And so the devil hid. Motorheads AU

It had always been a slow burn between Harris and Kaleah. He was apart of the notorious Ironwood popular clique. She was any other high school student that had mutual friends and had barely exchanged words with him in years. There once close friendship was now light years apart. But with new additions into the school, they find themselves in the same places and can't deny the draw they feel for one another. Will they give in? Or are things too complicated?

"𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐦𝐲 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐢𝐜𝐞, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬!" "𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐦𝐲 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐢𝐜𝐞, 𝐂𝐨𝐥𝐞. 𝐘𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐦𝐲 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝, 𝟐𝟒/𝟕...𝐈 𝐜𝐚𝐧'𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐩 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐠𝐨𝐝 𝐝𝐚𝐦!" "𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐲...𝐰𝐡𝐲 𝐡𝐞𝐫?" "𝐁𝐞𝐜𝐮𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐝, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐈 𝐝𝐢𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐝𝐨 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐦𝐲𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟 𝐬𝐨 𝐈 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐦𝐲𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐀𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐚." 𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐬 𝐁𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐱 𝐅𝐞𝐦 𝐨𝐜

"𝙀𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮 𝙢𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙢𝙖𝙠𝙚 𝙟𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙢𝙖𝙠𝙚𝙨 𝙢𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙚." SUMMARY INSIDE MOTORHEADS SEASON 1 - ? FEMALE OC X RAY YOUNG FEMALE OC X HARRIS BOWERS

"𝗜 𝘄𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗱 𝗿𝗶𝘀𝗸 𝗶𝘁 𝗮𝗹𝗹 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝘆𝗼𝘂. 𝗕𝗲𝘁𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗼𝗻 𝗮 𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗱, 𝗜 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝗯𝗼𝘂𝗻𝗱 𝘁𝗼 𝗹𝗼𝘀𝗲. 𝗗𝗲𝗮𝗹 𝗺𝗲 𝗶𝗻 𝗮𝗴𝗮𝗶𝗻 𝗶𝘁 𝗵𝗮𝘀𝗻'𝘁 𝗸𝗶𝗹𝗹𝗲𝗱 𝗺𝗲 𝘆𝗲𝘁." 𝐇istory has a 𝐇𝐀𝐁𝐈𝐓 of 𝐑𝐄𝐏𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 itself. 𝐋ike 𝐅𝐀𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑. 𝐋ike 𝐃𝐀𝐔𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐄𝐑. 𝐓he only 𝐃𝐈𝐅𝐅𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 was, 𝐈n the 𝐌𝐈𝐃𝐃𝐋𝐄 of all that 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐎𝐒, 𝐓here was 𝐘𝐎𝐔. 𝐌𝐎𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐒 , 𝑆1． ( 𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐬 𝐁𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐬 : 𝑓𝑒𝑚！𝑜𝑐 ）

❝ didn't see it coming, but then you walked in . . . ❞ ⚡︎ °˖➴ 𝐅𝐄𝐌𝐀𝐋𝐄 𝐎𝐂 x harris bowers s1 ᯓ★ some scenes from the original (TV SHOW) and some are made by me 𝐢𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 viola chandler caught feelings for her childhood best friend, and nothing's been the same ever since. ↳ disclaimer! before reading this book all names, characters, locations. i don't own them except for viola chandler and probably some other characters as well, also few scenes will are from my imagination. so before you read the book i hope you read the disclaimer first so that we won't be having any problem.

.・。.・゜✭・𝕯 𝖗 𝖎 𝖋 𝖙 𝖎 𝖓 𝖌 ・✫・゜・。. ❝ She sees more in him than street fights and stolen nights ❞ ♥ ʀᴀʏ ʏᴏᴜɴɢ ✧ motorheads s1 © 𝙙𝙧𝙤𝙥𝙥𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙖𝙨𝙝𝙡𝙚𝙮, 2025

Amara Ashford has always lived life carefully-structured, calculated, and far away from the chaos she once escaped. But when a family emergency drags her back to the city she swore she'd never return to, she finds herself stranded on a rain-slick street, suitcase in hand, pride in pieces... until a grumbling engine and a pair of midnight eyes stop in front of her. Harris Bowers isn't anyone's hero. A streetdriver with a reputation built on speed and silence, he lives by two rules: keep your head down, and don't get attached. He knows the streets better than anyone, and he's made peace with the shadows he runs from. But the moment Amara steps into his car-and his world-something shifts. She's polished, poised, and out of place. He's reckless, raw, and exactly what she's been warned about. What starts as a favor-a late-night ride, a few quiet conversations-unravels into something deeper. Amara sees the man beneath the hardened exterior, the heart behind the hands that grip the wheel like they're holding onto more than just control. And Harris? He sees the cracks in her armor, the fire behind her fear, and he can't look away. But the past has a way of catching up. Secrets lurk in rearview mirrors, and when old wounds resurface, both Amara and Harris must choose: keep running from everything they've lost-or finally risk it all for what they might find together. In a city that never slows down, can two broken souls learn to stop... and love?