I said, No one has to know what we do His hands are in my hair, his clothes are in my room Dean Di Laurentis / OC Off Campus © nyraswife cover by @swannluvr

Lacy Antheia Valerose has spent years avoiding hockey players after losing her father to a tragic hockey accident, she swore she'd never let herself get close to a hockey player no matter how charming, persistent, or painfully attractive Briar University's hockey stars might be Garrett Graham is used to getting exactly what he wants, Dean Di Laurentis is used to people falling for him without trying, Lacy does neither What starts as harmless curiosity quickly turns into something neither boy can ignore, especially when the one girl they can't stop thinking about keeps running the other direction But the closer Garrett and Dean get to Lacy, the more they realize her distance isn't rejection... it's fear And for Lacy, falling for two hockey players might mean risking the kind of heartbreak she promised herself she'd never survive again

"A falling star brings luck to those who see it." "The luck is all mine already, Elaena" To be the first princess born to House Targaryen in a generation is to have your fate sealed with your first cry. To have someone watching over you from the stars is to have your luck foretold, your path guided by their light. Or so Elaena Targaryen tells herself. Prince Maekar had long defied brothers and Kings alike to keep his little stargirl beside him. But the tourney at Ashford is a summons, and the King's word is law. Marriage is duty. But a falling star can change its course.

"𝑺𝒉𝒆 𝒊𝒔 𝒂 𝒄𝒉𝒊𝒍𝒅." "𝑺𝒉𝒆 𝒊𝒔 𝑚𝑦 𝒄𝒉𝒊𝒍𝒅." 𝑬𝒍𝒊𝒋𝒂𝒉 𝒂𝒔 𝒂 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒍𝒚 𝒅𝒂𝒅--𝑰𝒔𝒉 Based on The Originals (S2,S3,S4,S5) I don't own The Originals nor the characters from it. I only own Miley's storyline.

𝓤𝐋𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐎𝐋𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 ᵃ ᵉˡⁱʲᵃʰ ᵐⁱᵏᵃᵉˡˢᵒⁿ ᶠᵃⁿᶠⁱᶜ _______________________________ 𝒦𝒍𝒂𝒖𝒔 ×𝓛𝐢𝐥𝐲 × 𝓛𝐢𝐣𝐚𝐡 Lilith was a teenager shaped by anger and deep trust issues, raised with only her sister as family while her parents feared and rejected her. Her magic was different-uncontrollable, unnatural-and it became the reason her family fell apart, especially after the truth about her mother's betrayal surfaced. By the time the Mikaelsons returned to New Orleans, Lilith had become a feared witch. The covens saw her as a threat to eliminate, hoping to force her into the Harvest so her power would return to the earth and no longer endanger them. The Mikaelsons, however, saw an opportunity. While most tried to control or destroy her, Elijah chose to understand her. He recognized that her anger came from being misunderstood, not from chaos itself. Over time, this created a complex and unbreakable bond between them-one built not on trust at first, but on mutual understanding. _______________________________ 🏅4# ao3

Velarium (n., Latin, neuter) /veˈlaː.ri.um/ A canopy drawn against the harshness of light ; a veil held between the self and what would otherwise burn. In ancient arenas, it softened the sun without banishing it, a quiet mercy that made endurance possible. By extension ; a fragile shelter that does not change the world, only the way it is borne. baelor targaryen x oc

A teenage photographer, cheerleader, and accidental witness to everything, Stella Maybank weaves through high school friendships, basketball drama, her messy family, and boys who make things complicated. Nathan Scott x OC Seasons 1-6

Season two 🫶🏼

She was born as the stars whispered secrets, beneath a spring sky in 1507, when the Pleiades shimmered too brightly to ignore. Odette Lyra Sinclair - a name once erased, a girl once cast aside. The bastard of a future king, exiled to France with her mother, raised among roses and ghosted titles. Polished, fluent, veiled. Then came the winter of 1518, sharp with destiny. Taken by pirates, lost to the waves of fate - only to resurface in the silken shadows of the Imperial Harem. November 24th, they record. She was brought not for pleasure, but to serve Hatice Sultan - and yet, history would remember her for much more. She was not loud. Her steps were hushed, her gaze unreadable. Still, the palace noticed. In the letters of the Valide, in the journals of the court stewards, in the glances exchanged when she passed - she was there. The White Phantom. The Veiled One. The girl who bowed, but never bent. For two years, the Sultan wondered. She intrigued him not with laughter, but with silence. He saw her with Mustafa, with Hatice, with Mahidevran - and always, she turned away. But fate is persistent. And one day, at a game of chess, his hand brushed her veil. And the world shifted. He never let her hide again. She bore him eight children. She wore a crown of sapphires that sang of forgotten oceans. He wrote her into verses, painted her with trembling fingers. She obliged the Crown not by demand, but by becoming indispensable - the soul he could not rule without. Others were queens. She was the Sultana of the Jahan.

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