Heather Parkston falls in love the way she does everything else-quietly, without spectacle. From the stands, she watches Alex Larson carve himself into something untouchable on the ice, all sharp edges and confidence, a Hawk who knows exactly where he ranks in the world and never lets anyone forget it. She never intrudes on his space. She doesn't chase. She just notices-the way his jaw tightens after a bad play, the split second of doubt before the mask snaps back into place, the difference between who he is when the crowd is watching and who he is when no one is. Alex barely sees her at first. Not really. To him, Heather is soft-spoken, polite, easy to overlook in a world built on volume and dominance. He's defined by hierarchy and heat, by being louder and better and stronger, and she exists outside that structure entirely. She doesn't compete. She doesn't challenge him openly. And that unsettles him more than he'd ever admit. The slow burn lives in the space between them-Heather's steady presence and Alex's gradual, reluctant awareness. She knows him long before he knows her.

Adam Banks and Y/N Y/L/N have been best friends since they were seven, but what happens when Adam has to switch teams? ◆ started: 16/01/26 ◆ finished: ?/?/?

when evelyn brooks moves into the walter household for senior year after moving away from her toxic relationship with her father after her mothers death, she expects to slide back into life with her childhood best friend cole and the rest of the chaotic walter boys. what she didn't expect was to find new unbreakable bonds between others within the walter household. Will she find any relationships which go beyond a friendship or will her father come and ruin any sense of happiness for his daughter?

What would happen if Jackie wasn't the only one to move in with the Walter's? Alyssa Howard is Jackie's sister. How does Alyssa react when she meets Issac garcia? Will the butt heads or become friends or more?

i found pleasure running through the rain at night. OR when Violet finds herself underneath her fathers home office desk at his wake, and none other than the person she hates the most sits with her, and slowly he creeps his way into her head and her heart.

In which Juliet Lovell finds out that when the love between her and Isaac Garcia is strong, there isn't anyway for her to stomp it out even though she knows that they shouldn't be together. Will she listen to her brain? Or will she listen to her heart? This is MOTH TO A FLAME , an Isaac Garcia fanfic by lil4csy.

Charlotte, seeking a fresh start after years in New York, relocates to London, leaving behind a life of comfort and stability. Her goal: to focus entirely on her passion project, "PillowTalk," a unique podcast where she interviews celebrities from her bed, creating an intimate space for real conversation. Though she's only familiar with a few people in London, she's determined to carve out a life that's truly hers. Meanwhile, Harris, who has just ended a decade-long relationship, is struggling with the overwhelming void left by his ex. Still reeling from the breakup, he's uncertain about how to move forward in a world where he's no longer defined by his past partnership. When Harris is invited to be the first guest of Charlotte's new season, the chemistry between them is immediate. What begins as a professional interview slowly turns into a deeper, more personal connection. Both Charlotte and Harris find themselves learning to navigate new beginnings in a city that promises both challenges and unexpected opportunities. Through their shared vulnerability and evolving friendship, they may just help each other heal, one candid conversation at a time. Harris Dickinson x oc girl! social media| real life

A Harris Dickinson fan fiction. (From the mind of someone who has watched "Babygirl")

𝘐𝘵 𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘣𝘪𝘨𝘨𝘦𝘳 𝘚𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘻𝘦, 𝘨𝘰𝘵 𝘢 𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘴𝘦 𝘐'𝘥 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘣𝘦𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘺𝘦𝘥 𝘠𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳 𝘰𝘯 𝘮𝘺 𝘩𝘢𝘪𝘳 𝘱𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘨𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘚𝘰𝘭𝘥𝘪𝘦𝘳 𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘪𝘤𝘺 𝘨𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘓𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘶𝘱 𝘢𝘵 𝘮𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘩𝘰𝘯𝘰𝘳 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘳𝘶𝘵𝘩 BOOK 2

𝘼 𝙜𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙬𝙤𝙢𝙖𝙣 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙮𝙨 𝙘𝙤𝙤𝙡 𝘽𝙪𝙩 𝙄 𝙝𝙤𝙬𝙡 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙖 𝙬𝙤𝙡𝙛 𝙖𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙢𝙤𝙤𝙣 𝘼𝙣𝙙 𝙄 𝙡𝙤𝙤𝙠 𝙪𝙣𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙗𝙡𝙚 𝙂𝙖𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚𝙙 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙖 𝙘𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙣 𝙧𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙙 𝙖 𝙨𝙤𝙧𝙘𝙚𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙨' 𝙩𝙖𝙗𝙡𝙚 𝘼 𝙜𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙬𝙤𝙢𝙖𝙣 𝙝𝙖𝙨 𝙛𝙖𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝘽𝙪𝙩 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙣 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙩𝙪𝙚𝙨 𝙘𝙧𝙪𝙢𝙗𝙡𝙚 𝙞𝙛 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙮'𝙧𝙚 𝙢𝙖𝙙𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙬𝙖𝙞𝙩 𝙄'𝙢 𝙨𝙤 𝙖𝙛𝙧𝙖𝙞𝙙 𝙄 𝙨𝙚𝙖𝙡𝙚𝙙 𝙢𝙮 𝙛𝙖𝙩𝙚 BOOK 1