in which one tiktok catches an unexpected gaze, and everything refuses to stay simple. *complete. bonus chapter WIP Max Verstappen x Fem OC Famous x Non-Famous Social Media x Real Life Season 2025 onwards #1 netherlands #1 formulaone #2 socialmedia #1 drivers

The Scylla wasn't born a monster. She was once a beautiful woman admired by everyone, even the gods. Her beauty drew the attention of every wandering eye. But beauty in a myth brings envy. She was punished for rejection, cursed by a goddess out of spite. From above, she remained the girl she always was, ethereal, but from below the waist, she became something ancient, powerful, and feared. Turning her into what some say a monster, Some say a predator of the sea. Unable to return to the person she was before, Scylla retreated to the rocks of the Strait of Messina. Where she became a silent force, a legend, a product of pain. She did not lure. She did not seduce. She simply waited. Sim Morreti, a female in a male-dominated sport. The 20-year-old carried herself in a way that made people feel unsettled. She didn't crave the publicity, she didn't boast, she just was there - Silent , composed, calculated. But in the car, she developed a persona. Her driving was threatening but precise. Clean but violent. Unpredictable but well known. She waited, watched, and only struck when escape was impossible. In tight corners, she was lethal. In wheel‑to‑wheel combat, she was inevitable. Once she was behind you, you were already losing. Fans began whispering, interviews started questioning, and reporting had already spread. She was like a myth, elegant but deadly. An Italian journalist, watching her carve her name through the streets of Monaco, said: "She doesn't overtake, she devours. She's Scylla." The name stuck. She never denied it. She was a predator on the track. A legend before she had even signed for Formula One.

𝗦𝗪𝗢𝗥𝗗 | ❝Lost but I'm able to point you out from them.❞ - in which Oscar Piastri finds fake dating an Olympian a little too real BOOK TWO 1st in Formula One (FINISHED 7.10.2025-9.01.2026)

Helena Petrovic, Serbian tennis player with the title of being number 5 in the world Charles Leclerc, Monegasque formula 1 driver with the title of being the world driver champion What happens when the two both end up escaping from reality in a small beach town in Italy, where neither of them tell the other who they are. Away from social media, away from stress, living at the expense of their friends concerns to where they disappeared to This book does include SH, mental issues, mental/physical abuse, and eating disorders

❝𝘼𝙉 𝘼𝘿𝙑𝘼𝙉𝙏 𝘾𝘼𝙇𝙀𝙉𝘿𝙀𝙍 𝙁𝙄𝘾 - 𝙉𝙀𝙒 𝘾𝙃𝘼𝙋𝙏𝙀𝙍𝙎 𝙀𝘼𝘾𝙃 𝘿𝘼𝙔 𝙐𝙉𝙏𝙄𝙇 𝘾𝙃𝙍𝙄𝙎𝙏𝙈𝘼𝙎❞ Isabella Nguyen and Oscar Piastri grew up side by side on the same quiet Australian street-inseparable, chaotic, and full of wild dreams. At ten years old, minutes before Oscar left for Europe to chase a future in motorsport, they made a pact: when he reached Formula 1, they would meet again on Christmas, no matter what. They sealed it with stuffed animals and a pinky promise. Years passed. Life rewrote their paths. Oscar climbed through the racing ranks with single-minded devotion, carrying the memory of his best friend like a lucky charm. Isabella became a global content creator-filming, editing, posting, hustling-her childhood slowly blurring behind brand deals and deadlines. By Oscar's third F1 season, the promise had evaporated from Isabella's mind... until one night, half-asleep, she stumbled upon a TikTok of Oscar. His smile. His voice. His victory. Suddenly, everything she'd forgotten came crashing back: the pact, the Christmas lights, the goodbye hug that shattered her at ten years old. Except Oscar never forgot. But the realization hits her too late. The season is already over. The Abu Dhabi Grand Prix-the final race she should have gone to, the place their promise was meant to come full circle-has been over for weeks. The paddock is empty now. Oscar has already flown back to Monaco. The moment she was supposed to show up for... she missed it. And now Isabella faces a different mission entirely. She has to find him. Because to him, Isabella Nguyen is everything he remembers. And to her, Oscar Piastri is everything she forgot until now.

»»-----　★　-----«« her who falls in love with the boy who made her cut classes and him the ladies man of the paddock »»-----　★　-----«« "You can keep me from saying it but you know the truth Nathalie. We see it, others see it, except for the two of you." »»-----　★　-----«« an alternative universe Childhood Best Friends a f1 au c. leclerc x oc story All Rights Reserved

Do you ever think about falling?" Magnolia asked, her voice soft, almost lost in the hum of the city. Charles looked up at her, caught off guard by the question. "Falling?" She glanced out over the Monaco skyline, her eyes distant, as if weighing something heavy. "In ballet, they teach us how to fall before they teach us how to fly." She turned toward him, a quiet intensity in her gaze. "But in racing, you don't get that luxury, do you?" He sighed, holding his coffee a little tighter. "No. In racing, you just hope that when you fall... you survive it." Her lips curled slightly into a knowing, rueful smile. "Maybe that's why we're both so afraid of stopping."

Firoa and Charles keep on (almost) breaking up Her anxiety and his struggles with Ferrari aren't helping

Charles Leclerc - Formula one driver Eleanor Ashford - Lewis Hamilton race engineer Eleanor Ashford has spent years in the background - calm, precise, and deeply dedicated to her work as Lewis race engineer. She's never been one to seek the spotlight, especially not in matters of the heart. Charles Leclerc wasn't supposed to matter. But through quiet conversations, shared routines, and late-night chess games, something unspoken begins to grow. When past wounds resurface and pressure mounts both on and off the track, Eleanor and Charles must learn to navigate more than just race weekends - and face what's been building between them all along. ----- Charles Leclerc x OC Friends to lovers / smut / slow burn