[[A slow burn OCxArthur story with both new and original characters]] They say the best things in life are unplanned. But sometimes... they're the worst. After the Blackwater catastrophe, Arthur feels the heavy weight of responsibility; being one of the gang members looked up to and relied upon to get them out of this mess, he's strained by the notion that they may not be getting out this time. With the West slowly transformed into a civilized hellhole, they are forced to move in all directions despite the place they wanted to return to most. Grimly aware that the age of outlaws may be up, Arthur does what he can under Dutch to get money for their escape, all according to plan... Until a detour. Stuck in a rut of her own, the independent, God-fearing, and wistful Summer Grace Monroe has been searching for her own place in life. After being scorned by lovers and in and out of jobs, she feels amiss her late twenties without a true home. She finds the most peace in her church and helping those in need, especially the local Native population. Her father, Captain Monroe, works within the Army as a voice for those being silenced. She helps others find their story, but what would be her own? Things all seem to take a turn when fate brings a chance encounter, permanently altering whatever path her life was going to take and intertwining her destiny with that of a notorious group of outlaws - yet she would not be the only one whose path would be changed. **This story will contain mature content such as violence/gore, sexual themes, and language. Do not read if you are under 18** [These characters all belong within the Red Dead Redemption universe/Rockstar, but I have made a few original characters and altered storylines.]

Enemies to lovers, slow burn, Dutch x OC. Ada Harris works at the Pinkertons and despises outlaws. So, she decides to go after the most infamous one of all. Warnings: - F/M - 18+ - Graphic depictions of violence - Smut - Mental illness (mainly anxiety / panic attacks) - Dom/sub undertones inc. sub drop

"What are you?" "Lethal." • • • Humans and Creatures. That's what mankind has come to. Some humans were locked up as infants and genetically altered for the purpose of making a stronger specie, and now their offspring have to be tested to see if they are safe to put out into the real world. Having been locked up in secure facility all of his life, Charlie is to be the first Creature to step outside into the real world. New to the world and to humans who aren't trying to poke a needle in him, he's scared as to what it has to offer. But also curious. Assigned to watch the first Creature and introduce him into modern world, Carly has gotten quite the job. He is like a giant 6'7 baby, and she has to teach him everything from eating with cutlery, to learning natural human behavior, to understanding such a difficult thing as love. He was just supposed to be an assignment, but the more time her and Charlie spend together, the more Carly had to admit he was so much more than just a Creature. Charlie is a brilliant, fast learning, curious specie with a big appetite, so what do you think will happen when such a creature is introduced to a thing like sex? One can only imagine...

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All hail the Empress-poised, radiant, and caged in gold. In a web of power, desire, and betrayal, Aurelia Attica Antulla must decide whether to play the game or break the chains.

Nora has spent most of her life in solitude, travelling only with her business partner JB Cripps. Always on the move, never allowing herself the time to face the past that threatens to consume her. That is until she meets a particularly irritating outlaw at a bounty board and her life suddenly bursts into tremendous colour. But when the pendulum swings one way, eventually it'll swing the other. COMPLETE This is a work of fanfiction, with characters from Rockstar's Red Dead Redemption 2 and Red Dead Redemption 2 Online. I do not own this world, nor any character beyond the main OC. Neither do I own any of the literature and titles taken from the works of Robert Frost. (While this story follows along with the timeline and the main plot of the game, there will be divergences in the canon. Mainly that Arthur will not contract TB. As for who else lives and dies, I'm afraid you'll have to find out.)

When Johnny MacTavish returns home from deployment, the last place he expects to fall flat on his face is a dance studio. But after getting roped into picking up his twin nieces from ballet, he walks right into trouble-literally. You, their no-nonsense, glitter-covered dance teacher, who is not impressed by his boots on your polished floor, his tattoos, or his charm. Naturally, he's obsessed. All stories are written by me and then edited in Grammarly for phrasing, spelling, structure, and polishing. This fic is intended for 18+ readers only and may contain mature themes, explicit content, and adult situations. Please read at your own discretion. I DO NOT OWN ANY CHARACTERS OR IDEAS FROM SORCE OF INSPIRATION

𝐈𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐬 𝐚 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐥 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐥, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐬𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐦𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟. . . . . . . . . . . We've all heard the tales of good and bad, the tales of innocent deceit and her hero, the tales that despite their nature, show us the beauty in contrast. But it's the tales of pure evil that get swept under the rug. The tales of deception, where cruelty is rewarded. The tales that have you questioning who the real villain of the story is. There's a simple philosophy to most thing in life; two wrongs 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 make a right. So what ensues when you put two of the worst kinds of people together? Loyalties transfer, lines blur, and hatred ignites complete chaos. She's cunning. 𝘏𝘦'𝘴 𝘳𝘶𝘵𝘩𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴. She's dangerous. 𝘏𝘦'𝘴 𝘷𝘪𝘤𝘪𝘰𝘶𝘴. She's evil. 𝘏𝘦'𝘴 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘴𝘦. Or so that's what we're told. The devil is always worse. But maybe, just maybe, she's the devil in disguise, playing his advocate... . . . . . . . . . . - 𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 - 𝐄𝐧𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬 - 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞. -

Upon being called home during the evacuation of Dunkirk, a four-man brigade stumble across a farm in which Lieutenant Simon Riley becomes infatuated with a doe-eyed farm girl.

Rora Wells was one hell of a woman. A woman who left havoc and chaos wherever she went, and laughed Death in the face. That was until she met Simon Riley, who was like a cold, stone wall in the middle of the tornado she caused, unaffacted by anything and everything. But that was just the surface. Because Simon Riley learned soon enough why storms are named after people, because Rora Wells was a cold wrecking-havoc. [simon 'ghost' riley x fem!oc]