꣑ৎ ۫ ׅ𓂃 𝐃𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐒 ⟡ ──── 𑣲⋆ ❝ 𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑠𝑒𝑐𝑟𝑒𝑡 𝑚𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑠 𝑖𝑛 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑐𝑟𝑜𝑤𝑑𝑒𝑑 𝑟𝑜𝑜𝑚 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑦 𝑔𝑜𝑡 𝑛𝑜 𝑖𝑑𝑒𝑎 𝑎𝑏𝑜𝑢𝑡 𝑚𝑒 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝑖𝑠 𝑎𝑛 𝑖𝑛𝑑𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛 𝑖𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑠ℎ𝑎𝑝𝑒 𝑜𝑓 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑚𝑎𝑑𝑒 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑚𝑎𝑟𝑘 𝑜𝑛 𝑚𝑒, 𝑎 𝑔𝑜𝑙𝑑𝑒𝑛 𝑡𝑎𝑡𝑡𝑜𝑜 ❞ ᥫ᭡.ִֶָ𓂃𝓔mera 𝓖raham. A twenty-year-old sophomore at Briar University majoring in Criminal Psychology and Criminology. She had one goal, and one goal only. Graduate. Build the career she'd dreamed about since she was a little girl. Leave behind the town, the memories, and the ghosts that had followed her for far too long. No distractions. No heartbreak. Definitely no falling for her older brother's best friend. She'd spent years carefully building a life of her own. One lecture, one exam, one research proposal at a time. Independent. Ambitious. Determined. Until Dean Di Laurentis made forgetting him impossible. ᯓ★ 𝓓ean 𝓓i 𝓛aurentis. Golden Boy of Briar University's hockey team. Campus heartthrob. Professional flirt. The guy every girl wanted and every guy wanted to be. Dean lived for hockey, loud music, late nights, and making memories with his three best friends: Garrett, Logan, and Tucker. Life had always come easily to him. Until it didn't. Because sometimes the strongest people break the hardest. What happens when the one person you've been told is off limits becomes the only person who ever feels like home? When first love collides with impossible timing...when grief changes everything...and when loving someone means deciding whether to hold on...or let

Sloan DiLaurentis didn't mean to find a home in Briar's hockey house. But somewhere between the midnight kitchen conversations, shared hoodies, and Beau Maxwell showing up at her door every night asking to cuddle, the house-and the people inside it-started feeling like hers. Beau was never supposed to be more than harmless flirting. Except now he knows her coffee order, sleeps better beside her, and looks at her like she's his favorite thing in the world. And Sloan's starting to realize she might feel the same way. Too bad keeping secrets in a house full of hockey players is almost impossible. Especially when everyone already knows they're in love. Everyone except Dean.

Madison Graham was never good at keeping secrets. Especially from her brother. But what happens when she grows closer to someone she is definitely not supposed to? Someone that Garrett himself has forbidden from touching her. John Logan x OC

ꕤ₊˚︵ 𝐂𝐀𝐒𝐔𝐀𝐋 ─── ໒꒱ ✧˖° ❝ 𝑖 𝑘𝑛𝑜𝑤, "𝑏𝑎𝑏𝑦, 𝑛𝑜 𝑎𝑡𝑡𝑎𝑐ℎ𝑚𝑒𝑛𝑡" 𝑏𝑢𝑡 𝑤𝑒'𝑟𝑒 𝑘𝑛𝑒𝑒 𝑑𝑒𝑒𝑝 𝑖𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑝𝑎𝑠𝑠𝑒𝑛𝑔𝑒𝑟 𝑠𝑒𝑎𝑡, 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑦𝑜𝑢'𝑟𝑒 𝑒𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑚𝑒 𝑜𝑢𝑡 𝑖𝑠 𝑖𝑡 𝑐𝑎𝑠𝑢𝑎𝑙 𝑛𝑜𝑤? ❞ She doesn't know how to let go. He doesn't do girlfriends. Valerie Montgomery is exhausted. Exhausted of the cheating. The screaming matches. The humiliation. The revolving door relationship she can't seem to escape with Briar University football star Aaron Carter. So after one betrayal too many, Valerie decides she needs one thing: A distraction. Enter Garrett Graham. Briar U's hockey golden boy has rules when it comes to women, no attachments, no sleepovers, no feelings. With the pressure of being legendary hockey player Phill Graham's son crushing him from every angle, Garrett only has time for hockey and sex. Valerie should've been temporary. And Garrett should've been easy. But somewhere between late-night hookups, bruising chemistry, and the quiet moments neither of them were supposed to care about, lines begin to blur. Because the problem with pretending not to feel anything...is eventually, you do. And when toxic love comes back demanding another chance, Valerie is forced to decide what hurts more: Losing Aaron or risking Garrett.

➜ "You gonna keep talking," he said, his voice a calm whisper, almost teasing, "or let me kiss you?" In a city carved by violence and loyalty, Evelyn Harrow was never meant to fall for Thomas Shelby. But desire doesn't follow rules. And love was never part of the plan. ────୨ৎ────────୨ৎ────────୨ৎ──── Birmingham, 1919. Evelyn Harrow arrives in the smoky heart of the city with one mission: spy on Tommy Shelby and bring down the Peaky Blinders from within. Daughter of a ruthless gang kingpin, she is trained to be a weapon-cold and calculating. But as Evelyn delves deeper into the Shelby world, the lines between duty and desire blur. When love threatens to undo her carefully constructed allegiance, Evelyn must choose: loyalty to her family... or the man who might be her only salvation.

You, Katrina Sparks, are a paramedic. Your cool demeanor, accurate assessments and unorthodox treatments catch Robby's attention first then Jack's. It doesn't hurt that you're stunning. But they can't be distracted by you when they have been not so patiently waiting for their third soulmate. The name that's been scrawled across Robby's ribs and Jack's thigh forever. But damn are you tempting. This fic depicts a three-way soulmate bond between two males and one female. If this will bother you do not read. This story features a named reader. You are still you, you just have the name I gave you. I do not even pretend this is close to medically accurate. complete at 60k

New hospital, new people, new shift. Forrest Whitaker was ready to start again. She'd be a new ER attending in PTMC, after a year of sabbatical following PittFest, she was more than ready to get back into action. What she didn't count on was for a certain past from coming back to haunt her... right on her shift - Updates once a day!

When Dakota Jean moves back to her hometown in Pittsburgh, she soon finds herself in the chaos of The Pitt. OC X MICHAEL ROBINAVITCH Book One

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They say chaos always finds chaos... but what happens when it meets calm? When Layla transfers into East Highland, she's nothing like the storm that surrounds Nate Jacobs. She doesn't chase attention, doesn't fear silence, and definitely doesn't bend under pressure. Where others see danger in Nate, Layla sees something deeper, something fractured, something fighting to breathe beneath the control. And somehow... he feels it too. Drawn to her quiet strength in a way he can't explain, Nate finds himself unraveling, his anger softening, his control slipping, his world shifting. Because Layla isn't just another girl in his story. She's the pause in his chaos. The voice that steadies him. The only thing standing between him... and complete destruction. But being someone's anchor comes with a price. And the question is- will Layla save Nate Jacobs... or drown with him?