Mattheo gripped her wrists, not to pull her closer, but to hold her at bay. His knuckles were white. "Consider me dead." He whispered, his eyes swimming with a pain so deep it looked like drowning. "Because I would rather you hate me and be alive than love me and be buried. Next year... there is no 'us.'" He let go of her wrists as if her skin had burned him. The silence that followed was heavier than the shouting, the kind of silence that happens right after a fuse has run out, but before the world actually ends. "You're a coward." She whispered, the word hit him harder than the shove did after he had let go of her wrists. Her eyes were burning with unshed tears. "You're so fucking afraid of losing me that you're willing to get yourself killed." Mattheo flinched as if she'd slapped him. For a second, the boy she loved flickered in his eyes, longing, desperate, and terrified. Then, his expression went dead. The shutters came down, leaving him looking like a marble statue of a prince who had already lost his kingdom. "Call me whatever you want." He said, his voice terrifyingly calm. "But stay away from me. If you see me in the corridors, turn around. If I look at you, look away. From this moment on, I don't know you." He turned to leave, his cloak billowing behind him like a funeral shroud. The explosives had gone off, just like they always did between them. But this time, there was no smoke to clear, no thrill in the aftermath. There was only the smell of burnt air and the realization that Parker was standing in the middle of a ruin he had built as an attempt to keep her from harm. Ranking #1 mattheoriddle 24-02-2026 #1 riddle 19-04-2026 #2 slow burn 01-04-2026

Headlines: A Social Media Story with Jacob Elordi. Will their love endure the digital storm?

𝘮𝘺 𝘱𝘢𝘪𝘯 𝘧𝘪𝘵𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘢𝘭𝘮 𝘰𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘧𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘻𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥... 𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘦, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘪𝘵'𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘢𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳... The Malfoy's have decided it's time for Draco to settle down, eyeing the Ravenclaw pureblood he invited to their annual Christmas party. Unswayed by Draco's insistence that he and Grace are only friends, the Malfoy's and the Abbot's are in agreement: the two make a perfect match. The only issue? Draco doesn't agree, and neither does Theodore Nott.

In Los Angeles, Elena Evers was once the only rookie to survive Tim Bradford at Mid-Wilshire Division. After her training, he even left his role as TO so they could become partners, until a sudden event pushed her to leave for Chicago. Years later, she returns as a detective. This time, they're equals... and the feelings they never faced might finally catch up to them. What if the partner he trained becomes the woman he falls in love with?

"This isn't how I imagined it going." "Neither did I, but I'm kind of enjoying it." started: 5/29/2025 finished: ???

are you my soulmate, angel? season 2 - ?( fezco x oc ) midnighteblues 2021. sequel to cinderella

She said she can't feel her face Yeah right now I can't feel my heart Euphoria Fem Oc X Male Oc.

❝ just like a star across my sky, just like an angel off the page. ❞ a vogue fashion director and a hollywood actor cross paths during a last minute magazine cover shoot. what starts as a professional clash moves into something intimate, complicated, and impossible to ignore. 🏅#1 in jacobelordi - jan. '26 fem!oc x jacob elordi lowercase intended july 31 - march 31, 2026

heartbreak high had been the type of school to always have drama floating around. something would happen, someone would hook up, or a rumor would pop up and you'd hear about it by second period. the thing is that fancy never expected that she'd be on the opposing end of it, at least not to this extent. what happens when her and her best friend's lives get turnt upside down because their deepest secret gets exposed on the first day of their 11th year. (harper mclean x fem!oc) (season one - season three) i do not own heartbreak high. all rights belong to netflix and the writers.

𝗨𝗟𝗧𝗥𝗔-𝗩𝗜𝗢𝗟𝗘𝗡𝗖𝗘 ; extreme or excessive violence. As is so often the case in films of this kind, the ultraviolence is denounced as obscene and demeaning, but the film makers-and the audiences-clearly enjoy each sick and sickening sensation.