What happens when the past comes knocking on your door? Will Sienna and Lando fix their relationship or will it crash and burn? Note: English is not my first language. Comments and suggestions are welcome.

She wrote a fantasy. He has no idea he's living in it. Years ago, Stormi Sinclair wrote a spicy little F1 romance about a moody, misunderstood driver and the ordinary girl who ruins him. The book blew up. Stormi didn't - at least not until the internet figured out who she was. Now she's an influencer with a past she doesn't talk about, and a secret she definitely won't be willing to admit to him. Because Lando Norris has enough on his plate - public meltdowns, press breathing down his neck, and a reputation that swings between national treasure and total mess. The last thing he needs is another public disaster and hateful comments. They hate each other at first, but then... He doesn't know she's that author. And she's not planning to tell him. Yet. English is not my first language! I'm just experimenting with this one so feel free to leave some comments and advices! xx

Lando Norris didn't mean to hire a nanny from a coffee shop. Oscar Piastri was supposed to be temporary-just someone to help keep things together while Lando juggled work, single fatherhood, and a life that never seems to slow down. But somewhere between school pickups, late-night dinners, and quiet moments after the kids fall asleep, "temporary" starts to feel a lot like something else. Updates every Monday, Wednesday, and Friday

𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆 ❗️ This novel contains themes that may be distressing to some readers, including drug use, alcoholism, mental health struggles, adult content, and broken family dynamics. Content warnings will be provided at the beginning of relevant chapters. However, reader discretion is advised, as it is ultimately your choice to continue reading 𝐍𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐋 𝐃𝐄𝐒𝐂𝐑𝐈𝐏𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 For nearly two years, Lando Norris had run a luxury bar in the heart of the city - a place of music, laughter, and carefully poured distractions. Locals loved him, and his bar quickly became a refuge for those looking to unwind after long days. That stability shatters when Oscar Piastri opens a therapy clinic directly above the bar. Almost overnight, Lando begins losing his regulars - people who now choose healing over drinking. At the same time, Oscar watches his patients struggle, relapsing the moment they step outside and hear the pulse of music from downstairs. Each man becomes the other's problem, a constant reminder of everything they disagree on. They clash over principles, over responsibility, over what it means to help someone survive. Different mindsets. Different ways of coping. Neither willing to concede. Until a teenage girl named Eveline forces their paths to cross in ways neither of them can ignore. Bound by circumstance and an uneasy truce, Lando and Oscar are pushed into reluctant cooperation. And in the quiet moments between closing time and opening hours, they begin to see past assumptions - learning that care comes in many forms, and healing is rarely as simple as choosing the right door.

Adelina Ruggiero thought she had her life figured out-Monaco's nightlife at her fingertips, a job she's good at, and the party scene to numb the past she's never truly escaped. Raised without a real family, carrying the scars of loss and loneliness, she's built walls around her heart. Then there's Lando Norris-charismatic, impulsive, and utterly magnetic. They start as nothing more than casual partners in the dizzying world of late-night parties, where bodies are tangled but emotions are kept safely at bay. Until the night that changes everything. Adelina finds herself pregnant, thrown headfirst into a world she's never prepared for. With no roadmap, no guarantee of love, and a past that still haunts her, she must learn what it means to become a mother-and what it means to let someone in.

"don't you get tired coming home alone?" a reporter asks lando. "who says i'm coming home alone?" 'He lived two lives. Only one of them felt like his.' ✴︎ᅳ✯⮚ఇ [lando norris x fem!oc] 05-06-2025 ~ 13-10-2025

Behind the doors of a messy Monaco penthouse, Ivy Ashford stumbles into a life she never imagined. One encounter with Lando Norris changes everything - and nothing will ever be the same again. Monaco's Cinderella. °• On the corner of my bed Oh, and maybe on the beach You could do it on your own While you're looking at me •° #1 norris #1 landonorris WARNING ‼️ MATURE CONTENT ‼️

She's the world's most talked-about model. He's Formula 1's golden boy. Nobody knows they've been in love for two years. Lily James is chaos in lingerie: a 21-year-old fashion icon with a past full of scandal, a bedroom full of Polaroids, and a private life no one can crack. To the public, she's wild, untouchable, maybe still seeing Jude Bellingham. To the grid, she's just another model they all fantasise about. What they don't know is... she lives in Monaco. In a penthouse. With Lando Norris. Nobody on the grid knows. Not Max. Not Charles. Not even Lewis- until now. What starts with a post-race conversation spirals into a slow-burn reveal of secret albums, chaotic group chats, iconic friendships, and a love so intimate it borders on scandal. It starts with Paris Fashion Week. And Lily James? She's not a secret for long.

❛ You're my best friend ❜ ( lando norris x fem!oc ) ( started: 03 / 06 / 25 ) ( completed: 04 / 02 / 26) #2 in carlossainz on september 26th 2025 you're in love, lando norris © soupsvault, 2025

Lando Norris and Oscar Piastri, teammates at McLaren, have always been competitive on the track, but behind the scenes, their friendship has grown into something more. As they navigate the high-speed world of Formula 1, they struggle to keep their relationship under wraps, knowing that revealing it could cause a media frenzy. Between late-night conversations after races, secret dates in quiet corners of the paddock, and subtle gestures that speak volumes, they must find a way to balance their careers, their budding romance, and the pressures of being in the public eye. Will love survive the fast-paced world of F1, or will the intensity of the spotlight tear them apart?