𝒋𝒂𝒙 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒔𝒄𝒂𝒓𝒍𝒆𝒕𝒕 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒅𝒖𝒂𝒍 𝒑𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒍𝒔 𝒊𝒇 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒈𝒐𝒆𝒔 𝒐𝒇𝒇, 𝒔𝒐 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 scarlett left charming on a bad note, but after her brother is put in jail for a year, she decides to return to her home town. jax teller isn't exactly thrilled to see her back. . . . jax teller x fem!oc sons of anarchy season one , completed season two , currently writing . . . i do not own anything to do with SOA. my ocs and their plot lines are my own. please don't steal or translate any of my work without my permission.

(This is not a fanfic) There are secrets that burn more than fire. For me the secret has a first and last name, not to mention he shares drinks with my father in the living room. And obsessive attraction consumed in secret, where every touch is a betrayal and every confession is made in whispers.

There's a lot of secrets that live in this house, so many bad things happened that would give you nightmares. After a tragedy that changed the community forever the house was abandoned. Luke is a ghost who is bound to this house he can't leave and he can't move on until he get closure. Now after all this time someone is finally moving in. My name is Jess, People think I'm weird I guess because I'm antisocial but if they knew the reason why I am the way I am they would understand . My aunt thought moving to a new town a "fresh start" would be good for me but the new house is super creepy and I feel as if I'm going crazy I swear there's a boy living in this house with us but no one can see him but me.

A sequel to 'Americana' Some loves become legend. Some legacies become wounds. Stella Grace Rogers was born beside a legend-but legends were never what broke her. Love was. The world knew her as Americana: Steve Rogers' twin sister, original Avenger, the woman with the Liberty Ring and blood on her hands enough to make history remember her. But history never learned the truth. It never learned how much of Stella was built around two boys from Brooklyn- one born with her, one who chose her-and how both of them left scars that no war ever could. Because Bucky Barnes came back. Then vanished. Then came back again. And after seventy lost years, five more stolen in ash and silence should have been enough to kill whatever was left of them. It wasn't. Some loves are too stubborn to die. Some loves crawl out of wreckage with their teeth bared. Some loves look like Bucky relearning Stella's laugh, Stella relearning the shape of his hands, and both of them trying to build a life in the aftermath of every version of the world ending. But healing has never been simple for the people history won't stop touching. Steve's shield still casts a shadow. The Avengers are becoming something new, something she doesn't know how to forgive. Sam Wilson is her partner now, steady where she is fire, and together they protect a legacy that no longer feels clean in their hands. And Bucky sees all of it. He sees the way Stella sneers at the shield instead of admitting it hurts. The way she acts like Steve's name means nothing, when really it means too much. But Bucky Barnes has always known the truest thing about Stella Rogers: she can survive anything except being asked not to feel. And when the past rises again, Stella will have to choose what to protect-the anger that kept her alive, or the love that kept her his. Because the world may belong to Captain America. But Bucky Barnes has always belonged to Stella Grace Rogers.​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​

She's panting, flushed and breathless like something from another century. It hurts to look at her, so stunningly alive in a way he isn't. Almost smiling, too. She has the kind of lips that need undiluted devotion. "You've always looked at me," she breathes. Yes, and he finds himself thinking about ruin. The right kind, like his knuckles against her jaw to shake her apart. Freedom. Maybe in another life, he brushes the hair off her shoulder and whispers, 'Eyes on me.' Maybe in another life, they have time. 𝑫𝒐 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓 𝒊𝒕? 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒄𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒎𝒔 𝒃𝒆𝒕𝒘𝒆𝒆𝒏 𝒔𝒊𝒍𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒆. She isn't his to protect. He's a cop, she's taken, and rules are rules. But Faro Wyatt has mapped every freckle on her nose and dreamt of the oceans in her eyes. His resolve is weakening. So when the radio crackles with a single call, he's breaking every rule from here on out. C O N T A I N S : ❤︎ mature content ❤︎ morally dark-grey mmc ❤︎ violence/abuse ❤︎ men yearning No cheating Copyright © 2025-present Laurel Montaze (immoralLaurel). This body of work (story, characters, ideas) is available exclusively on Wattpad. If you're viewing it on a different website/platform or under a different username, it has been illegally stolen. Please notify the original author. © All Rights Reserved Updates: at least once every 2 weeks (hopefully more)

