In an alternate 2027 F1 season Mick Schumacher is driving for Ferrari and is planning to give Ferrari the championship win they have been waiting 19 years for. Six time World Champion Max Verstappen will not make it easy as he plans on winning his 7th consecutive championship no matter what. Always expect the unexpected in Formula One.

𝙏𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙞𝙨 𝙖 𝙍𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙨𝙚 𝙃𝙖𝙧𝙢𝙚𝙣 𝘿𝙖𝙧𝙠 𝙍𝙤𝙢𝙖𝙣𝙘𝙚 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙝𝙪𝙢𝙤𝙪𝙧, 𝙨𝙚𝙘𝙧𝙚𝙩𝙨, 𝙡𝙞𝙚𝙨, 𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙘𝙚𝙙 𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙭𝙞𝙢𝙞𝙩𝙮 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙖 𝙨𝙡𝙤𝙬-𝙗𝙪𝙧𝙣, 𝙥𝙡𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙚 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙙𝙞𝙨𝙘𝙡𝙖𝙞𝙢𝙚𝙧. 𝙄'𝙢 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙜𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙩𝙚𝙨𝙩 𝙖𝙩 𝙗𝙡𝙪𝙧𝙗𝙨 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙄 𝙝𝙤𝙥𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙚𝙣𝙟𝙤𝙮 𝙢𝙮 𝙜𝙖𝙡𝙖𝙘𝙩𝙞𝙘𝙖𝙡 𝙥𝙧𝙞𝙨𝙤𝙣 𝙗𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙠 𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙮. 🧬🧬🧬 𝕾𝖈𝖗𝖊𝖆𝖒 𝖋𝖔𝖗 𝖒𝖊, 𝕯𝖎𝖘𝖊𝖆𝖘𝖊. He refers to me as Disease, not as a name but as a label. He claims I embody the pallor of death and have tainted their cell. The other two choose to remain neutral in this assessment. According to him, the three of us hold no significance in this prison; we are merely commodities to be consumed, traded, or used for the amusement of other inmates, with me being nothing more than a contagion spreading my affliction. The troubling truth is that he is correct- none of them are mistaken- but what he fails to grasp is the irony inherent in his statements. 🧬🧬🧬 Step into the far reaches of Kriarik-Keep, a formidable Galactical prison where Nina and her crew are facing charges of High Value Theft and Galactical Bio-warfare. With her home and her at husband stake, Nina has more to loose than that, and is prepared to go to extraordinary lengths to protect her hidden truth, even if that means unwillingly breaking- out Kriarik-Keep's four most notorious inmates. But what happens when a certain three have a plan of their own? What furture does that set out for our beloved Nina?

A mafia siblings book with a love interest as the two central themes. -- Katerina is a 15-year-old girl who has been abused by her mother for as long as she can remember. As time goes on, the worst years of her life seem neverending, and she can only take so much more; even with the help of a close friend, she struggles to remain true to herself. After the death of her mother and stepfather, Katie learns that she is not alone in the world, having thought for years that she had no other family other than the she-devil that called herself Kat's mother. Most surprising of all is when she learns of the brothers who had been searching for her for the past decade. -- Will Kate finally be able to overcome her dark past and love again, or will she stay cold and closed off from the world forever? Will her brothers finally be able to break down the walls that she has spent years building? Or will they push her to her limits, breaking her beyond repair? - Excerpts: Sebastiano's POV: "Sometimes I feel like my life is a lie," she mumbles, leaning her head against my shoulder. "I like to act tough, but most of the time, that act is just to hide how broken I truly am." - Katerina's POV: "It's not your job to protect me!" I exasperate, trying to pull my arm away. Instead, he grabs both of my arms firmly, yet gently, pulling me towards him. "My brothers smother me enough as it is," I grumble under my breath, tugging away from him pointlessly as his grip on my arms never falters. "I realize that it isn't my job to protect you, Katie, but I want it to be," he declared, meeting my gaze. ----------- ⚠️TW: List on Chapter 0 This is a mafia story after all... Disclaimer: I do not own any of the photos used. They are all from Pinterest, and all translations are from Google Translate. The videos are from YouTube. Started Sept. 19, 2022 Ended: ONGOING Top Rankings: #1 Teenagers #2 Brothersbestfriend #5 littlesister #6 overprotective #10 reunited #10 Cassandra #13 abus

'The front door smashes open, and I hear three sets of angry, loud footsteps penetrate the first level of the apartment. "Oh, darling Amity, where are you, my zucchero?" Stefano shouts in a sing-song voice. Obviously, I don't respond, leaning my body further against the balcony and holding a hand over my mouth, so I don't make a noise. "You're not in trouble, succhiare il miele," Xavier shouts out. "Well, not if you come out now..." I keep inching closer to the edge, less than a step from falling eleven meters and cracking my head open to die.' * Amity Gregor is a regular teenage girl, struggling with her grades and fawning over boys. But she has a dark past. At five years old, she was placed in her mother's custody and separated from her six brothers and father. She slowly forgot about them and was taught by her mother that they were terrible people. Ten years pass, and Amity's reunited with her family. But she's not the bubbly little girl she used to be, and they're not her innocent big brothers. Instead, they're hardened mafia men, who Amity's mother was desperate to keep her away from. As secrets unravel, and trust is built there's only one way through the mess called life. Together. (PREVIOUSLY UPLOADED ON MY OTHER ACCOUNT BEFORE I DELETED IT - THE STORY REACHED OVER 100K.) (NOT RELATED TO FIVE'S A CROWD.)

