Elodie Rossi, daughter of Valentino Rossi is a famous singer who gets into a PR relationship with none other than McLaren's golden boy Lando Norris.

࣪𖤐.ᐟ yuna verstappen was brought up in a family where love was nothing but a word. there was no love in her house, that's not how champions are made. yuna's the best at what she does, and she knows that mediocrity is never enough-not when there's the verstappen family name to be carried on her shoulders. she doesn't want distractions, but maybe that's all she needs. that's what he is. lando norris doesn't need any more stress on his shoulders. not only is he fighting for a world title, but he also has the media following him wherever he goes, and with who. at this point, he wonders how long it'll be before he implodes. however, when a familiar blonde catches his eye it's only a matter of time before he realises that maybe you shouldn't always get what you want. RANKED! #7 lando 5/10 #1 equestrian 12/11

Max never wanted a kid, until he met Azzi. Azzi never had a father figure, never had that guidance, never quite fit in until she met max. 2 people that dont realise how much they help each other

Glamorous, confident, and with a debut album to die for, Savannah Coleman is the music industry's latest it girl. She's got it all - witty one liners, relatable lyrics, sold out shows and a body built for sinning. But behind the curtain of sass, mystery, and bad girl energy, she uses her songs to still her demons, still haunted by the toxic contents of her last relationship and the explosive way it ended. When the power of the internet gets Savannah invited to a Grand Prix, she expects the drivers she meets to be polite, friendly, slightly aloof. What she doesn't anticipate is Lando Norris. He sees right through that carefully crafted facade, preferring the woman underneath - and he'll stop at nothing to break her out of her second skin. But there are some scars that just refuse to heal easily.

"𝑰 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒌 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒊𝒔." _____________ 𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 𝐠𝐥𝐨𝐛𝐚𝐥 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐀𝐧𝐝𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐝𝐚 𝐁𝐚𝐧𝐤𝐬 𝐚𝐜𝐜𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭𝐬 𝐚 𝐭𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭 𝐨𝐧 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐦𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐚𝐜𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐚 𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐟𝐢𝐜 𝐟𝟏 𝐝𝐫𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐫. {𝐚 𝐬𝐨𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐥 𝐦𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐚 𝐟𝐢𝐜} {𝐟𝐞𝐦 𝐨𝐜 𝐱 𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐬} {𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐝: 𝟏𝟏/𝟑/𝟐𝟓, 𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐝: ???}

Florence Carter doesn't belong in the paddock. She prefers quiet galleries to camera flashes, timeless paintings to tabloid headlines. But when a weekend visit turns into something more, her carefully curated world collides with the high-octane chaos of Formula 1 and with George Russell. George is used to pressure. He thrives in the spotlight, lives by precision, and has no time for distractions. Until he sees her poised, composed, impossibly out of place. And somehow, exactly what he didn't know he was looking for. Their connection is subtle. Private. It builds in glances, in silences, in the spaces between races. But when the world begins to speculate, twist, and misjudge what they share, Florence is forced to choose: stay safe in the shadows, or step into the light beside him. Started June 2025 Finished October 2025

*ON HIAUTUS* "His name on my necklace The world could be on fire all id see is you" "I will keep you for a life time babe" Max Verstappen and model Catherine Campbell fight to preserve the privacy of their relationship from the publics prying eyes

One night. No names. No consequences. That was the deal. Eliza Barnett never planned to hook up with a stranger in Monaco. But when she's dragged to a Halloween party by her best friend, she lets herself slip into a silver robe, a new identity, and one rule: no real names. Just Artemis. Just one night. He calls himself Maverick. Cocky, magnetic, wrapped in a flight suit and a smile that makes her forget how careful she usually is. They don't talk about their real lives. They don't ask questions. And in the morning, she's gone-back to her real world, expecting never to see him again. A week later, she's at a Formula 1 Grand Prix with VIP paddock passes and zero interest in the sport-until she sees him, in fireproofs and a helmet, stepping out of an F1 car to a roar of cameras. Maverick is Lando Norris. And he's been trying to find her ever since. But Eliza has no interest in becoming a tabloid headline-or another accessory in a celebrity's world. He wants her name. She wants her anonymity. And neither of them is ready for what happens when masks start to slip.

He wasn't supposed to notice her. Not like that. Not while sitting in the front row, his hand resting on his girlfriend's thigh, cameras flashing, the world watching. But then she appeared. Lucretia Moreau - a name whispered like a prayer, a vision wrapped in silk and light. The kind of woman who could make time hesitate, who walked the runway as if she owned gravity itself. Charles Leclerc had seen beauty before. He'd lived surrounded by it - in Monaco's glittering nights, in the sleek perfection of red machinery. Yet nothing compared to the way her eyes caught his. Cold, velvet blue. Dangerous. Curious. As if she knew he was already hers. One look was all it took. And in that moment, under the flash of a thousand cameras, he understood: some crashes don't happen on track. Charles Leclerc as himself Candice Swanepoel as Lucretia Moreau