becomes increasingly strong, yet fragile. When duty calls him back one final time, the line between sacrifice and survival blurs, and some decisions can't be made on the battlefield. In the shadow of Resident Evil Requiem, the ending isn't written by the mission itself, but by what's left behind when the ash settles. DISCLAIMER: This is a Resident Evil fanfiction featuring Leon Kennedy x Reader. All characters and elements from the Resident Evil franchise belong to Capcom. I do not own RE; this work is fan-made and not for profit.

Leon S. Kennedy is no stranger to surviving. What he is a stranger to - is living. After years of dangerous missions and a complicated past he can't quite let go of, Leon has made peace with a life built around duty and very little else. He doesn't do relationships. He doesn't do roots. And he certainly doesn't do normal. Then he meets her. What starts as a simple exchange of numbers slowly unravels every wall he's spent years building. She isn't looking to be saved. She isn't looking for a hero. He isn't looking for anything at all. But somewhere between late night conversations and the terrifying realization that he'd rather come home to her than anywhere else - something shifts. For the first time in a long time, Leon wonders if a man like him is allowed to want more than just survival. Yours To Have is a story about two people who weren't looking for each other - and finding out that maybe that's exactly how the best things begin. DISCLAIMER: This is a Resident Evil fanfiction featuring Leon Kennedy x Reader. All characters and elements from the Resident Evil franchise belong to Capcom. I do not own RE; this work is fan-made and not for profit.

She wasn't looking for anything when Claire Redfield put a stranger's number in her phone. He wasn't looking for anything either... or so he said. What followed was a year of coffee shops and late-night texts and a deployment that changed everything, a relationship built in the spaces between impossible jobs, and then the slow, brutal unraveling of a man who didn't know how to stop carrying everything alone. She loved him enough to walk away. He loved her enough to finally do something about it. This is the kind of love story that doesn't announce itself, it happens quietly, in the ordinary moments, in the getting better and the showing up and the specific, patient hope of two people who know what they had was real. The red string doesn't ask permission. It just keeps doing its work. DISCLAIMER: This is a Resident Evil fanfiction featuring Leon Kennedy x Reader. All characters and elements from the Resident Evil franchise belong to Capcom. I do not own RE; this work is fan-made and not for profit.

Esme Travere thought she'd found her family when she was sixteen. Instead, she found years of bruises, broken promises, and the kind of love that came with conditions. When Severin throws her out with nothing but a carry-on and their six-month-old daughter, Esme swears Juliette will never grow up thinking love looks like this. Thanks to a chain of women with no patience for cowards, Esme ends up in Monaco, working in Pascale Leclerc's salon. And there, between hair dye and daycare runs, she meets Pascale's middle son-a Formula 1 driver with too-kind eyes, who looks at her like she's already halfway his.

Max Verstappen to Mercedes? The paddock is buzzing. The media's in meltdown. Dr. Anastasia "Ana" Wolff, Mercedes' notoriously brilliant, emotionally unavailable lead systems engineer and Toto Wolff's eldest daughter, is not handling it well. Because Max isn't just a potential signing, he's the man she's been sleeping with in secret for nearly a decade. And if the rumours are true, and Max Verstappen really is joining Mercedes, then Ana's carefully compartmentalised world is about to explode.

Her name is Elle. Emotionless; it's the perfect word that defines her. She was tired of being trapped in her own world so she decided to disappear. She ended her life by her own hands. But death was never the perfect answer for an ending. "I killed all of them for you, Rielle. Please pat my head." A psycho said while blushing. "Here. This is the head of the maid who tried to kill you the other night." Another insane man added. "If you want, I'll kill the emperor and give you the throne. Do you want that, Eurielle?" Yet another obsessed one has arrived. Elle seems to be trapped in a certain web called obsession. Those men kept calling her Eurielle. Just who is Eurielle? *** Best rankings so far: #1 original #1 memories #1 dark #1 villains #1 villainess #1 twisted #1 femalelead #1 novel #1 emotionless #1 medieval #1 psychological #1 obsessed #1 reverseharem #1 medieval #2 historical #2 obsession Started: October 31, 2021 Note: -Credits to @naev_er for drawing the cover. I only did the title edits. -Story is originally mine, not a translation or copy from any other book.

Oscar Piastri had always been a calm, collected kind of guy. Unshakeable, even. Lando Norris, on the other hand? Not so much. And today? Today was the day Lando fully lost it. (Also known as: Oscar Piastri got married at 18...and forgot to mention it.)

They say a successful marriage requires falling in love more than once, always with the same person. Nadia has witnessed pain in various ways, even having her own share in the past. During a night where she thought she and the love of her life would be filled with happiness, pain and the fear of the unknown is what dawns upon them. How will Nadia face the fact that her husband has no memory of her and is stuck in a time where he believed love was not for him? #1 Charles I 02.16.23 #4 F1 | 02.26.23

Petunia falls and gets some sense knocked into her. Now armed with the memories of her last life she tackles this one with new gusto. Just one problem, she's read so many fanfictions that she can't quite remember what's cannon and what isn't. Sure she knows the basics but that's about it. All well, she'll figure it out. First things first, time to make some money by selling stories! What do you mean she can't, she'd only eleven? Na, she was in university last life. Nothing like sending your work in under a pen name... or three... Surely no body will find out she's the author of not one, not two, but three successful romance series. Surely... *Smirks* Translations: Spanish- https://www.wattpad.com/story/374388593-caza-de-brujas-reencarnada-en-petunia-evans Indonesian- https://www.wattpad.com/1553165519-witch-hunt-reincarnated-as-petunia-evans-indonesia We now have a discord!! https://discord.gg/hJ4NjRZrXv Loosely inspired by the anime 'My Next Life As a Villainess' Petunia x Severus Lily x Remus

❝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.