⊹₊˚‧︵‿₊୨ᰔ୧₊‿︵‧˚₊⊹ ɪᴛ'ꜱ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱʜᴀᴘᴇ ᴏꜰ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʜᴀɴᴅꜱ ᴍᴀᴅᴇ ᴍᴇ ʙʀᴀᴠᴇ ᴏɴᴄᴇ ᴀɢᴀɪɴ ⊹₊˚‧︵‿₊୨ᰔ୧₊‿︵‧˚₊⊹ ₊✩‧₊˚౨ৎ˚₊✩‧₊ "Why didn't you call? I thought I did something wrong" he said. "I should've. I know I should've.." I took a breath. "But I had no idea what to tell you to justify myself" I looked at him, tears coming to my eyes. "I don't think that anything could justify me". "I would've believed in everything you said" he whispered. ₊✩‧₊˚౨ৎ˚₊✩‧₊ ɪɴ ᴡʜɪᴄʜ Emily Hawking after two years returns to the place, that once used to make her happiest person in the world. But now she's older, grown-up and changed. Are people who used to be her friends accept new her? Does the only boy, that she was interested in, understand why she had to disappear? Is this summer gonna bring back the old Emily and make her stay? oc x Ellis Sterling Point

Every summer, Mackenzie came back to Sterling Point. And every summer, she found her way back to Ellis. Until last summer. Now, after a year of silence, Kenzie is back on the island, and so is everything she tried to leave behind. The memories. The stolen glances. The boy who used to know her better than anyone. They don't speak anymore. They don't look at each other longer than they should. And they definitely don't talk about what happened. But Ellis has always been afraid of the summer Kenzie wouldn't come back. This year, she did. Just not to him. ( Ellis - Sterling Point )

aren't you somethin' to admire? 'cause your shine is somethin' like a mirror and can't help but notice you reflect in this heart of mine a sterling point fanfic (fem oc / ellis anderson) @-mcyfields 2026

Faye Ballantine has everything money can buy, and on the exclusive, mist-shrouded shores of Sterling Point, that means she practically owns the lake. As Rory's sister, she's used to pristine multi-million-dollar estates, private boathouses, and an untouchable reputation built on sharp wit and high-society perfection. To her, Sterling Point is just a playground designed to bend to her every demand. Enter Ellis Anderson. Grounded, fiercely protective, and deeply tied to the rugged reality of the island, Ellis has zero patience for spoiled heiresses who act like they own the air everyone else breathes. And Faye? She's at the absolute top of his list of people to avoid. When a series of events forces the silver-spoon Ballantine girl into close quarters with the one guy on the island who refuses to give her a pass, sparks don't just fly-they set the lake on fire. Stranded on open water, trading lethal banter on dark docks, and navigating family secrets that threaten to tear their worlds apart, Faye and Ellis are stuck in each other's orbits with nowhere to run. Ellis thinks she's just a brat with a pretty face. Faye thinks he's a stubborn, insufferable know-it-all. Neither of them realized that fine line between hatred and obsession was about to break.

A Liam Dunbar story. - Mason looked at Liam only to see he wasn't paying attention. He quickly turned trying to see what got his attention and he found it was a who, Adeline. "Who's that?" Liam asked still keeping his eyes on the girl. "That..." mason said turning back to his friend. "Is out of your league." - Liam X oc (Scott's cousin) A lovesick puppy turns possessive werewolf - Beginning is kinda fast I wrote this when I was 14 and it's my first story so bare with me.

Carlie James was being forced to go on a cruise with her family and best friend, Haley Jenkins. Going on a cruise was not the ideal vacation for her, and it proves its point when Carlie gets kidnapped, with her new friend, Scott McCall, by a werewolf? It's up to them to escape this monster in time before it's too late.

Evelyn Thompson, 19, is a sweet, innocent girl who lives in the shadow of her own fears, silenced by a disability that prevents her from speaking. Her wide, expressive eyes and gentle demeanor make her all the more captivating, an enchanting presence in a world that seems too harsh for her. Damien Black, 28, is the enigmatic and powerful Don of America's most feared mafia. With a ruthless streak and a heart encased in ice, his dark, smoky eyes burn with an intensity that no one dares to meet. His presence commands a dangerous allure, a magnetic pull that draws people in even as it terrifies them. When Damien's gaze falls upon Evelyn, the delicate beauty with a silent voice, an unexpected fire ignites. The collision of his dark, brooding intensity with her tender, untouched innocence creates a palpable tension. What happens when the ruthless mafia guy captures this young little sweetheart in his eyes? ⚠️ Warning: - Triggering content - Mature content - Sex scenes - Vulgar language - Sexual assault - Nonconsensual intimate moments (18+ only) Pictures attached in chapters are not owned by me. Credits go to Pinterest.

Book 1 in Dominant Series • Mia has spent most of her life in an orphanage-sheltered and with little joy. Shortly after her eighteenth birthday, however, she meets Damien, who sends her world spinning. Dominant and gorgeous, Damien is the kind of man who doesn't take no for an answer-whereas no is the only answer Mia has ever gotten. Having already experienced enough pain in her life, it's no wonder Mia is skeptical about getting close to someone...especially someone like him.

"WE NEED TO FUCKING CATCH HIM!" the bastard running behind me, yelled to his partner. It was was the middle of the night, I was running away, not caring about anything but getting myself out of this mess. I turned left and kept running as fast as I could, I've never been in this neighbourhood before. I looked around searching for any escape when I spotted an open window, fuck yeah. It was a bit high but I could manage. I climbed one of the trees close enough to the window and got in, It was a dark room, I looked around and almost choke on my own saliva from the shock. A little girl was sleeping peacefully on her small bed... ♡♡︎♡︎ She was the quiet girl, a nobody. He was the opposite a criminal, a well known one...He saw her just once and couldn't get her out of his mind.

"Останови машину," I commanded. (Stop the car) The driver, whose name I'd forgotten, obeyed. Stepping out, I walked towards the boys, hearing their laughter and insults. I jogged over, drawing my gun from the holster at my waist, and snapped, "Тебя никто не учил манерам?" (Did no one ever teach you any manners?) The color drained from their faces, and they scattered. Approaching the corner where they had been standing, my heart clenched. There, on the cold ground, lay a girl, shivering in nothing but a dirty, torn t-shirt. ♡♡︎♡︎ A small, naive girl with no shelter. A feared mafia boss known as the Angel of Death...What will happen when their paths cross?