𝘉𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴. I was so breathless. My lungs had been heaving since I bumped into Malakai Eros. That man was 𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘧𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨. So terrifying he had me blushing. _______________________ When Malakai Eros follows in his father's footsteps, he doesn't realize it leads him straight into the chaos of the past. He's worked and labored for the approval, yet something still stands out about him. Malakai is focused on one thing and one thing only, yet something catches his attention in the eye of the storm. Elodie Merritt is on her own, fighting through the darkness in hopes of finding what has been lost. Throughout her search, she finds something she would have never expected. Is it always black or white? _______________________ 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘣𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥 𝘢𝘴 𝘢 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘢𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘰𝘳 𝘢 𝘴𝘦𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘭 𝘵𝘰 𝘓𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘶𝘢𝘨𝘦

✧ 𝐁𝐑𝐎𝐎𝐊𝐋𝐘𝐍 𝐋𝐎𝐌𝐁𝐀𝐑𝐃𝐈 (𝐀𝐋𝐃𝐄𝐍) ✧ When I was six I was kidnapped and taken away from my family for seven months. Thirteen years later and I have little to no memory of who had taken me. Ever since then my father has been severely overprotective and never lets me out of his sight. Now that I'm somewhat on my own everything starts to change. When I finish high school and start attending New York University my life takes a turn, for better and for worse. They're back. ☆ 𝐀𝐋𝐄𝐗𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑 𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑 ☆ Years ago we found our little angel. She just so happened to be in the wrong place at the wrong time. She was the light in our lives, until one day we lost her again. Thirteen years later and we still mourn the loss of our sweetheart, but we found her once, we will do it again. I am the head of the Russian mafia, or a professor at NYU depending who you ask. One day I raise my head to look around at the sea of students and my eyes lock on a familiar pair of ocean blue irises. ★ 𝐇𝐀𝐘𝐃𝐄𝐍 𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐄𝐋𝐋 ★ I'm a heartless killer and offer no apologies for it. As the head of the Russian mafia along with being the CEO to a multibillion dollar company, my life is nothing but darkness. During the day I'm an office man, at night my knife slashes through the necks of anyone I can get my hands on. Killing is my outlet, ever since I lost her. It helps me keep my anger in check. I've never stopped looking for her. We've come close multiple times, but each time came out unsuccessful. As I put a bullet in the head of my ex-guard, Alex comes rushing into the room, and the look on his face says it all. He found her. Start: July 4th End: ///

Sequel • Worth Fighting For It is commonly known and spoken that time heals all wounds. But what they don't tell you is that those wounds remain, leaving behind a plastic film of torment and affliction with those subconscious memories nudging you like an old friend from the past. It can be four years. Four years of moving on and thinking that you're healed with the replacement and reminder of a child you couldn't love more even if you tried. Savannah had herself convinced that she'd moved on from Joshua Parker, but she was not too naïve to know that even if wounds heal, they will leave behind the scar that can't be forgotten about as easily as you would think.

in which charlotte carrera finds herself more conflicted than she has ever been in her entire life. rafe cameron x fem! oc || seasons one + two + three + four of outer banks! started: 08.14.21 finished: tbd

With Sophie newly turned, the world is sharper, louder, and far more dangerous than she ever imagined. Her newborn bloodlust threatens to consume her, pulling her toward something wild and uncontrollable at the worst possible time-her sister's wedding. But when Bella's life takes an unexpected and terrifying turn, Sophie is forced to choose. The hunger can wait. Family cannot. As Bella fights for her life and the life of her unborn child, Sophie sets aside her instincts and stands beside her, fiercely protective of the choice Bella refuses to give up. But their defiance does not go unnoticed. When the Volturi learn of the child, they send a warning. And when that warning comes at the expense of someone she loves, Rosalie is forced to make an impossible choice-one that could cost her everything she's tried so hard to protect. With Aro's patience wearing thin and the Cullens continuing to defy the rules that govern their world, a battle is no longer a question of if... but when.