For some, love is a steady orbit. For others, it's a crash landing. After escaping the chaotic, high-gravity pull of a woman who was as intoxicating as she was destructive, a nameless protagonist seeks the safety of a calmer life. But "perfect" comes with its own price. As he moves from one seemingly ideal partner to the next, he is haunted by dreams of cold metal, weightless voids, and a lingering sense that "improvement" is just another word for erasure. As his reality begins to glitch and time itself starts to skip, he realizes the "perfect" women pursuing him are not people at all-they are iterations of a single, planetary consciousness pretending to be his ideal partner to keep him from leaving. Far from the safety of Earth, he must face the entity that salvaged his ship and decide if he can love a flawed, alien original more than the polished illusions designed to keep him captive forever.

This is a Run 3 fanfic: This story is intended for viewers of 18+ for drinking/sexual content, language All who ran 10,000+ meters are invited to a night party at Angel's place. Just one night, binge drinking, hanging out changed the way Runner sees one certain character. Not really interested in the Pastafarian, she kindly decided to bring her home so she can rest from being drunk. One night suddenly turned into one whole week. What would it be like if Runner had Pastafarian as a girlfriend or friends with benefits... For one week~

Khalni a young girl in a small town that's hidden secrets are creatures of the night. She blends in with the humans not revealing that she belongs to the shadows herself. Until she meets him, who teachers her not to hide who she is

Summer 1989. Everyone in Saint Hollow knows Dean Mercer. The mechanic with blood on his knuckles and trouble stitched into his skin. By day, he works at his father's garage just outside town. By night, he disappears into underground fights held in abandoned warehouses off Route 17,leaving with bruises, broken ribs, and more rumors trailing behind him than anyone can keep up with. People say Dean Mercer is dangerous. They say he drinks too much, fights too hard, and ruins every girl stupid enough to get close to him. Roxanne Hart has no interest in becoming one of them. Working late shifts at Cherry Diner and saving every dollar she can is supposed to be her way out of Saint Hollow. She doesn't have time for town disasters in leather jackets and dirty white tank tops, especially ones who walk into her diner at two in the morning covered in blood and acting like they own the place. But Dean Mercer looks at Roxanne differently. Too intensely. Too long. Like she's something worth wrecking himself for. What starts as sharp insults and slammed coffee mugs turns into midnight drives beneath neon lights, bruised knuckles in diner kitchens, and a dangerous attraction neither of them can seem to escape. Because beneath Dean's violent reputation is something far worse than anger: Obsession. And in a town filled with secrets, storms, and people who never outrun their pasts, Roxanne is about to find out just how dangerous it is to be the only soft thing in Dean Mercer's world. Blacktop Hearts is a gritty 80's dark romance featuring enemies to lovers tension, underground fighting rings, neon lit highways, small town secrets, and a love story messy enough to leave scars behind.