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Wabang, Wyoming ain't big enough for the both of them-or at least, that's how it's felt since sophomore year. Rhett Abbott and Abigail Reed were inseparable growing up. Their families' ranches stretched across the prairie from one another, and their childhoods were built on bonfires, rodeos, lake trips, and long summer nights. Abbott and Reed-two of the biggest names in town. Then came the night everything changed. A mid-autumn family camping trip, a fire pit under a sky full of stars, and a kiss neither of them forgot. But instead of drawing closer, they both froze-too scared to make a move, too proud to admit the truth. Rhett drifted toward Maria Olivares. Abby, out of heartbreak and maybe revenge, ended up with a Tillerson. Trevor Tillerson. Rhett saw them behind the Buffalo Bar, wrapped up in each other, and just like that, years of friendship went up in flames. They spent the rest of high school as enemies with matching bruised egos, sharp tongues, and lingering stares. Then Abby left town right after graduation, chasing a country music dream in Nashville-and Rhett never heard from her again. Until now. Six years later, Abby's back in Wabang-washed-up, heartbruised, and coasting on the last fumes of a stalled career. But this time, she's not just passing through. Thrown back together by old memories and even older tension, Rhett and Abby find themselves circling that same fire again. The feelings never left. The timing was just wrong. This is a second-chance, enemies-to-lovers romance filled with bull rides, bonfires, bar brawls-and a love that never really died. Because in Wabang, some feuds never fade. And neither does first love.

Marlowe Harper was raised on the right side of town with the wrong kind of heart. After her father discovered her secret connection to the Pogues-especially her late-night entanglement with JJ Maybank-he shipped her across the country to Wabang, Wyoming, to bury the scandal and keep her quiet. There, Marlowe meets Wren Maddox-sharp-tongued, fiercely loyal, and just as out of place in the dusty quiet as she is. The two form an unshakable bond, born from survival, late-night drives, and small-town suffocation. Wren knows what it's like to start over. She also knows the danger of falling for someone on the wrong side of right-which makes her growing feelings for Rafe Cameron a problem she can't seem to outrun. Somehow, against every odd and every warning, their love becomes the one thing that keeps her grounded... and dangerously tangled. Meanwhile, Marlowe finds herself drawn to Rhett Abbott-a champion bull rider with quiet eyes and a haunted kind of steadiness she's never known. But when the Pogues show up in Wabang chasing gold and ghosts, everything Marlowe buried comes rushing back-including JJ. When the Pogues show up chasing gold and old ghosts, everything starts unraveling. With JJ back in her orbit, secrets get louder. Tensions rise. And the deeper they dig, the closer they get to land deals, betrayals, and buried truths that were never meant to resurface. As secrets surface and loyalties are tested, the girls are caught in the middle of a violent tangle of stolen treasure, family land, and deeply buried betrayal. With Wren navigating her slow-burn undoing with Rafe, and Marlowe torn between her past and the love she never saw coming, both must fight for the future they never thought they deserved.

when she went missing, disappeared without a trace, it was almost like a deep seated black hole found it's way into rhetts chest, as he recalls all his time spent with her admist trying to find answers, the deep seated energy of the cursed lands they live on come apart to make way for lovers to find each other again.

Eddard and Catelyn Stark, Lord and Lady of Winterfell. Warden and Wardeness of the North. Mother and Father to five beautiful children. But what if there was more? Jory Cassel, Captain of Eddard Stark's Household Guard. The dutiful solider who perished at the hands of Jaime Lannister, the Kingslayer. Or did he? Ashley Stark, a girl whose name you know not, but the main character of many stories. Eldest daughter of Ned and Cat, give her a chance and she may capture your heart, just as she did the Captain's.

"Rome was built on the backs of the obedient. Loyalty, fear, and power-these are the pillars of the empire. Those who defy me will see how quickly pillars can crush them." ▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄ In the shadow of Rome's Colosseum, amidst the blood-soaked sands of rebellion and tyranny, Sabina Marcellina dares to defy her fate. Betrothed to Emperor Geta-a man as cruel as he is powerful-Sabina is expected to play the dutiful noblewoman, a pawn in the grand game of politics and power. But Sabina is no ordinary noblewoman. With a fiery spirit and a thirst for freedom, she dreams of breaking free from the gilded cage of her life. When she crosses paths with Lucius, a gladiator fighting not only for survival but for the soul of Rome itself, everything changes. Drawn to his courage and unyielding defiance, Sabina becomes entangled in his rebellion against the corrupt emperors. Together, they ignite a spark that threatens to topple the empire's foundations. axgelpetrova, gladiator two

One-shot imagines I have written for Anthony Bridgerton. These are originally published on Tumblr and AO3.

Lucius returns to Rome seeking revenge on those who ruined his life. However, upon his return, he uncovers shocking truths about his true identity, questioning his quest for vengeance. He reunites with Helena, his childhood friend, now a healer in the arena. As past emotions resurface, love and redemption intertwine with Lucius's struggle for justice.

His expression shifted, a storm of emotions flickering across his face. "Cassia... how long have you been planning this?" "Years," she admitted, her voice breaking. "Ever since Lydia passed, it's been harder and harder to stay. I love this village, I love everyone here-you most of all-but it feels like... like I'm suffocating." He stepped closer, his jaw tight. "So, that's it? You're just leaving? For how long?" She looked down, her fingers twisting the hem of her tunic. "I don't know. Maybe I'll come back, but not for a long time. I can't promise anything." Lucius's silence was louder than any words. She could see the hurt in his eyes, the way he clenched his fists as if trying to hold himself together. Finally, he spoke, his voice quieter than she'd ever heard it. "You don't want to leave, Cassia. Not really. You want to escape. There's a difference." "I know that," she snapped, her voice sharper than she intended. "But it doesn't change the fact that I need to go. I need to figure out who I am outside of this place." Lucius turned away, running a hand through his hair. "And what about us? What about everyone here who depends on you?" "I'm not abandoning anyone," she said, stepping closer. "Finn is stronger than he looks. Brutus and the others-this village is their home now, too. They'll protect it. And you... you don't need me, Lucius. You're strong enough without me." He turned back to her, his eyes blazing. "That's not the point, Cassia. It's not about needing you. It's about..." He trailed off, his voice catching. Meant to be - #2 out of 1.65k stories True love - #78 out of 39.9k stories Maximus -#1 out of 279 stories

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.