𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝟐 𝐎𝐅 𝐀𝐉 & 𝐂𝐀𝐓𝐇 AJ Lynch. The boy I fell in love with when I was barely old enough to understand what love really was-and somehow, impossibly, the man I'm still in love with now. Everything with him feels like a fairytale most days. But there's one thing. One very shiny, very specific thing he hasn't done yet. He hasn't asked. And I'd be lying if I said I don't notice. I do. I notice every pause, every almost-moment, every time his hand lingers in his pocket like he's checking something's still there. I tell myself not to rush him, not after everything we've survived. Because old shadows have a way of resurfacing when you least expect them-quiet, heavy, unresolved. And when they creep back into view, even fairytales hold their breath. *** Catherine Biggs. The most beautiful woman I have ever seen in my entire life. Strong. Sharp. Soft where it matters. The python herself, coiled confidence and quiet fire. I know she's waiting. I know she deserves the question. The ring. The promise spoken out loud. And it is coming. Soon. But old shadows don't disappear just because you're happy now. They linger at the edges, reminding you of what you almost lost, what you barely survived. And when they step back into view, even the bravest man needs a moment to steady himself-because when I ask her, I want nothing standing between us. Not fear. Not ghosts. Not the past.

This story includes a girl,Ember Biggs, who up in till she was eight in happiness laughing with her twin brother, Hugh, and smiling with her little sister,Claire, always being known as the strong sister, until nobody knew how strong she was. when her twin brother and her would hang with the boy next door Gibsie having fun and kicking a ball around one day and the next we were burying his father and little sister and a couple months after that we found out his mother was remarrying and in came his horrible step-father and step-brother. Ember didn't feel comfortable near the step-brother always hiding behind her twin brother, when one day he wasn't there and with the help of her mother she found she had a disease and her mother told the gibbons/Allan family, mark Allan came to her room the next day telling her he would fix her. He didn't do such thing but after brain washed and she couldn't fight back with her illness she couldn't move and when her best friend passed, she fell deep in a hole not even her loved ones could get her out of. And in the end the only person who reached the rope down to her was the boy who had his own problem and was on the opposite playing pitch,Joey Lynch. Will he be able to pull her out or will he be like everyone else and cut the rope thinner. Joey Lynch x femoc

When little miss, 'I can do it myself' meets mr 'sit your pretty ass down.' Daniella: Have you ever been so wildly attracted to someone that you can actually feel a connection pulling you to them? Because that's what Patrick Feely was to me. I was entangled in the invisible string that pulled us together and I didn't know how to escape. Patrick: I knew in this moment that the girl stood on the other side of the room will be my undoing, my ruin... and I'm going to savour every fucking second of it. OC x Patrick Feely *Currently, ongoing but a majority of the story is written but just needs editing and publishing. I plan for weekly updates*

"'til Brooklyn sinks." She entered the world in the same breath as a legend-Stella Grace Rogers, twin sister to Captain America. A fighter, a flame, laughter caught in her lungs and bruises etched into her knuckles. Long before the world christened her Americana, she was only Brooklyn's brightest spark-Bucky Barnes' whole, unshakable heart. Bucky was Steve's friend first. Stella's second. But somewhere between the teasing glances and the stolen dances, he fell-hard, helpless-for the girl with a golden heart and fire burning through her bones. They were young. They were in love. They were engaged to be married. And then the war split everything wide open. Seventy years later, history remembers her as Americana: the woman with the vibranium liberty ring, the unyielding icon, a legacy carved in blood and sacrifice. But behind the title remains the girl who never stopped grieving the boy with the metal arm-the boy who once swore her forever. She burned bright. He was forged into a weapon. And now, as the past rises again from the ice, all that endures is the love that time could never bury. Some ghosts wear dog tags. Some wear diamond rings. -Set during Captain America: The First Avenger, Captain America: The Winter Soldier, Captain America: Civil War, Avengers: Infinity War, The Falcon and The Winter Soldier, and some Avengers: Endgame -long book, buckle up for the ride. #1 in jamesbuchananbarnes 11.5.25 #1 in thewintersoldier 11.6.25 #1 in original character 9.24.25 #1 in marvelfanfic 12.7.25 #2 in buckybarnes 12.1.25 #2 in captianamerica 10.13.25 #3 in captainamerica 10.11.25 #4 in captainamerica 11.6.25 #5 in jamesbuchananbarnes 11.2.25

Johnny Kavanagh and Aisling Walsh both have very clear and direct roads for their futures, but when their paths cross, the directions seem to change for both of them. Will they end up as a havoc to one another's plans? Or will they mend one another? Started: November 6th 2024 Published: January 1st 2025 Finished: ONGOING NOT MY ORIGINAL BOOK, JUST A FANFIC BASED OFF THE SERIES 'Boys Of Tommen' BY CHLOE WALSH.

Born from a forbidden love and raised under the watchful eye of royalty, Lilliana-the Queen's dazzling niece-was never meant to be ordinary. She speaks the harsh truth, walks with purpose, and keeps her heart guarded behind a thousand secrets. When she crosses paths with the charming big brother of her new friend, Lilliana finds herself entangled in a dangerous game. Anthony Bridgerton: sharp-tongued, stubborn, and impossible to ignore. What begins as a battle of wit and will, quickly turns into something more -a slow-burning tension that threatens to unravel them both. The next question lingers in the air, heavy with intrigue and possibility-Can love truly flourish this season? Only time shall tell, dear readers, and I think that even the most guarded hearts cannot escape the heave of fate.

raising some kind of breeze definition: up to some mischief mischief always finds its way to Charity Stanhope whenever Anthony Bridgerton is involved

They say the hardest battles are the ones fought for alone. That's a lie. The hardest battle is realizing you've gone from needing a hero to survive the day, to finally owning the quiet, terrifying strength it takes to build a future that is not just yours, but ours. We had our ambitions: his on the pitch, mine in the track. We had our timeline, drawn up neatly and logically, ready for the world of grown-ups. But the world laughs at timelines. It laughs when a simple twist of fate changes the whole equation. The craving had been intoxicating. The needing was a lifeline. But this? This was undeniably, completely, mine.

𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐉𝐨𝐡𝐧𝐧𝐲 𝐊𝐚𝐯𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐠𝐡 𝐩𝐮𝐭𝐬 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐭𝐨𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐊𝐲𝐫𝐚'𝐬 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐧 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭.

I had never needed anyone. I didn't know what it was like to need a person until I met him. I needed him. He looked at me as if there was something inside me worth looking at. I hated him for it. Why? Because I could see myself loving him. If only things had happened differently.