„As June runs into warm July I think of little else but you." Johnny Sinclair x Fem!Oc

: ̗̀➛ℬrianna Lockwood, the real queen Bee of the school.

You're an angel in disguise. CALEB MCDANIEL. STRWMIU © 2026 ♡

May I please introduce you to the winner of the 69th annual Hunger Games, Bree Daves! Reaped for the 69th annual Hunger Games. Bree was an underdog, not expected to win. But she had grown up a paranoid child learning to throw knives from a young age. She had a deadly accuracy that no one in the games had expected. But no one can come out of the games unchanged, and Bree came out a shell of herself. Slowly, she learned to put the pieces of herself back together. Step by step, her friends and family helped her to heal. As she learned how to be herself again. But one person in particular helped her. A certain golden boy determined that he could help her, and help her he did. Together, the two of them put each other back together and learned to love again. The Capital loved their relationship, and together they learnt to navigate it. The private relationships they kept behind closed doors and the parts they were forced to share with the world. When they got married, they had two ceremonies. One for the capital and one for themselves and their families on the beaches of District 4, where they could get married how they wanted, surrounded by the people they loved.

"In the heart of Volterra, blood is law and Caius Volturi is the executioner. He's spent three millennia perfecting the art of the scowl-until Alicia Harper walked in and decided his throne looked like a great place to take a nap." Caius Volturi X OC The storyline and characters belong to twilight saga written by Stephanie Meyer. Plot line is Mine. Thank you so much.

"𝘊𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘮𝘦 𝘣𝘢𝘣𝘺𝘥𝘰𝘭𝘭, 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘣𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘬 𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘴𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘴" (wednesday addams x m!oc) a wednesday fanfic

"something in the way you're looking through my eyes don't know if i'm gonna make it out alive fight so dirty, but you love so sweet talk so pretty, but your heart got teeth late-night devil, put your hands on me and never, never, never ever let go blood on my shirt, rose in my hand you're lookin' at me like you don't know who i am blood on my shirt, heart in my hand still beating" -- Tyler Galpin x male!oc Season 1 - canon divergence

When Princess Camélia-Pivoine d'Orléans of France is sent to London to visit her aunt, Queen Charlotte, her duty is simple: charm society, choose a husband, and return home to secure her family's legacy. But fate, and perhaps a few sweets at a crowded ball lead her into the path of Gregory Bridgerton, the youngest of the infamous family. Their chance encounter blooms into friendship, then forbidden affection, then a love that defies everything: class, crown, and convention. From glittering London ballrooms to the misted Highlands of Scotland, their story is one of yearning, rebellion, and a love that survives scandal, exile, and time itself. And through it all, Lady Whistledown watches... with quill poised and heart unexpectedly moved. What happens when love refuses to obey? I do NOT own Bridgerton. I ONLY OWN my own characters Princess Camélia-Pivoine d'Orléans and her maid. Please respect my story. I am happy to receive respectful criticism and tips. This story may NOT follow the original events of any Bridgerton book or season. English is not my first languageuage.

╰┈➤ ⊱ ۫ ׅ ✧ "𝙒𝙚 𝙢𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙟𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙜𝙚𝙩 𝙖𝙬𝙖𝙮 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙞𝙩, 𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙖𝙡𝙩𝙖𝙧 𝙞𝙨 𝙢𝙮 𝙝𝙞𝙥𝙨. 𝙀𝙫𝙚𝙣 𝙞𝙛 𝙞𝙩'𝙨 𝙖 𝙛𝙖𝙡𝙨𝙚 𝙜𝙤𝙙, 𝙬𝙚'𝙙 𝙨𝙩𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙨𝙝𝙞𝙥 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚"