LONG FIC // COMPLETE Fifth Year has rolled around for the Marauders at Hogwarts. However, this year is a bit different because a certain Marauder; James Potter, has found himself in quite the puzzle You see, James is stuck between Lily Evans, who he thought was the only one for him, and a certain dark haired Slytherin boy, one he never thought he would ever have anything to do with given that this particular Slytherin is a relative of his best friend. See this Slytherin is none other than Fourth Year Regulus Black. James had never seen anything in Regulus before but this year is different. This year Regulus is...attractive. Regulus, however, is not quite the same, see he does have feelings for James, he has done since he started Hogwarts but he had made peace with the fact that he would never compare to Lily Evans. How will this story of theirs pan out in the end? Ngl guys this fic has wayy more smut than i intended it to have so...take that as you will WARNING: this fic IS tagged Major Character Death, this fic is loosely canon compliant, just be ware! TRIGGER WARNINGS: This story does contain mentions of abuse, torture, self harm and obviously depictions of war times, if you find any of these distressing please take care of yourselves when reading and know your limits of what you can and can't handle, remember everyone is different and even if it is simply fiction it can still be triggering, what is important is you looking after yourselves <3 DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN THESE CHARACTERS BUT THESE IDEAS ARE MINE

❛ '𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐦𝐲 𝐛𝐚𝐛𝐲'𝐬 𝐟𝐢𝐭 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐚 𝐝𝐚𝐲𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦 ❜ 𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇, azalea de roux realises that healing may be hard but love doesn't demand perfection. 𝐎𝐑 𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇, carlos sainz learns that waiting is proof that some hearts were meant to find each other. #1 in carlossainz (22/10/2025) #1 in 55 (22/10/2025) #1 in smoothoperator (22/10/2025) #1 in alexandrasaintmleux (22/10/2025) #1 in cs55 (31/10/2025) #1 in madisonbeer (1/11/2025) #1 in famous (5/11/2025) #1 in ferrari (30/11/2025) #1 in racecars (30/11/2025) ⦗carlos sainz x fem!oc⦘ -loverory, 2025

She never thought her life would unravel like this, but the second that ring was forced onto her finger, she knew everything had fallen apart-and Lando Norris was to blame. "I don't want you as my fucking wife," "That's not my problem, pretty boy." "Will you marry me, Carter?" "Do I have a choice, Norris?"

𝗜𝗡 𝗪𝗛𝗜𝗖𝗛 noura denoire is the first female f1 driver in 𝗗𝗘𝗖𝗔𝗗𝗘𝗦 OR 𝗜𝗡 𝗪𝗛𝗜𝗖𝗛 noura denoire and charles leclerc just can't 𝗦𝗧𝗔𝗬 𝗔𝗪𝗔𝗬 charles leclerc x fem oc social media and real life BOOK ONE in the MONACO SERIES

The Costantino Sequel - Featuring Costa, Millie, the twins, and all the Accardi madness readers know and love, ROCCO is a slow-burn, enemies-to-lovers descent into obsession, loyalty, and fire. The Accardi family is back. And this time, it's Rocco's turn. At 30 years old, Rocco Accardi is known for a lot of things-his temper, his recklessness, his complete disregard for consequences. As the future underboss of Sicily's most feared family, he was never meant to feel anything. Until her. Alessia Russo, 26, Palermo's top real estate agent, has spent the past three years keeping things strictly professional. Which is hard to do when your most dangerous client spends every meeting flirting like it's a sport-and you've had a crush on him since day one. He's chaos. She's control. Their relationship was never meant to cross the line. But one wrong step-and everything spirals. Rocco doesn't know how to love. But he knows how to destroy. And once he decides she's his, he'll burn the city before he lets her go. Something is coming. And nothing will be the same after it hits.

At the start of the 2026 Formula 1 season, reigning World Champion Max Verstappen has one goal: domination. With Red Bull gunning for perfection and legacy cementation on the line, there's no room for distractions. Then Gianpiero Lambiase - Max's long-time race engineer and the only person he's ever trusted behind a headset - goes on paternity leave. Red Bull scrambles. Their solution? Poach Sasha Langley from Mercedes. Once groomed to be Bono's successor, Sasha is brilliant, calculating, and cold as carbon fiber. She's also the last person Max wants in his garage. He makes that clear. But Formula 1 doesn't care about feelings. Just results. And Sasha? She delivers. Thrown together under the blistering lights of the paddock, they clash - publicly, professionally, intimately. But hate has always been a close cousin of something far more dangerous. In a world where fractions define legacies and trust is earned in milliseconds, what begins as a war of wills may just become the one thing neither of them planned for: Something real.

Some wounds don't bleed. They burn. Camille Vitale was raised to win - at any cost. Silence was survival, and pain was just another lap to finish. By the time she met Max Verstappen on a dusty karting track, she already knew how to keep secrets. So did he. Years later, the world knows his name. And Camille? She's the one pulling the strings behind the camera flashes -polished and untouchable. But history doesn't stay buried forever. Not when it's hiding behind headlines and hollow smiles. As past and present collide at 300 kilometers an hour, Camille is forced to confront the one thing she was never trained for: What happens when the mask cracks? 🥇 > F1 🥈 > Max Verstappen

"No-please-don't do this!" Seraphina sobbed, her voice cracking as she clung to her eldest brother's wrist. "I-I'll be good. I'll do whatever you say, just don't-" A sharp crack echoed through the room as his palm struck her cheek, sending her crashing to the marble floor. Pain exploded across her skin, but it was nothing compared to the terror clawing at her chest. From above, his voice was cold. Unmoved. "You will marry him." She shook her head wildly, crawling backward until her spine hit the wall. "He's a monster," she whispered, her breath shuddering. "He's not human. Please, don't make me do this. I'll die." Her second brother crouched in front of her, grabbing her chin roughly, forcing her to look at him. His lips curled, eyes void of warmth. "Then die." Her breath hitched. "But you will die as his wife." The door behind them creaked open. Heavy footsteps. Her father stepped inside, his expression unreadable. "Lock her in this room," he ordered. "She will not step out until her wedding day." Sera thrashed as hands seized her, dragging her toward the massive iron doors. "No! Please-Father, please!" But he didn't even look at her. The last thing she saw before the door slammed shut was her brothers standing side by side, indifferent as she was thrown into a fate worse than death. Then darkness. And the only thing left was the suffocating truth. She was a sacrifice. A bride to the Sinister, a devil himself. #A STANDALONE BOOK

Luca Lombardi is a man of precision-his life defined by order, his time too precious for distractions. A busy father with a sharp tongue and a cold demeanor, he doesn't play games. But the moment he sees her, her legs around the pole-he decided what was his. Rosalina Crist isn't the fragile girl he once thought. She's fire and defiance wrapped in sin, and she moves like she owns the darkness of New York; which she does. Luca knows she's untouchable-his enemy by blood and business-but desire doesn't heed the rules. Soon, she becomes his obsession, a dark imprint etched into his mind, haunting him with every thought, every breath, and every forbidden craving. In the underworld of power and the game of Chess, she's the temptation he can't resist-and the ruin he can't escape. _ When Bridget Meadows decides to pursue her dream of attending university, she faces an unexpected obstacle: proving she has the work ethic to succeed. With no prior experience and her last name not enough to open doors. When Bridget Meadows turns to her father and uncle, Damon Lars, for help getting into university, she doesn't expect the solution to be working as an assistant for the summer. Even worse, she's assigned to Damien Lars-the guy she's spent years trying to avoid. Once childhood friends, Bridget and Damien now share nothing but tension and hate, their past fractured by a betrayal she won't speak of and he can't forget. Forced into close proximity, their tempers ignite, giving way to a dangerous temptation of desire. Damien knows he should stay away, but some lines are too tempting to leave unbroken.

𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐂𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐀 𝐂𝐑𝐈𝐒𝐓 (ANGEL) Older. Scary. Silent. Damon Lars was always lurking in the shadows, a sinister presence that scared me. It would be oblivious for me not to notice him even in the darkest areas. He was there. Maybe invisible to others, not to me. My brother's best friend, Damon, was notorious for his dark reputation. While I immersed myself in books, I could feel his gaze upon me. Sometimes, I feel him notice me too. No one knows what happens when all my brother's friends are busy. I saw him. Every day. And I vowed to keep my mouth shut. My secret. And his. STELLA RUSSEL (PRINCESS) Rich. Entitled. Bratty. That was me, and I'm proud. I hated Grayson Meadows. He constantly treated me as if I were a spoiled rich brat - which I was - our fathers being business partners made us around each other a lot. Despite his mocking, he always protected me, causing me to feel uneasy in his presence. If I harbor such animosity towards him, why do I find myself concerned for him too? I hate him. But I fucking need him more. LILIANA ROSELINE (DOLLFACE) Jaxon's intense gaze always sent shivers down my spine, as if he could see right through me. He was Marci's violent older brother, a brooding figure with a penchant for chaos. Danger seemed to emanate from him like a dark aura. Yet, amidst his menacing aura, he would fixate his eyes on me, as if I were the epitome of perfection. But could a girl, so perfect, ever be enticed by a man like him? Yes, because I'm so deep down in love with him. AVERY RAVEN (LITTLE DEVIL) Alessio, the loud figure, refers to me as the 'little devil' and feigns animosity towards me. He says he hates me a lot. However, deep down, I am aware that his feelings are quite the opposite. In the dead of night, when the world slumbers, he clandestinely dials my number on each of my birthdays, evoking an unsettling sensation within me. Until last summer, when everything went south and I ruined Alessio's life