He holds her heels. She lets her guard down. And in the space between city lights and silence, two people who weren't looking for love start to feel something they can't explain. No drama. No rush. Just raw connection and a spark that won't quit.

"i was perfectly content before you came along." "sure, that's why you lost control after every minor inconvenience." "yeah, including you." paul lahote x oc

|COMPLETED 🤍 | Seasons 1-6. © This is a work of fanfiction inspired by The 100. I do not own the rights to The 100, its characters, or universe-those belong to Jason Rothenberg and The CW. However, all original characters, dialogue, plotlines, and writing in this story are my own creation.

He left a mark I never asked for. Now he wants to finish the piece. Amina Westbrook didn't choose motherhood. But when her younger sister dropped a baby and disappeared, Amina stepped up, raised that little girl as her own, and never looked back. Seven years later, the past comes tatted, cocky, and fine as hell-standing in the grocery store with the same hypnotic eyes her daughter sees in the mirror. Santiago Vega. Zuri's father. The man who left before he ever knew she existed. Now he wants in. He wants time. Forgiveness. A chance to be a father. And every time he shows up with that deep voice and soft smirk, Amina hates how badly she wants to let him. Santiago isn't just showing up for Zuri-he's showing up for her. Fixing things she didn't ask him to fix. Dropping money in her hand like it's his right. Touching her like he already knows how she breaks. Amina's been holding everything together for so long, she doesn't know how to let go. Doesn't know how to want someone who actually stays. But Santiago stays. Through the attitude. The boundaries. The sparks that keep catching fire. And when he finally gets his hands on her? There's nothing soft about it. Now she's spiraling in his sheets, clashing with him in front of her family, and falling harder than she ever meant to. Because Santiago doesn't just want to play daddy. He wants the whole damn family. And this time, he's not leaving until he has them. Ink Don't Lie is a gritty, emotionally charged, standalone romance about second chances, found family, and the kind of love that refuses to walk away.

Murda got ops in every direction, and Taya gotta adjust to loving a man who might not come home one night. The streets talk fast. One day you're in love, next day you trending for all the wrong reasons.

𝐀𝐔𝐑𝐎𝐑𝐀 𝐉𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐒. mostly known as 𝐀𝐉. Is the girl everyone knows but couldn't name a thing about her. she stares as you talk with the same intimidating look. past experiences have lead to a lack of communication with others. with a shitty family life 𝐀𝐉 has nothing good to live for.

𝙏𝙞𝙡 3005, 𝙄 𝙜𝙤𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙗𝙖𝙘𝙠, 𝙬𝙚 𝙘𝙖𝙣 𝙙𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨, 𝙝𝙤𝙡𝙙 𝙪𝙥.....

"Breathe." He dipped his head down so that his lips were right at my ear, his strong arm wrapped securely around my waist, molding my body into his. "If you're going to fall apart,." He starts, teeth gritted. "Now's the time. I'll be here to put you back together when it's over." I squeezed my eyes shut again, and I did just that. I fell apart. ******* Secrets. Lies. Deception. Murder. I'd seen and done it all. And not willingly. So I left. I sacrificed my freedom to save myself, and the only way to ensure my own safety was to start over. Clean slate. New people. New me. But the last thing I expected when I arrived at Manonwell Prep Academy was to be bombarded by a boy-no, a man who held some unknown vendetta against me. Call it obsession, infatuation, hatred. To me it was all one in the same. He was everywhere I turned, like a shadow. Watching me. Taunting me. Haunting me. And it was all because of something I did to him a long time ago. It was something so bad that he couldn't stand me, that he wanted me dead, and the idea of making my life a living hell was something that he took pride in. But I didn't remember. I had no clue what I could've done to him in the past, but he was hellbent on pushing me until I did. My plans on starting over were shattered the minute I stepped inside that school. He was the type of person that demanded your attention without having to speak. He was untamed and wild and unhinged. But what he didn't know was that the Winter Travers that he knew in past, the one I didn't remember, was no longer alive. I was different. She was gone and I was here. And he was everything I should've been afraid of. Sinister, quiet, manipulative, but I knew it would be a cold day in hell before I let him win. Ronan was like gasoline waiting to be doused on the fire that inside me, and if he was ready to burn, then so was I.

Milan, a successful lash tech in Atlanta, meets Saint, a man serving time in prison, through a random TikTok Live.

"I was enchanted to meet you." She finds him insufferable, he enjoys winding her up. She's quick-tempered, he's calm. She's impulsive, he's cautious. He smiles, she glares back. She was freefall, he caught her before she hit the ground. Opposites attract, they also drive each other insane. "You'd be surprised with how much we have in common, though we are completely different." Started: November 19, 2023 Finished: March 28, 2024 Wordcount: 54,633 (gilbert blythe x femoc) (s1-3) (All credits go to the people who made Anne With An E happen, I only own my OC and her storyline.) -- #1 in #gilbertblythe : 2/05/2025 #1 in #awae : 26/03/2024 #1 in #lucasjadezumann : 5/06/2024 #1 in #annewithanefanfiction : 27/11/2023 #1 in #anneshirlycuthbert : 27/11/2023 #1 in #annewithanefanfic : 30/11/2023 #1 in #anneshirly : 01/01/2024 #1 in #amybethmcnulty : 10/02/2024 #1 in #gilbertblythexoc : 02/03/2024 #1 in #gilbert : 11/07/2024 #1 in #rivalstolovers : 15/01/2025