Hi there! These are ideas/ collections of work I wanted to get down because in the end, I almost always end up forgetting or deleting the book before I can get more than a few chapters in. So, to all my loyal readers, fellow writers, amazing voters and absolutely wonderful commenters...here's a look into the many book drafts I have in my head. This is also a book to leave your own ideas inside. I want your thoughts, even if it is about your day, about your ideas that you want to talk about...write it here. Hope you enjoy it. Photo by Laura Kapfer on Unsplash. Free commercial use.

Some flowers aren't meant to wilt. They're meant to wait and bloom again. Daisy Bennett awakens from a century-long sleep, still pregnant, and ready to bloom in a world that stole her spring.

Alessia had rules. She didn't do drama, didn't take nonsense from any man. Until him. For Cassian, she broke every one. A cliché, impossible mother in law? She handled it. Missed dinners because of work? She served herself double and waited anyway. Too tired to spend time together? She embraced the quiet hours alone. She forgot her limits, abandoned her rules. All for him. Until her. The one rule she couldn't break, the limit she couldn't cross. She saw him with her. Broken, she left and whispered a wish she never thought would come true: that she had never met him. The wish was granted. Alessia woke up and didn't remember him. But now Cassian is the one waiting. Running against time to be near her. Chasing every moment, following every rule, just so she might remember him again. And if she can't... Can he remember it all for both of them? © IcecreamSundae5. All rights reserved.

Nesha Banks minds her own business. Jasper Hale makes that impossible. I do not own twilight. I only own Nesha and Taya

"Serenity is the balance between good and bad, life and death, horrors and pleasures. Life is, as it were, defined by death. If there wasn't death of things, then there wouldn't be any life to celebrate." ~Norman Davies Twilight fanfic Oc x Oc Highest Ranking 🥇 #1 in blackoc. 6.15.24 #1 in bwmm. 6.15.24 #1 in deafoc. 6.17.24 #1 in mixedoc. 6.23.24

Dearest gentle reader, As Lady Mirabel Salazar makes her debut into London's society and captures the heart of the Ton and the Queen, one has to wonder what her intentions are for this season. It has been brought to this author's attention that she holds a reputation back at home that transcends even oceans and country. As Diamond of the Season, she will have her pick of the herd...or perhaps, she has already set her sights on a certain Viscount Bridgerton. -anthony bridgerton fanfiction 18+ book one

Delores "Dolly" West was the Cullen family's golden light: a prodigy nurse turned vampire under Carlisle's care, gifted with healing touch and bound as Edward's true mate. Until he shattered that sacred bond in a heartbeat to chase his bloodsinger Bella Swan leaving Dolly broken and the family fractured. When nomadic vampire Laurent Da Revin-elegant, ambitious, centuries-old power-seeker-steps into the rain-soaked clearing during a tense baseball game, everything changes. The mate bond slams into him like destiny he never chased, awakening something deeper than hunger or alliance. For the first time, he sees not power to claim, but a home to protect.

Queen Charlotte did not believe in coincidence. She believed in design. From her throne, she observed the ballroom as a general might survey a battlefield-every movement calculated, every whisper a weapon, every marriage a maneuver. The ton believed themselves clever, believed love and scandal ruled the Season. They were wrong. Power did. That was why she had summoned her niece from across the sea. Princess Amara Charlotte Obeng stood now at the far end of the hall, her presence subtle yet unmistakable, like the hush before a storm. She wore no diamonds yet-only gold worked delicately against her dark skin, an echo of her homeland. Her posture was flawless, her expression serene, but Queen Charlotte knew better. Amara was brilliant. Observant. Dangerous. And across the room stood a man who had no idea his life was about to be dismantled. Anthony Bridgerton, Viscount Bridgerton, pillar of English nobility, champion of duty, enemy of love. Perfect. The Queen's lips curved, ever so slightly. Let the game begin

√ 𝐢𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐧𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐞 𝐟𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐝𝐚𝐦𝐨𝐧 𝐬𝐚𝐥𝐯𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐜𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐬 𝐩𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐬. [𝐛𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐟𝐞𝐦 𝐨𝐜 𝐱 𝐝𝐚𝐦𝐨𝐧 𝐬𝐚𝐥𝐯𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐞]