Lonnie a beloved day shift nurse in the Pitt is stuck in a long term relationship with jay that is quietly falling apart. When her connection with ER attending dr. Jack Abbott deepens she finds herself drawn to something fresh and real but complicated.

Doctor Marina Chase doesn't do winter anymore. Not after a lifetime of brutal snow blizzards, not after the promise she made to herself. She built herself a life and a career on soft smiles, control, and impressive lightness. A life made out of the warm summer sunshine. She got hired as an attending emergency psychiatrist of Pittsburgh Trauma Medical Center, and was excited to start her new job. She just wasn't told she'd have to deal with emotionally constipated doctors. Among them, the infamous Dr Jack Abbot. Dry. Guarded. Doesn't look away when her sunshine flickers. As the cases and long shifts blur into sleepless nights and professional boundaries being broken, Marina finds herself entangled into a dangerous web: she's getting too attached to her work mates, and worse: Dr. Abbot. It was terrifying, because her new friends were started to see her little snow storms. And it was terrifyingly intimate because Abott didn't want her summer at all. He wants the winter. Written in short, episodic chapters that slowly weave together, "caught up in this web" is a tale about love, trauma, relapse, and the quiet danger of needing someone who might actually stay.

❝ i see it all here in color, it's such a beautiful dream . . . ❞ THE PITT | SEASON 1 - 2 DR JACK ABBOT x F!OC

Elena Reyes is the kind of nurse who holds everything together-steady hands, sharp instincts, and a strength she doesn't always show. Dr. Jack Abbot is the one people rely on when things fall apart-calm under pressure, controlled, and used to keeping his distance. They were never supposed to be more than colleagues. But one night changes everything.

⋆｡°✩°｡⋆ One year ago, Sophia and Jack crossed a line they were never supposed to cross-after Robby's birthday night out, what started as tension and stolen glances turned into a single, unexpected moment that neither of them ever truly talked about again. No labels, no closure, just silence layered over something that never fully left either of them. Since then, they've learned how to exist around each other in the ER-careful, controlled, buried under professionalism. Jack stayed distant, convinced it was the safer choice. Sophia told herself it didn't mean more than it did. But both of them kept remembering it anyway. Now, with Sophia transferring to night shift, everything shifts. The walls between them start to crack in the long hours of shared trauma cases, quiet break room conversations, and moments where their hands brush too long or their eyes linger too openly. Night shift strips everything down-no distractions, no escape-just them, the chaos of the ER, and feelings they never dealt with properly. What was once buried starts resurfacing. Tension turns into closeness. Silence turns into almost-confessions. And every shift becomes harder to survive without acknowledging what that night really was-and what it still might become. Because in the end, it was never just one night. ⋆｡°✩°｡⋆ Jack Abbott x fem OC

Dr. Grace Mercy has never struggled with focus. Not through early graduation, not in med school, not while training as a military officer. Discipline built her. Routine defined her. There was always a next step. Until now. Back in Philadelphia for her sister's first year of college, Grace is trying to relearn something she was never trained for-being a civilian. Normal life feels unfamiliar, too quiet, too unstructured. So when a position opens at a trauma center in Pittsburgh, she takes it. Not to run, but to adjust. To find a rhythm that comes with orders. She expects long hours, chaos, and control. What she doesn't expect... is someone who understands her without explanation. Someone just as sharp, maybe just as guarded-and somehow, the one thing that pulls her off balance. For the first time, Dr. Grace Mercy isn't sure if losing focus is a weakness... or the start of something she never planned for... let's hope they welcome the new Attending with open arms.

Two years of secret calls. One long distance love. A plane ticket to a new world. Lilith thought she was surprising her boyfriend for their anniversary. Instead, she walked right into a betrayal she never saw coming. Stranded in a country she doesn't know and miles away from her home, Lilith is forced to survive on her own. But when she runs into a man who is as grumpy as he is mysterious, she realizes that sometimes, getting lost is the only way to be found. Tropes in this story:- - Grumpy×sunshine -green flag male and female lead - age-gap -he falls first and harder

She feared him more than anything-until he became the only place she felt safe. After escaping years of abuse, Lina found a fragile kind of peace scrubbing floors in a mercenary's mansion. Quiet, invisible, and broken, she kept her head down and her voice lower. Especially around him. Killian. He kills for a living. He is a powerful, cold-blooded mercenary, a wealthy man who built his empire off blood, fear. He owns a powerful private military company that operates in the shadows, answering only to the highest bidders. He commands killers, closes deals, and never makes mistakes. Until her. A glance. A flinch. A wound she tried to hide. And suddenly, he was watching her closely. Quietly. Like she was a puzzle he didn't mean to touch... but couldn't stop obsessing over. Killian: "You blush like that again, and I swear I'll pin you against this wall just to see how deep it goes." He didn't know how to be soft. She didn't know how to be wanted. But in a house full of violence, he saw her. And he started to change. And soon, she was everywhere in his mind.

{COMPLETED} "now that you've had your fun electrocuting me, would you care to hop in the backseat?" ---------------------------------------------------------- Freak DNA. That's what I like to call it. The fault to my genetic code. More often than not, it's a curse. The static running through my blood gave me a name. A cruel, daunting label of a measly bug. A roach. That's what I am to them, to the government. Roach; the nameless monster with electricity for a sense and lightening as a second nature. It ruined my life, the sparking currents playing tag in my mind, running around and bumping into everything, shaking me loose. The government, actually. They ruined my life. My curse just gave them a reason. You see, the normal population with ordinary DNA, they don't know about the people like me. The roaches of the world. We don't get that kind of recognition at the camps. There, we are only one thing in the military's eyes. We are weapons and we will act like it. Everyone else out there, bathing in the goodness they don't know they've got, they don't know about the roaches their stepping on. As long as their getting closer to the sky, they don't care what they stand on to reach it. They don't know about the sparkling dreamer that's killed 7 people before her 17th birthday. They don't about the ghost of a girl peaking around corners for her entire life because even home wasn't safe. They don't know about the fighter of steel and iron sucking on his bloody lip courtesy of the wars he battles in as nothing but a shadow. They don't know about the masked villain who would do anything to see the army they lead claim the throne They don't know about us. But they will, because we will rise. And when we arrive, we will arrive violently. ___________________________________________ Started: 10.06.15 Finished: 3.17.16

A TWILIGHT FAN FICTION Lacey Ateara's Father gets a job as a Police officer in Forks Washington thus moving them back to his home town of La Push, the Native American Reserve just off of Forks. Lacey is a shy and timid girl who does anything to be un-noticed. But what happens when the resident bad boy, the short tempered and cocky Paul Lahote goes and Imprints on her. This new girl is thrust into a world of traditions and legends that her Father kept secret. Will she follow Paul into this bizarre new life, or will she follow the path that her Father took many years ago, and turn her back on who she really is.