⚠️ Mature Story 18+ | This fic is set in 2030 | Updates every Monday at 12 AM GST (8 PM UTC, Sundays) Max Verstappen never expected to spend retirement surrounded by glitter glue, pancake disasters, and a five-year-old who thinks "overtaking" applies to bedtime. But here he is, an eight-time world champion turned grumpy dad haunting the karting tracks of his youth, wearing a hoodie of nostalgia and a frown that says please don't ask for an autograph. He's not here for closure. He's here because his daughter likes speed and because standing on the trackside hurts a little less than staying home alone with his regrets. Charles Leclerc didn't dream of coaching kindergarteners with oversized helmets and sugar highs. But a crash stole his career, and this karting track the fumes, the flags, the occasional crying parent is all he's got left. He smiles like it doesn't ache and teaches like he doesn't miss the rush. It's not the future he imagined, but it's something. They weren't best friends. Rivals? Sure. Occasional podium eye contact? Absolutely. But nothing ever happened, at least, not when it mattered. Now they're thirty-three, washed in nostalgia and worn down by everything unsaid. But when Max's hoodie ends up on Charles, when Lilly calls him her "other dad," when burnt toast becomes breakfast and stolen glances linger too long, maybe it's not about racing anymore. Maybe it's about healing. About family. About bad coffee and slow mornings and one last shot at something they never let themselves want. Maybe love doesn't roar at 200mph. Maybe, this time, it tiptoes in through the kitchen door. ~~~ I grew up on F1 but don't expect realism. Expect mess. Bad decisions. Vibes over plot. I have no idea how this happened. One second, I'm vibing. Next, I'm writing a Max/Charles fic with sad dad energy, karting trauma, and chaotic Carlando lurking in the background like gremlins.

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆: 𝟏𝟖 + [𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐭 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭] ━━━ ❝ Kill me then! But do not curse me for loving. ❞ Charles Leclerc is the second-son of the king of Middon, but sudden unfortunate circumstances unfolded by his own decisions lead him into being kidnapped and sold off as a slave in a sourthen kingdom who is then bought and given as a gift to the new barbaric conquerer: King Max of house Verstappen.

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆: 𝟏𝟖 + [𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐭 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭] Lando and Carlos find themselves on a Summer Break adventure in the name of team bonding, but will they find themselves in a precarious situation or two?

❝𝐈 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐨 𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐝, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐩 𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐨.❞ - 𝘪𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘩: 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘭𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘢𝘹 𝘣𝘰𝘵𝘩 𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘬 𝘵𝘰 𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘦 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘶𝘮𝘢 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘱𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘴, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘷𝘦𝘴 𝘶𝘱 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘺𝘦𝘢𝘳 𝘺𝘦𝘵... 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘵𝘰 𝘳𝘦𝘭𝘺 𝘰𝘯 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘴 𝘪𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘴.

There are two religions in italy. There's the catholic church and there's ferrari. In ferrari, there are two teammates who have nothing in common. Il predestinato "the chosen one" Il diavolo rosso "the red devil" But it wasn't always like this. Can the 'angel' and the 'devil' of formula one fight against all shades of red? rivalry, blood and madness, till they reach the shade of love? Tropes: Rivals To Lovers Forced Proximity Friends To Lovers Warning: Mature Content 18+ #2 in rivalstolovers

I loved him, and there were times he loved me too. When the cameras were off and the lights were low, Lando Norris really did love me. I have to believe that otherwise what else do I have to hold on to? - Evelyn Verstappen was the younger sister of World Champion, Max Verstappen and widely known for it across the grid. Lando Norris was the biggest competitor and rival to defend the World Champion against winning another title and the Verstappen family hated him because of it. They deemed him cocky, unprofessional, a bad sportsman and a cheat and the topic of nearly every family dinner. Unfortunately, Evelyn felt very differently about Lando than the rest of her family. -------------------------- I watched you for so long that season. I watched you when I knew nobody else was looking and I watched you when I knew I'd be caught. But I couldn't help it. You were, in every aspect of the word, our rival. My brothers biggest competitor. My teams largest pain the arse. And there was a time there, a very short amount of time, that I thought I had you. I must of had you. Right? I didn't imagine it? The touches, the whispered words, the stolen glances. They happened. They were real? Weren't they? You said you loved me, and I believed you. But did you mean them for me? Or was it just a strategy to get ahead in the game? But I know I'm not crazy, I didn't imagine the feelings I felt, I didn't imagine the electricity. You loved me, even if only for a moment. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ALL EVENTS AND PEOPLE IN THIS STORY ARE FOR ENTERTAINMENT PURPOSES ONLY AND I MEAN NO OFFENCE TO THE REAL MEMBERS OF THE VERSTAPPEN AND NORRIS FAMILY. THE CHARACTERS IN THIS STORY ARE COMPLETELY FICTIONAL AND THEIR ACTIONS AND PERSONALITIES ARE FOR NARRATIVE PURPOSES ONLY --------------------------- * sexual content * mature themes * course language

A short Lestappen fanfiction. For Charles Leclerc, the year 2023 was difficult in several ways. What will happen? We will see...

Teammates? Yes. Friends? Debatable. Soulmates who flirt like enemies, fake date for PR, and somehow make half the F1 grid their personal chaos witnesses? Oh absolutely. Lando Norris and Oscar Piastri are everything except normal. One scandalous photo, one fake relationship deal, and suddenly the two most insufferably hot idiots on the grid are pretending to be in love - except the pretending gets weirdly real when Oscar starts calling Lando "baby" with teeth and Lando keeps accidentally moaning when Oscar touches him. Between jealous drivers, group chat disasters, very public flirt-fights, and several unsupervised hotel rooms, it's clear one of them is going to snap. And when they do? Oh, it's going to be glorious. ---

"You made me feel something again - you brought me back to life." Max Verstappen, reigning Formula One champion, is devastated when a tragic call leaves him to care for his young nephews. Struggling with grief, he steps away from racing and isolates himself, trying to hold his shattered life together. Charles Leclerc, his somehow friend but mainly rival, is shocked by Max's withdrawal from the sport. While being on the peak of his performance, he sees Max spiral into despair. Charles is determined to help him heal, risking everything to bring Max back to life, and maybe, to love. In the high-octane world of Formula One, where every second counts, two souls are drawn together by love, loss, and the hope of healing. Will Charles be able to break through Max's walls and help him rediscover the joy of life, or will fear and heartache keep them apart?

"I never imagined that love could feel so forbidden and yet so right." As Crown Prince of Monaco, Charles led a life full of duty and tradition. But when he meets Max, he suddenly goes off the rails and questions everything he ever knew about love and royal expectations. Can he dare to follow his heart, even if it means breaking the rules? In the fast-paced world of Formula 1, Max has always focused on racing and avoided the limelight of fame and media. But when he meets Charles, everything changes. Known for his confidence and rule-breaking attitude, he is fascinated by the prince's calm demeanor. Suddenly he is curious about a world beyond the racetrack.