You finally got your very first job: Clean up and restore the Opera Populaire! Ever since the accident 5 years ago, no one dared set foot inside the building. Many still believed the Opera Ghost roamed it's cursed halls. Despite its haunted reputation, something about the opera called to you. You didn't know whether it was the architecture, the history, or the secret longing to sing inside of its great walls, but you couldn't wait to start your new job, and you couldn't wait to discover all of the Opera houses secrets. Unfortunately for you, someone is still there trying to protect them. Disclaimer: This story is based off of the 2004 film version of Phantom of the Opera with Gerard Butler. This is a phantom of the opera x female reader fic. #1 in tag "phantomoftheoperaxreader" (3/15/23) #1 in tag "operaghost" (5/12/23)

A story of the courier's love affair with everyone's favorite self-deprecating researcher. Based upon the song 'It Must Be Love' by Labi Siffre. Contains spoilers for Fallout: New Vegas, depending on your choices - read at your own risk.

You're the Commonwealths murder, and an detective has been on you for years, and for years you haven't been caught but the detective suspected you and all he needs is evidence to bring you to justice. Will he finally turn you in and stop your endless murder? Or will something unexpected happen?

After the explosion of the institute, the Railroad discovers a secret complex hidden in the depths of a old subway. You volunteer to enter and destroy it, but unfortunately you are captured by the Synthetics. Now you wake up in what looks like a prison, stripped of your weapons and clothes. Will someone be crazy enough to come and save you when they see that you won't come back after several days? (Univers and characters does not belong to me.)

By 1899, the age of outlaws and gunslingers was at an end. America was becoming a land of laws... Even the west had mostly been tamed. A few gangs still roamed, but they were being hunted down and destroyed. This is the story of one of those gangs that roamed the west. The Van Der Linde gang, a group of people who have chosen to reject the rules of society and the power of the government, not wanting to be ruled by anyone and instead living by their own code and laws. After a failed heist in Blackwater, the group, led by Dutch van der Linde, will travel east across America to escape those who pursue them, encountering an old rival, and dangers around every corner. As internal conflict starts to brew, Arthur Morgan and his childhood friend, (Y/N) (L/N) are forced to choose between their ideals and their loyalty to the gang. ... In NO way shape or form do I own the plot and story and characters of Red Dead Redemption 2. This is a FANFICTION created for fun! I make NO PROFITS off this story! This is just for people to freely enjoy and read. ... This story is MATURE. It contains depictions of violence, occasional threats and mentions of rape, racism, graphic death, and sex. DO NOT READ IF YOU ARE A MINOR or someone who cannot handle those things! I would be devastated if I triggered anyone's trauma unintentionally! ):

Nora has spent most of her life in solitude, travelling only with her business partner JB Cripps. Always on the move, never allowing herself the time to face the past that threatens to consume her. That is until she meets a particularly irritating outlaw at a bounty board and her life suddenly bursts into tremendous colour. But when the pendulum swings one way, eventually it'll swing the other. COMPLETE This is a work of fanfiction, with characters from Rockstar's Red Dead Redemption 2 and Red Dead Redemption 2 Online. I do not own this world, nor any character beyond the main OC. Neither do I own any of the literature and titles taken from the works of Robert Frost. (While this story follows along with the timeline and the main plot of the game, there will be divergences in the canon. Mainly that Arthur will not contract TB. As for who else lives and dies, I'm afraid you'll have to find out.)

➵ ❝Y'know... I ain't a good man.❞ ❝You're good to me, and that's enough.❞ ➵ Arthur Morgan had heard many tales about grand treasures hidden all over the Heartlands, yet he wasn't one to believe in mere rumors as such, most claimed by drunken lowlifes spending their miserable lives in rundown saloons. Until the day the Van der Linde gang saves a farm girl from Colm O'Driscoll's boys, and something more; with a legitimate treasure map in the girl's possession, the chance to earn a great amount of gold arises, and is far too tempting for Dutch van der Linde to turn down. Arthur takes it upon himself to find this secret stash of gold - and it's during this treasure hunt where the outlaw finds out more than he'd bargained for; the gold is not the only secret that has remained hidden for far too long. ➵ Arthur Morgan x Fem!reader ➵ Warning: this story contains foul language, violence, gore and death. ➵ Credits: RDR2/Arthur Morgan belongs to Rockstar Games, I only own my writing. ➵ Cover edited by @catharsxs ➵ IF YOU HAVE NOT FINISHED RDR2, BE AWARE OF POTENTIAL SPOILERS IN THIS STORY !!

Your friend invite you to Italy to live and you accept the change but moving there was taking you to a fate you will regret. I also write it in spanish

➳IMPORTANT: This book's current status is: discontinued / completed. It will not be updated again. ➳ You will find more information in the first chapter! ➳ DISCLAIMER/CREDITS: I do not own Red Dead Redemption 2 or its characters/story plot. It belongs to Rockstar Games. I only own my writing! ➳ Book cover edited by @catharsxs

Elizabeth Forcier is the daughter of a wealthy man in Blackwater. During a social event, she meets Micah Bell and ends up offering an opportunity to the van der Linde gang. A few months later, Elizabeth and Micah meet again, but this time, the roles are reversed. Red Dead Redemption 2 Micah Bell x OC NB : This is my first story, I gladly take constructive criticism. Also be tolerant of my english, it is not my native language. Hope you'll enjoy! :) P.S : I took some liberty from the original plot.