Her heart had always betrayed her. Madeline grew up knowing it could stop at any moment - not from love, not from grief, but from a flaw stitched into her since birth. She learned to smile through hospital rooms, to hide the pills in her bag, to pretend the tremor in her chest was nothing more than nerves. And then there was Lando. Bright, reckless, full of speed and sunlight. He lived like tomorrow wasn't promised - while Madeline lived every day fearing it might be her last. Their worlds were never meant to cross. But when they did, the crash was inevitable. And beautiful. And dangerous. Because some hearts are too fragile to hold. And some loves burn too brightly to survive.

(+18) Lando Norris expected a teammate; he didn't expect a mystery. In the high-octane world of Formula 1, Oscar Piastri is a ghost in the machine; calculated, detached, and seemingly untouchable. But the walls around the him begin to crumble when Lando discovers Oscar's best-kept secret: behind the ice-cold exterior lies a man who has never let anyone close enough to touch him. Stunned by Oscar's unexpected innocence, Lando finds himself inexplicably drawn into his orbit. What starts as curiosity quickly turns into an obsession, with Lando finding every possible excuse to be by Oscar's side in the debrief rooms, the private jets, and the quiet corners of the paddock. As Lando pushes through the layers of Oscar's isolation, he realizes that melting the ice of a virgin heart is far more dangerous than any 300km/h corner

The villa was quiet except for the soft clink of cutlery and the gentle crash of the waves outside. Oscar and Lando had slaved over making pasta earlier, tossed with fresh garlic and sun-dried tomatoes. For Lando, the homemade food was a comforting luxury that time rarely afforded him, now that he had inherited the empire his father had left behind. A kingdom of shadows lay at his command, run on loyalty and power. Oscar was his right-hand, the lawyer who should have been worlds away from the danger of the mafia, was instead woven tightly into the thread of the empire. He cleaned up the messes, tied the loose ends, and was the sole reason behind the Norris empire being untouchable on paper. This was a frozen piece of time, where they let themselves be two men in love - the mafia boss and his lawyer, sitting across from each other, sharing a home-cooked meal. ------ Landoscar mafia au

Lando Norris isn't dying. That's what he keeps telling himself. He's just-tired. Too tired. The kind of tired that makes your hands tremble when you paint, that makes your world fade to white under fluorescent light. When he collapses in the middle of the street, it should've just been another headline: Campus art boy passes out, again. But that day, someone caught him-literally. A photography major with shaking hands and a camera still strapped to his neck. Oscar Piastri didn't mean to care. But he did. They meet again, the sunlight from the tall panes framed him in soft gold-Lando slumped over a desk, heartbeat uneven, breath too shallow. Oscar's voice cuts through the silence. "Sleep well." And somehow, Lando listens. He shouldn't feel anything. Not this warmth blooming in his chest. Not this quiet safety whenever Oscar looks at him like he's not fragile. "Why do you keep helping me?" Lando asks one day, voice cracking between guilt and hope. Oscar shrugs, eyes soft. "Because you keep falling." Then there's George-best friend, chaos incarnate-who would fight the whole hospital if he could. Feeling Max's quiet stare on him, George yanks Lando up to use him as a shield. "What?! You wanna fight, huh?!" His little fists tremble inside his cardigan sleeves. Max doesn't even blink. "Try me," the doctor deadpans, flipping a chart. Between sleepless nights, half-drunk cups of coffee, and the hum of a heart that beats too fast for its own good, Lando begins to draw again. And maybe-just maybe-he's learning how to live again, too. Because this time, when Oscar offers his hand, Lando doesn't pull away. a slow heartbeat turning into melody. a story about falling, again and again, and choosing to stay.

The death of Marias brother lead her partying, drinking, and drugs as a coping mechanism. Her parents gave her an ultimatum, it was rehab or taking a job which her godfather Toto had offered. Maria became Lewis Hamiltons PA. She has a close relationship with Lewis due to his friendship with her late brother. Soon enough all the drivers wanted a close relation to her but in a different way, especially Lando Norris. Past relationship hurt meant Maria refused to let herself get feelings for anyone as she couldn't face the heartbreak. Will the F1 lifestyle help Maria overcome her addictions or will it fuel it? Will she every try to bury her hurt and follow her heart? Or will everything come crashing down? This story is MATURE with adult themes including but not limited to drugs, alcohol, and sex. There is also topics such as addiction included.

Her favorite flowers were daisies, and after a long time he still remembered such an insignificant detail. How could one road trip change everything to the unexpected. Stop leaving rude comments or weird stuff I'll delete them all. And yes there's a few mistakes sorry and its not realistic so shut up and don't read. Started: 2019 Finished: 2020

Lando and Megan met when they were just ten years old, attending the same school. From the moment they crossed paths, they became inseparable - best friends in every sense of the word. At sixteen, friendship quietly turned into something more. They confessed their feelings and started dating, officially beginning what felt like the start of forever. For the next seven years, Megan stood by Lando's side as he chased his dream of becoming a Formula One driver. And while he pushed for podiums and pole positions, Megan pursued her own path, studying to become a physiotherapist. Together, they dreamed of a future - a home, a family, a life built on love and years of trust. But all of that shattered the day Megan returned to Monaco. She'd come back early - a quiet surprise after visiting family in the UK for a birthday. She walked through the door expecting everything to be as she left it. Instead, what she found tore everything apart. That was nearly four years ago. Now, Megan lives in the UK, raising her three-year-old son, Noah - her entire world. She's done her best to move on, to rebuild the life that once seemed lost. But fate has its own plans. At the Goodwood Festival of Speed, as engines roar and crowds surge, Noah slips from her grasp, darting off through the crowd. Megan chases after him - heart racing, calling his name - until she finds him somewhere he absolutely shouldn't be. In a restricted area. With someone she never expected to see again. And in that moment, as eyes lock and silence falls - everything changes. Because nearly four years later, the truth is about to come out. ---- Dual POV All fictional - don't take any storyline seriously or hate upon any characters. I simply made this up. - not everything will be accurate #1 Ln4 - 16/08/2025 #1 f1 - 07/12/2025 #1 Norris - 30/08/2025 #1 landonorris - 07/12/2025 #1 motorsport - 08/09/2025 #1 first loves - 29/10/2025 #1 forgiveness - 07/11/2025 #1 lando - 07/12/2025

A "Public Game" Spinoff. When I taste tequila, baby I still see ya. I remember how bad I need ya, when I taste tequila.

Clara Laroux moves like pure seduction. In Monaco's most exclusive club, she's the woman they all want and none of them get. With a body built for sin and a mouth made for shutting men down, she's untouchable. Exactly how she likes it. Lando Norris is is the reason Clara hasn't slept in a week. Monaco's most eligible bachelor and apparently her next-door neighbor. He's rich, reckless, and exactly the type she hates. He thinks she's a mystery. She thinks he's a mess. But when tempers flare and lines blur, they'll both realize something dangerous. Beneath all the damage and the truths uncovered, they just might be the only ones who understand how to save one another.

'Cause every time I tell you I need you, I mean it. I need you so bad, so bad. Every time I tell you I need you, I mean it. You're driving me mad, so mad.