The knife kissed his throat-cold and very precise. ❝Don't move,❞ Morgana's voice said behind him. ❝Not a muscle.❞ Sage froze. He felt her breath at his nape, warm against the blade's promise.She knew exactly where to place a blade. ❝How did you get out of your room?❞ he asked calmly. ❝Step forward.❞ He obeyed. She guided him through the narrow corridor, backing him against stone, trapping him there. The knife pressed closer now-close enough to hurt. ❝Drop your sword.❞ It hit the floor. ❝You're going to get me out,❞ she said. ❝Out of your reach. I don't care where you send me-as long as I never have to see Procris Saxon again.❞ Sage smiled faintly. ❝And why would I do that?❞ The blade bit, just barely. ❝Because if you don't,❞ she said, ❝I finish what I started.❞ Silence coiled between them. Then Sage moved. In a breath, the knife was his. Her back met stone. His forearm blocked her escape, the blade resting beneath her jaw. ❝You bastard,❞ she hissed. ❝Careful,❞ Sage said softly. ❝Any movement, and this becomes... unfortunate.❞ Her pulse fluttered wildly beneath the knife. He felt it. She knew he did. ❝Do it,❞she said. ❝You've wanted to since the day we met.❞ Sage leaned closer,Their eyes locked. ❝Tell me,❞.he said slowly , dangerously,.❝why I shouldn't.❞ *** Power is never inherited cleanly. It is taken-by fire, by blood, by betrayal. Sage Saxon, High Marshal of Wein, is the Queen's most loyal weapon-and her most dangerous liability. What he does not have is freedom.And Morgana Hawthorne is nothing but a pawn to get that freedom -THE CROWN.Or at least that's what Sage thought. Morgana of Bellorophen wants none of this. But when survival demands a contract sealed in vows,she has no option but to marry the man she vowed to kill. Their marriage was designed to end. strategic , temporary, and controlled. Love, unfortunately, does not follow design.

They say Aurelia killed her sister. The evidence is clean. The motive is obvious. Even her own family looks at her like she's guilty. But Amelia's been dead for a year, and she's still whispering in Aurelia's head. Every memory feels wrong. Every mirror looks back a second too late. As she navigates the treacherous landscape of her own memories and the tangled web of her sister's manipulations, Aurelia must confront the truth about her past and the truth is more sinister than you think. ~~~ To prove she's innocent, Aurelia has to untangle the web her sister spent a lifetime weaving-lies, secrets, and a game that never ended. The problem is, the deeper she digs, the more she wonders... What if Amelia never wanted her to escape? What if she's still playing? Can she escape the shadow of a sister who never wanted to let go? ~~~ "Am, come back! Where are you going?" I try to chase her, but the closer I get, the further she disappears. "Please come back! Come back. Where are you going?" I try so hard to catch up, but I end up falling face-flat onto the sand, which becomes my confidant. As I try to get up, what she says next sends shivers down my spine... "It's all your fault." TW *Strong language *SA *Violence *Mental health issues

"I HAVE A KINK NOT JUST FOR HEARING MY NAME BUT HEARING YOU MOAN IT".❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥⚡ When he was a "love is a foreign feeling, even speaking of it chokes me"guy, drowning in his own silence. She was a "life was never fair, so I chose to be instead" girl, sharp and unapologetically chaotic. They don't just hate each other; they are a high-risk science experiment-like dropping pure Sodium into Water, creating an instant, hissing explosion of heat and Hydrogen gas. 💥 It's the way she "accidentally" spilled coffee on him, ensuring her words "shredded his ego" even worse than the stains on his shoes. ☕️👞 She's one move away from **ripping his hair out to make a wig**, proving that while he's busy choking on his feelings, she's busy being the storm he never saw coming. 🔥

This is a story set in the 1950s. A time when women need permission for almost everything- where they work, what they say, even how loudly they are allowed to exist in a room. The story follows a woman named Ophelia. A wife. A secretary. A woman learning how to survive inside rules she did not write. Her life is ordinary in all the expected ways. Until she is fired for speaking when she should not have, and sent into the orbit of a woman who should not be as powerful as she is. A female CEO, in a world built to make women small. Ophelia is not supposed to look at her too long. But she does. And in a world where men decide what is proper, what is allowed, and what is dangerous, two women are not meant to choose each other. But they do. Now love is not gentle. It is not safe. It is something that has to survive scrutiny, control, and consequences. And Ophelia is no longer sure whether what she is risking. Is it her reputation... or her entire life. #1 opression #51 matureaudience #8 feminism #29 sapphic #5 1950's #61 bisexual

Two schools. Four girls. Three couples. One story full of secrets. Welcome to the world of MKIS and GIS, where friendships bloom, rumors spread, and every connection hides a story. 🎀✨ ~ NS Creations

Four alien soldiers. One human survivor. Nothing about this is gentle. 🔥 The world ended in fire... And I woke up surrounded by monsters who claim me as theirs. They call themselves Dravari- Towering, battle-scarred predators built for war. Lethal. Disciplined. Terrifyingly beautiful. And somehow... I've become their obsession. Thalen, their commander, watches me like I already belong to him. Lyren, the medic, touches like he's trying to memorize my soul. Ryn, the mechanic, hunts for me like I'm something worth bleeding for. And Kael, the youngest, looks at me like I hung his stars. They call me their Circle Female. Their only. Their forever. But I'm still human. Still broken. And surviving this world might mean surrendering to creatures who were never meant to love me- or finding out I was never meant for Earth at all. 💀🔥 Love in the ashes. Desire among monsters. The end of the world never felt so forbidden. #1 Post-apocalyptic #1 Alienromance #2 Slowburn #3 Fatedmates