By day, she is invisible. A poor seamstress tucked away in a quiet London alley, she spends her life stitching gowns for women who will never learn her name. She doesn't know the steps to a waltz, the rules of high society, or how to be anything other than what survival has made her. But by night, she dreams of fairytales. When her best friend secretly brings her to a Bridgerton masquerade ball, she becomes someone else behind a mask and a handmade gown. For one reckless, magical evening, she is not a working girl. She is a mystery. And Benedict Bridgerton cannot look away. They dance once. They speak honestly. They fall for each other without names, without titles, without knowing the truth that divides their worlds. By morning, she is back at her sewing table. By morning, he is searching for the woman he met beneath the chandelier light. As London buzzes with rumors of Benedict's growing interest in a proper lady of the ton, a forbidden connection blooms in the most unlikely place: a tiny dressmaker's shop where he finds himself drawn to a girl who feels strangely familiar. Two identities. One heart. And a love that could unravel the rigid seams of society itself.

She was never meant to fall. Born of the sea and the storm, the daughter of Amphitrite and Poseidon is sent from Olympus at birth-hidden among mortals, stripped of memory, raised not as a goddess but as a demigod for her own protection. She grows up surviving alleyways and bus stations, learning how to fight before she ever learns her name. The ocean has always called to her, though she never understands why she can breathe beneath its waves. On the run, she finds family in Thalia Grace, Luke Castellan, Annabeth Chase, and Grover Underwood-five kids against the world, bound together by monsters, hunger, and hope. Luke is only a year older, sharp-tongued and protective, already nursing a quiet hatred for the gods. She, on the other hand, still believes in them. Still worships them. And that difference will one day tear them apart. When she reaches Camp Half-Blood, she is claimed only by her mother, Amphitrite-marked as sea-born but overlooked, underestimated, and kept in Poseidon's shadow. That changes during Capture the Flag, when the ocean itself answers her call. Alongside Percy Jackson, she is claimed by Poseidon in a moment that shakes the camp and rewrites everything she thought she knew about herself. Powerful beyond expectation and torn between faith and fury, she must navigate her growing bond with her half-brother Percy, her loyalty to the gods, and her love for a boy destined to become their enemy. Because some wars don't begin with prophecy. They begin with belief.

poly mbav Scarlett Fox has always lived in her sister's shadow. Being Sarah Fox's younger sister means two things: No one ever expects Scarlett to know what's really going on. She always knows anyway. At fifteen, Scarlett is sharp-tongued, observant, and far more involved in the supernatural than anyone realizes-especially when vampires, prophecies, and midnight chaos start becoming a little too normal. When Ethan, Benny, and Rory find themselves pulled deeper into a world of monsters and magic, Scarlett is right there with them... whether they like it or not. What starts as late-night research sessions and near-death encounters slowly turns into something messier-something warmer. Ethan's visions keep circling back to Scarlett. Benny trusts her with his fears. Rory sees her in a way no one else ever has. Four teenagers. One supernatural war. And feelings that don't fit into neat little boxes. As danger closes in and secrets unravel, Scarlett must figure out who she is beyond "Sarah Fox's sister"-and how far she's willing to go to protect the people she's falling for. Sometimes the real threat isn't the vampires. It's loving more than one person in a world that's trying to tear you apart.

Born of the sun and blessed by love, she was never meant to live quietly. As the powerful daughter of Apollo and the chosen of Aphrodite, she carries gifts the gods rarely bestow-true prophecy, impossible healing, and a love magic bound not by desire, but by fate itself. Older sister to Will Solace and haunted by visions she cannot escape, she believes her purpose is simple: burn so others may survive. Then there is Percy Jackson. When their paths collide, an ancient prophecy stirs-one that binds storm and sunlight, love and sacrifice. The world will follow its canon course: wars will rage, monsters will rise, and Olympus will tremble. But fate has made one miscalculation. Love was never meant to be a weapon. As her self-destructive flaw threatens to consume her and the gods watch for her failure, Percy must decide whether fate is something to endure... or something to defy. Because some prophecies don't foretell the future. They dare you to change it. percy jackson x oc solace based on series with some book aspects added

