When Ana confronts her new neighbour after being kept up all night by his sex noises, she's mortified to discover he's none other than Freddie-the police officer who arrested her abusive ex-boyfriend last month. The pair interact only when necessary and do so with light-hearted insults and harmless pranks. But when a baby shows up on his doorstep with a note claiming to be his, Freddie suddenly needs his neighbour for more than just a casual flirt. They think their relationship is platonic, but when their attraction is no longer avoidable, they come up with one rule. Don't kiss. Everything else is up for grabs and if Ana can stick to that one rule, her heart will remain unbroken. She has no desire to fall in love and Freddie simply doesn't have time. They think it's the perfect agreement but when feelings intensify, it becomes clear their plan is failing. Secrets are unveiled. Hearts get broken. Love gets complicated.

The world knew Bruce Wayne as many things: a philanthropist, a billionaire, a silent guardian in the dark. But Atlas knew him as a set of rules. A series of cold, calculated decisions that prioritized the "mission" over the boy standing in the foyer of Wayne Manor. Six years ago, Atlas hadn't been given a choice. While Jason and Richard were groomed for the rooftops-trained in the art of the hero-Atlas had been handed a different fate. He was the one deemed too different, too difficult, or perhaps just too much of a reminder of Bruce's own failures. So, Bruce had sent him to the one place that promised to break a man down and rebuild him into a tool: the army. Six years. Two thousand, one hundred, and ninety days of "hell." Now, standing on the tarmac under a bruising gray sky, the transition felt like a physical weight. All around him, the air was thick with the sounds of reunion. Sobbing mothers, laughing wives, children screaming as they collided with their fathers' camouflaged chests. Atlas didn't move. He stood at attention, his spine a rigid line of steel, his gaze fixed on a point exactly six inches above the horizon. He was waiting. Not for a hug, not for a welcome, but for the one thing he had been trained to survive on. An order. "Atlas." ________________________ $-OC $-Batfam $-Original $-Black sheep of the family $-No ships [Art by me]

The war's over. The monsters are gone. The demigods can finally chill... right? Yeah, no. Instead of getting a break, they're shipped off to a magic school in the middle of nowhere-because apparently, wand-wavers need help. Now the demigods are stuck dodging enchanted staircases, nosy professors, and British gossip columns obsessed with their "royal status." Oh, and there's definitely something shady going on that nobody wants to talk about. Welcome to Hogwarts. Try not to start another war.

*Trigger Warning: Mention of su!cide, implied murder, and the foster system* Nico has had nightmares all his life. Nightmares of his family getting hurt. Nightmares of himself getting hurt. Of people running away. Of people dying. But he was always able to tell people about them. He was always able to get comfort. Until his life turned into an actual nightmare. He tried to tell someone. He tried to get his uncle put in prison for what he did, but he can't, and now his mother is dead, and his sister killed herself, and his father killed himself, and he's being put into foster care in Gotham city of all places, and his only hope of not doing that is to live with his distant family, who he'd never heard of before now. Traumatized, done with everything, and ready to run away, Nico joins the Waynes at the Manor. His whole family is gone. He isn't ready to deal with more. *** *** *** *Trigger Warnings will be in the chapters, there's gonna be a lot, just be warned* Cover isn't mine, I don't own any PJO, HOO, or DC plot or characters

Nico attempts a long-distance shadow-travel to visit Hazel, but his powers falter due to lingering exhaustion and the sheer emotional toll of the wars. Instead of Camp Jupiter, he lands in a dark, unfamiliar alleyway in a city unlike any he's known: Gotham. The sheer density of human despair and darkness in Gotham is overwhelming, almost physically painful for him. He encounters petty criminals or a low-level gang, instinctively using his powers to defend himself, but he's disoriented and vulnerable.

Leo and Festus crash in Gotham. Leo agrees to be fostered by Bruce Wayne. What's the worst that could happen? Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters. They are owned by Rick Riordan and DC respectively. Also, this is the first story I am writing/publishing on Wattpad. Please give feedback (if you want) and be nice about it. Trigger Warnings: Anxiety, panic attacks, cursing, mentions of abuse, mentions of death. (I will do my best to put warnings at the beginning of each chapter, but I will probably forget, Let me know if I should add a warning.)

Damian has an old two-way league communicator. It was a connection to his brother. A way to keep an eye on each other. That's not a problem, right? Well, it turns out that having your not-so-dead brother calling you first thing in the morning really cuts down your sleeping hours. Or: Dami thought Danny had died. Mother even told him so. So why is it years later that Danny calls for help While proceeding not to explain what he actually needs help with, is causing him so many problems

Waking up Peter finds himself in a new city and no memory of how he got there. The question is, where is Gotham and how did he get here? Little does he know that his new photographer job will lead to him to making new friends and maybe even something more. Another Peter in Gotham fic! Here's the discord for the fic! Just be nice! https://discord.gg/nkCdAKqp

When Leo invents the LPhone, not even the Fates could predict what would happen next. The answer is: absolute chaos. A PJO X Gotham story... Nico di Angelo didn't think anything of the person he accidentally texted, but when one of the Bat kids gets roped into the unhinged conversations of the demigods, it only goes downhill from there. Somehow, Nico and Leo end up working as a team to find the Bats, purely for no reason other than their own curiosity or entertainment. But from the Bat's point of view, a couple of threats entering Gotham calls for trouble. If you need a laugh, or love the chaos that comes with these types of stories you are going to love this! :D I glance to Tim, typing on the computer like a mad man. The voices came back, but there was a new one this time. "YOU STABBED HIM?!" Me and Tim's heads flew to the screen, but we still couldn't see anything. "IT WAS AN ACCIDENT!" "HOW? HOW THE HADES DO YOU CHASE SOMEONE, SWING A SWORD AT THEM, AND WHEN THEY GET IMPALED IT'S ON ACCIDENT?!" ***I do not own Percy Jackson or DC*** BEST RANKS: 1st sonofhades 2026 1st phones 2026 1st nicodiangelo 2026 1st pjo 2026 1st batman 2026

~COMPLETED~ The Justice League has formed as usual along with the Young Justice team the only difference? No one knows that the Bat and his many protégés exist at least not until they hear rumors of this Infamous Batman during a covert mission in the Bats Territory. Deciding to test out this myth and see if Gotham's Dark Knight actually exists they invite him to join the Justice League and after much convincing from his children he accepts the offer only to find that there's one young protégé who could use an escape from his very neglectful pseudo father. So what happens when the Bats Dad Mode is activated and he decides to adopt this young clone? Read to find out... ;) I don't own anything except for the Plot!! Dedicated to @Pantone_518 for giving me this wonderful idea I hope you enjoy it!