Everyone in Thunder Bay knew June Crist. The golden girl. Michael Crist's older sister. Opera singer. Party girl. Princess of Thunder Bay Prep before she disappeared into college and late nights and expensive heels. She was soft smiles and sharp teeth. Butterfly wings and bear traps. And Damon Torrance hated women. At least, he thought he did. But June never feared him. Never chased him. Never cared about his reputation, his money, or the darkness everyone else whispered about behind his back. To her, he was just another reckless boy trailing behind her little brother. "Behave, Little Sir." A joke. A nickname. A warning. Until Damon stopped laughing. Now, obsession coils tight beneath his skin, turning every glance into possession and every touch into a game neither of them knows how to stop. Because June Crist isn't fragile, no matter how delicate she looks. And Damon Torrance has never known what to do with something beautiful he can't control. Especially when it starts ruining him back.

𝑰 𝒂𝒎 𝒃𝒂𝒅, 𝒉𝒆'𝒔 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒔𝒆, 𝒘𝒆'𝒓𝒆 𝒂𝒍𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒚 𝒅𝒆𝒂𝒅 -Ethel Cain DAMON: Will snorted. "You really think she killed that dude? She looks too cute. Like, I wanna pinch her cheeks, not call the cops." "She looks cute," I said, eyes narrowing. "Then she opens her mouth." MARY: "I get that there's... something between you two, but he's dangerous." I let out a quiet laugh. If only they knew. If my friends knew about half the shit I'd done, they wouldn't be warning me about Damon. They'd be warning him about me.

She was born to be perfect. Avrora Torrance - daughter of Gabriel, masterpiece of Natalya - a ballerina sculpted into porcelain. Graceful. Obedient. Untouchable. But porcelain cracks. Behind the satin shoes and the flawless pirouettes lies a girl who smokes on rooftops, hides poetry in her journals, and dreams of escape. And then there's him. Will Grayson. Chaos in sneakers. Fire wrapped in laughter. The storm she was never meant to touch. Snow White or Black Swan - every fairytale has a curse. And every curse has a price.

── Ruin You Right ⋆.˚ in which 𝘑𝘶𝘭𝘪𝘦𝘵 𝘛𝘩𝘰𝘳𝘯𝘦, the girl with green eyes, hidden bruises, and a razor-edged mind, gets caught in a storm she swore she'd never walk back into - 𝘋𝘢𝘮𝘰𝘯 𝘛𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦. ⋆.˚ or in which 𝘋𝘢𝘮𝘰𝘯 𝘛𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦, with black eyes, venom in his mouth, and control stitched into every move, returns to ruin the girl he's been obsessed with since he was ten - only to find out she was never the traitor, just the only person he's ever loved. ⋆. 𐙚 ̊ "I don't share, I don't ask, and I don't lose." - Damon ⋆. 𐙚 ̊ "And I don't break easy." - Juliet warnings: sexual themes, abuse, strong language, rape, drugs, violence Damon Torrance x oc! This is a Devil's Night fanfic. All right go to Penelope Douglas, I only own Juliet Thorne and her plot.

── You are my reason ⋆.˚ in which Vendera Graham, the girl with quiet scars, storm-born eyes, and a mind like glass- sharpened, beautiful, always on the edge- spent her life trying not to break what little light she had left. She once said she didn't want to ruin the happy version of him. But the boy who came back to her was already ruined- drunk, high, hurting. And still, somehow, she found the version of him she could love in every dark corner. The real him. The better him. 𝘞𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘎𝘳𝘢𝘺𝘴𝘰𝘯 𝘐𝘐𝘐. ⋆.˚ or in which 𝘞𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘎𝘳𝘢𝘺𝘴𝘰𝘯 𝘐𝘐𝘐, with shadowed eyes, ruin beneath his ribs, and control stitched into every grin, spirals too long in silence only to realize the thing he's always needed was never the escape, never the noise, but her. The reason he comes home. ⋆. 𐙚 ̊ "You were always the happy one. I didn't want to be the reason that changed." - Vendera ⋆. 𐙚 ̊ "Then let me be the reason you believe in happy, too." - Will warnings: sexual themes, abuse, strong language, rape, drugs, violence Will Grayson III x oc! This is a Devil's Night fanfic. All right go to Penelope Douglas, I only own Vendera Graham and her plot.

𝓑𝓸𝓸𝓴 𝓸𝓷𝓮 𝓸𝓯 '𝓣𝓗𝓔 𝓕𝓞𝓤𝓡 𝓗𝓞𝓡𝓢𝓔𝓜𝓔𝓝' 𝓼𝓮𝓻𝓲𝓮𝓼 18+, smut warning... It was supposed to be revenge but the lust for her was getting stronger, even if he was supposed to hate her but he couldn't. He's her slave, her's to serve... His love for her may ruin friendship's between the four horsemen but he won't stop till she's his and has his lust at bay while she tries to distract herself away from her shadow to date his younger brother... Penelope douglas character's and original series... Michael Crist×Y/n My changes. 1#Horsemen 5#Michael 8#Penelopedouglas 8#Willgraysoniii 16#Devilsnightseries 60#Devilsnight 73#Kaimori

Alica Nokav had always fight to survive. She decided from an early age not to believe in love or kindness. Because people were love you wouldn't treat you like you were nothing. So she taught her to feel nothing, and became strong. She tried to escape her past and moved to Thunder Bay, and she wanted to start a new life. But then everyone turned around and her past caught up with her faster than she thought. And suddenly she met a guy who would change her whole life. Damon Torrance had always to fight with demons. Demons in his head and demons in his life. He never believed in love anymore since Winter Ashby send him to jail. After prison he became a complete different person. Damon Torrance knew that he was fucked up, but he didn't care. But he didn't expect that he would care, when he meet a blonde girl who would turn his whole life upside down.

𝓑𝓾𝓽 𝓘 𝓪𝓵𝔀𝓪𝔂𝓼 𝓴𝓷𝓮𝔀 𝓽𝓱𝓪𝓽 𝓲𝓷 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓮𝓷𝓭, 𝓷𝓸 𝓸𝓷𝓮 𝔀𝓪𝓼 𝓬𝓸𝓶𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓽𝓸 𝓼𝓪𝓿𝓮 𝓶𝓮 𝓢𝓸 𝓘 𝓳𝓾𝓼𝓽 𝓹𝓻𝓪𝔂𝓮𝓭, 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓘 𝓴𝓮𝓮𝓹 𝓹𝓻𝓪𝔂𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓹𝓻𝓪𝔂𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓹𝓻𝓪𝔂𝓲𝓷𝓰 -𝓔𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓵 𝓒𝓪𝓲𝓷

He's fire and fists. She's silence and scars. And neither of them knows how to be loved. Dag Torrance was born into chaos. With a legacy soaked in power, rage, and blood, he was never supposed to fall for someone like Leah-quiet, careful, and carrying a darkness she never speaks about. Leah doesn't do boys like Dag. She doesn't do anyone, really. Not since the world got too loud and her body became a war zone. But there's something in the way Dag watches her-like she's not fragile, like she's worth breaking the rules for. He's a boxer with bruised hands and heavier secrets. She's a girl trying to disappear without anyone noticing. And when their paths collide, it's slow. Tense. Addictive. But love doesn't come easy for people like them. And if they're not careful, they'll destroy the one good thing they never meant to find. ⸻ Devils Night 2 gen. Dag Torrance x