She died in her world. She woke up in Lydia Martin's. But she isn't Beacon Hills' queen bee-not the cold, calculating, perfect redhead everyone thinks they know. She's kind. Empathetic. Flirty. A little chaotic. And she absolutely thrives on compliments. Trying to survive high school in Lydia's designer heels is bad enough... Trying to survive the supernatural nightmare of Beacon Hills? Yeah, that's a whole new level of "Oh God, why me?" Suddenly: Scott McCall is acting weird. Stiles can't stop staring. Allison wants to be her best friend. Jackson doesn't know who he's dating anymore. And dangerous things lurk in the woods-things she has no memory of from the show she barely watched. With a borrowed face, a new personality, and powers waking beneath her skin, she has one mission: Change Lydia Martin's story... before Beacon Hills repeats its tragedies. But fate has a funny way of twisting around girls who shouldn't exist- especially ones who smile like sunshine and unravel every heart they touch.

She died. Then woke up in the life of Paris Geller- except she looks nothing like her. Blonde hair, blue eyes, flawless skin. Stunning. Intimidating. Nothing like the sharp-edged girl Rory Gilmore was meant to meet. Armed with a sarcastic wit, a too-soft heart, and the knowledge of the future she's supposed to have, she's determined to rewrite Paris's story. To be kinder. Brighter. Better. But Chilton doesn't trust a pretty face with perfect grades and it never will.

fem isaac lahey x stiles stilinski Isa Lahey has always been soft-spoken, careful, and far too good at making herself invisible. It's easier that way, easier not to be noticed, not to be heard, and definitely not to be hurt. But when a bite changes everything she knows about herself and the world, she finds out hiding isn't an option anymore. Enter Stiles Stilinski: loud, sarcastic, brilliant, and suddenly way too interested in the new fiery shift in Isa's eyes. He swears it's concern. She swears it's annoying. The rest of Beacon Hills swears they're in denial. As monsters begin crawling out of the shadows and the full moon draws closer, Isa discovers that the boy she never thought would look at her twice might be the only one who truly sees her. And Stiles? Well... he's about to fall for a girl who's trying really hard not to fall apart.

Faylen Upland has spent her whole life in Glinda's shadow, perfect, sparkling, powerless Glinda. But Faylen was born different. Born with magic. Real magic. The kind that whispers, glows, and sometimes gets her into trouble. Shiz University was supposed to be a fresh start. A place to blend in, stay quiet, and hide the powers no Upland girl is ever meant to have. Then she meets Fiyero, charming, reckless, and far too good at noticing the things she tries to hide. As secrets unravel and Oz grows darker, Faylen must choose between keeping her magic buried... or becoming the kind of witch the world isn't ready for. And falling for Fiyero? Yeah, that was never part of the plan.

black phone 2 fic Finn thought summer at Camp Alpine would be normal, he was wrong. Clara Belle Booth is always there, just out of reach, haunting the edges of his world. The strange part? He's the only one who can see her. Touch her. Talk to her. But Clara Belle isn't like anyone he's ever met, because she's been dead since 1959. Her body and her brother Spike's are trapped under ice, victims of a darkness that still lingers. Finn doesn't know it yet... but some ghosts don't rest quietly, and some secrets refuse to stay buried. When the Grabber's shadow returns, Finn will have to uncover the truth, and survive the past that's clawing back into the present alongside a cute ghost girl.

"The phone's still ringing. And this time... it's for her." Vance Hopper was the town's golden rebel, until the Grabber took him. Four years later, his little sister Suzie is still haunted by the brother she can't bury and the voice she can't forget. When the black phone starts ringing again, Suzie swears she hears him on the other end. But the dead aren't the only ones reaching out. The Grabber's shadow has returned, and it's pulling her straight into the darkness her brother never escaped. Enter Ernesto Arellano, sweet, quiet, and far too kind for someone like her. The brother of another victim. The calm to her chaos. The only person who can see through her walls. Together, they'll uncover the truth behind the ringing phone, the ghosts that never rest, and the evil that refuses to die. But some calls don't just bring back the dead, they demand new ones.