Lord Voldemort stared at the cradle where there was not one, but two children where he had only been expecting one. He leaned forward, eyes narrowed. "Which one of you... is my supposed death?" Or Albus Dumbledore's warnings came to fruition. (Originally posted on AO3, but I thought I'd start posting it here too!)

When Bloom Thornwood arrives in La Push with her seven-year-old daughter, she brings more than flowers and soft smiles. She brings a husband. To the outside world, Neal Thornwood is a respectable, older Quileute man returning home with his wife and child. To Bloom, he's the reason she walks carefully, speaks quietly, and flinches at the sound of a raised voice. She doesn't leave him. She can't. Not yet. So she builds what she can: a small flower shop and café called Bloom's Garden, where everything grows healthy and bright, and where she pretends she's just another woman chasing a fresh start. The town welcomes her easily. She's sweet. Soft-spoken. Hardworking. But La Push is a place that pays attention. The forests seem to shift when she passes. The earth listens when she cries. And two members of the Quileute community- Sam Uley and Paul Lahote- begin to sense something is deeply wrong behind Bloom's gentle smile and long sleeves. She tells people she moved for "peace." For "family." For "Rosie." But the truth is more complicated. And far more dangerous. Because Neal didn't just follow Bloom to La Push. He brought her there. And he has no intention of letting her go. La Push gives Bloom a new life... but it also notices the darkness inside the one she still shares a home with. And the wolves? They're starting to feel protective of the quiet florist who seems to shrink every time her husband enters the room. A story about hidden wounds, quiet survival, strange magic waking beneath the skin- and a woman discovering that even the softest flowers can grow roots strong enough to break free.

Growing up on the Quileute reservation, Evelyn Black's life has always been full of music, laughter, and the quiet beauty of La Push. But when her childhood friend Bella Swan returns to Forks, Evelyn's world begins to change in ways she never imagined. Old tribal legends start to feel too real, and the mysterious Cullen family draws danger closer to home. When Evelyn finds herself falling for Paul Lahote - fiery, stubborn, and secretly soft-hearted - her life takes a turn she could never prepare for. One day, he disappears without warning... and when he returns, everything about him is different. Caught between friendship and love, myth and truth, Evelyn must navigate a world where monsters walk among them and fate has a power of its own. Because the stories she once heard around the fire aren't just legends - they're her life now.

Piper Valentine hadn't planned on moving to La Push. Nobody plans to move to a place that smells like sea salt, pine sap, and other people's history. She told herself it would be temporary-just a year of awkward dinners with her dad's new wife, Tiffany Call, and her quiet, infuriatingly polite stepson, Embry. Then college. Then freedom. What she didn't plan on was Jared Cameron-the boy who grinned like sunlight breaking through storm clouds and looked at her as if she'd tilted his entire universe off its axis. He was loud, charming, and impossible to pin down. One minute a joke, the next a riddle. Piper couldn't decide if he was hiding something or if he was something-some strange, beautiful anomaly in the equation of her life. And she wasn't wrong. Because Jared Cameron was keeping a secret that didn't just defy reason-it rewrote it. In a town where everyone knows everyone, The Surprisingly Complex Physics of Piper Valentine is about the way people collide, the gravity that pulls them together, and what happens when fate stops being theoretical. #1 - JaredCameron 11/11/25 #1- PaulLahote 11/11/25 #2- Imprint 11/11/25 #2- EmbryCall 11/11/25 #1- NewMoon 11/13/25

Struggling to sell a single painting and drowning in student debt, Marisol Reyes, a fiercely independent but lonely artist in modern-day Chicago, is just about ready to give up on her dreams. When a mysterious storm crashes through her studio, she's pulled-brushes and all-into a world of primal beauty, where men can transform at will to different animals, cities are carved from stone and bone, and technology is nothing more than a fantasy. In this untamed realm centered around women and powered by instinct, Marisol finds herself at the center of the beastmen tribes. With no phone, no way home, and no clue how to survive in a matriarchal society where women must take multiple male consorts to stay protected, Marisol must quickly adapt-or risk becoming prey. Thrust into the spotlight, she must navigate between aggressive females, obsessive men, and unexpected desire. Armed with nothing but her creativity, courage, and the heart she wears on her sleeve, Marisol begins to uncover her place in this wild world. Maybe she doesn't need to return home after all... maybe she was meant to paint a new life here.

Liora Clementine Crawford is not the quiet new girl. She's got wildfire hair, sharp blue eyes, and a voice like golden hour - loud, warm, and a little too honest. She paints on everything she owns, makes mixtapes like spells, and has no patience for the stares of small-town boys. When her mother - a chaotic artist - drags the family to Forks chasing "inspiration," and her mystery-writer father sets up shop to write his next novel, Liora figures she'll survive senior year the same way she always does: laughing too loud and pretending not to care. Then she meets Edward Cullen. Cold. Quiet. Perfect in the way Greek statues are perfect - carved, haunted, untouchable. He looks at her like she's a problem he can't solve. Like he's afraid to breathe too close. And for good reason. Because Edward Cullen - monster, mind-reader, forever seventeen - just met his mate. And she's not soft-spoken or submissive or safe. She's sunlight. All color and noise and soul. And he has no idea how to handle a girl made of fire when all he's ever known is shadow. She doesn't fall for him immediately. She calls him out. She jokes. She paints him without asking. And every time he tries to read her mind, all he hears is music and color and light. Liora isn't afraid of monsters. But Edward's afraid of her. Because fate gave him exactly what he needed. And now he has to become someone who deserves her.

A sharp, skeptical anthropology undergrad from a family of coal town teachers and midwives, Rory-Kate Kincaid grew up balancing folklore with fact. She's the kind of girl who wears steel-toed boots to a library lecture, calls you out without flinching, and leaves claw marks in your memory. Sent to La Push to document oral storytelling traditions, she didn't expect to go toe-to-toe with a brooding shapeshifter who hates outsiders almost as much as she hates being underestimated. And she definitely didn't expect Paul Lahote. Old magic doesn't just give, it asks for something in return. Paul Lahote x OC fanfic Post Breaking Dawn Warning: mature themes

In a town where silence weighs heavier than secrets, a girl who bends with every storm collides with a boy who refuses to bow. Her creed is to take the world as it comes; his is to fight until his fists break. Between cigarettes on porches, crowded rooms too small for restless hearts, and nights thick with words left unsaid, they circle one another- acceptance against defiance, surrender against rage. And somewhere between the blows and the silences, something fragile, furious, and inevitable takes root. In other words, Paul met his equal match, and June is not letting him rattle her. 🍅 Slowburn. Character development. Enemies to lovers. Soft love. Paul Lahote x Fem!oc Set vaguely during the New Moon.

*DISCONTINUED* baby ain't made of f***ing china ! catalina swan wasn't made of china. and everyone knew that. paul lahote more than most. GOD ONLY KNOWS BUT YOU'LL NEVER LEAVE HER. @yikeskenneth twilight- paul lahote / oc