Lifeline /ˈlaɪf.laɪn/ noun 1. A thing on which someone or something depends or which provides a means of escape from a difficult situation. Sixteen year old Leila Monroe never planned to be anyone's burden. But when life took everything - her mother, her home, her safety - she learned how to survive alone. In the chaos of New York, survival means blending in, staying quiet, and trusting no one. Until a tip. Until a movie premiere. Until her. Scarlett Johansson is used to bright lights, red carpets, and the constant pull of fame. But when a routine premiere night takes a dark turn, she's faced with something far from scripted. As she steps in to help a young girl in crisis, the boundaries between her public persona and personal life begin to dissolve, leaving behind only raw instinct, compassion, and something she hasn't felt in a long time: purpose. Two worlds. One city. And an unexpected connection that just might save them both.

𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘪 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬. ೀㅤ

A young 16 year old girl starting her life all over again after going through a long and traumatising kidnapping , meet her new bodyguard and the person she'll spend more of her time with .. Natasha Romanoff

Accidentally texting the wrong number can lead to a lot of things, but you didn't think it would lead to meeting the Avengers... And possibly running for your life from them! ----------- "Awe, that's so cute...how did you get her to sleep, your powers?" Nat joked Wanda looked shocked, her eyes jolting from you to Nat, "N-no...I just got her to trust me" Wanda breathed out, fixing your loose baby hairs from your forehead ----------- FAST pace SHORT story Warnings⚠️: Mention of fighting, fluff, abuse, fire, knifes/ blood, vomiting, ED, self harm, foul language, LGBTQ, GXG, and possibly more I don't own any of these characters, Marvel does, I only created storyline and Y/n MomNat X MomWanda X Teen-Y/n

WLW | PRINCIPALXSTUDENT | AGEGAP "Any reason why you're walking around like a lost puppy" Some stories are whispered behind closed doors. Some loves are carved in silence, too dangerous to speak aloud-yet impossible to extinguish. Camila Emson is eighteen, bruised by grief, haunted by shadows she cannot escape. A fragile heart, wrapped in sharp edges. She survives the chaos of home by slipping into invisibility, until the day she collides with her: Principal Aurora Sulvio. Aurora is everything Camila isn't-powerful, untouchable, sculpted in ice and discipline. But behind the polished surface lies a quiet hunger, a darkness that mirrors Camila's own. Their worlds should never intertwine. And yet, in the stolen hours of punishment and silence, a dangerous spark flickers. What begins as authority and defiance twists into something neither of them can name-an intimacy sharpened by restraint, a closeness built in shadows where every glance, every unspoken word, feels like fire. This is not a love story. It is a slow undoing. A confession written between the lines of power and vulnerability, where the forbidden becomes inevitable, and two fractured souls discover that even the sharpest edges can bleed when they collide.

When Jenna Grey Sinclair finds her world turned upside down when she crosses path with Natasha. What begins as a mission for Natasha soon evolves into something deeper. "Jenna's heart unraveled in the wake of betrayal, she realized that to Natasha, she was just another pawn in the game of espionage, while to Jenna, Natasha was the universe itself, a constellation she'd willingly orbit for eternity" Natasha Romanoff x OC (Slow Burn?)

This is just a collection of standalone stories for my story, "Covert Affairs."

High School Au Nerdy Natasha x OC Young love... For Natasha, the word feels fragile, delicate-like something fleeting that could slip away if you hold it too tightly. Yet, it clings to her heart like a permanent mark, thrilling and intoxicating. It's everything she imagined, straight out of the pages of a romance novel. With every stolen glance and unspoken promise, Natasha is swept into the rush of her first love, the kind that makes her feel like she's living in a dream. If this was what young love felt like, she never wanted to grow up.

Natasha Romanoff, the most powerful woman in New York, wasn't used to being told no. Her reputation was untouchable. Ruthless. Calculated. A woman who smelled blood and went for the kill. So what happens when Senator Grey declined her request-no, dared to deny her-she almost admired his audacity. Almost. But Natasha didn't lose. Not really. Because as she sat across from him at that polished mahogany bar, she noticed something-or rather, someone. His daughter. Jenna Grey Sinclair walked in with perfect poise, all sharp lines and soft elegance, the quintessential politician's daughter. A smile that could disarm a room, eyes that held more fire than her father's entire career. For a split second, Natasha almost forgot the game she was playing. Almost.