"𝘾𝙖𝙪𝙨𝙚 𝙞 𝙟𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙙𝙤𝙣'𝙩 𝙪𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙧𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙣𝙙, 𝙟𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙝𝙤𝙬 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙘𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙 𝙙𝙤 𝙬𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙣𝙤 𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙚𝙡𝙨𝙚 𝙘𝙖𝙣." They could be, but they couldn't.

"𝘿𝙤 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙠 𝙞'𝙫𝙚 𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙜𝙤𝙩𝙩𝙚𝙣 𝙖𝙗𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪.ᐣ" In which a boy, already claimed, can't stop watching the girl who never once looked away, as if their eyes had met in some quiet forever, long before the world learned their names. a heartbreak carlos alcaraz fanfiction

"'𝘾𝙖𝙪𝙨𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙘𝙖𝙣 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙧 𝙞𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙞𝙡𝙚𝙣𝙘𝙚 𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝙘𝙖𝙣 𝙛𝙚𝙚𝙡 𝙞𝙩 𝙤𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙮 𝙝𝙤𝙢𝙚 𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝙘𝙖𝙣 𝙨𝙚𝙚 𝙞𝙩 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙡𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩𝙨 𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙞𝙣 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚, 𝙩𝙧𝙪𝙚 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙞𝙣 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚" In which he finds himself fighting for a heart that wasn't his. jannik sinner × oc

They called her untouchable. Too polished. Too well-dressed. Too controlled. But no one ever asked Valentina Hadley-Rothschild if she wanted to be any of those things. She's an heiress by name, an actress by accident, a girlfriend by obligation. She's the kind of woman who looks perfect in photographs but forgets what her laugh sounds like when no one's listening. And she is in love. Or at least, she was. With Jack Draper, Britain's golden tennis prince. Their relationship is beautiful. Safe. Clean. Like white linen sheets tucked into a hotel bed. But beauty doesn't mean warmth. And safety isn't the same as being known. She's twenty-three and already exhausted. From pretending. From pleasing. From staying quiet when her heart wants to scream. And in that silent ache - somewhere between Monte Carlo and Madrid - she meets him.

Monte Carlo breathes under a sun that never forgets to burn. The salty sea whispers to the courts where legends are made, and secrets hide in every shadow. Kira Solberg walks with the weight of her past victories - and the ghosts of defeats - pressing against her ribs like a second heartbeat. She's no stranger to pressure, no stranger to silence that speaks louder than words. And then there's him. Jannik. Calm, untouchable, a storm wrapped in stillness. Their worlds orbit the same sun, but never quite collide - until the moment everything shifts. An alchemy neither of them expected, but both cannot deny.

They say the court is sacred. Chalk lines like boundaries of belief. Silence before serve like prayer. But behind the curtains of the tour - past the applause, the press, the polished smiles - there are things that aren't written into rulebooks. Things that can't be coached, corrected, or calculated. Like the way his eyes followed her when he thought no one was looking. Like the way the other one smiled only when she walked into the room. Like the quiet between matches, charged like a storm waiting to strike. She wasn't supposed to matter. Not in the rankings. Not on the court. But she did. And no one wins when the heart breaks on a fault line.

On an island split between Pogues and Kooks, Lena Sawyer learned early that trust is a weakness, and power always punches down. Rafe Cameron is the embodiment of that power-rich, reckless, cruel. The kind of boy you don't look in the eyes unless you're ready for war. But fate-or maybe the ocean-loves to stir the waters. When a forced alliance throws them into each other's path, Lena finds herself navigating lies, desires she doesn't understand, and truths more terrifying than any storm. 𝑩𝒆𝒄𝒂𝒖𝒔𝒆 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆𝒔, 𝒉𝒂𝒕𝒆 𝒊𝒔 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒂 𝒇𝒊𝒆𝒓𝒄𝒆𝒓 𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒎 𝒐𝒇 𝒂𝒕𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏. And the sea never shows mercy.

Ketterdam is a city where shadows stretch long, where loyalty is a currency and betrayal a way of life. In a world ruled by criminals, Kaz Brekker's name is whispered with fear, a legend of ruthless cunning. But Kaz isn't the only one hiding deadly secrets. Ella Volgere walks in the same darkness, a ghost among thieves with a gift that makes her both invaluable and terrifying: the power to see-and twist-the emotions of others. Her ability is a weapon of quiet destruction, and Kaz, who keeps his heart locked away, is no exception to her influence. He denies it, buries it, but Ella knows the truth he can't face. As dangerous heists, betrayals, and revenge spiral around them, the line between ally and enemy blurs. Kaz and Ella tread a precarious path, each step a risk, each choice a cost. And when the unforgivable happens, it is Pekka Rollins who will be the architect of their downfall-his betrayal a price too steep to pay. In a world where trust is a death sentence, and love is a weakness, Kaz Brekker will face the one truth he can't escape: some wounds can never be healed. And some sacrifices, no matter how great, can never be repaid.

Vera Rollins, the daughter of the notorious Pekka Rollins, has lived a life defined by trauma and silence. She wears gloves to protect herself, to shield the world from the scars her father left behind. Kaz Brekker, a man forged in the streets of Ketterdam, has made it his mission to destroy her family. But when their paths cross, the two enemies find themselves locked in a game far more dangerous than either of them expected. In a world where touch is both a weapon and a curse, they will have to confront their pasts, their demons, and each other-whether they want to or not. "The touch of α hαnd ıs never just α touch. It's α promıse, α ɯound, α betrαчαl."

"𝘐𝘯 𝘢 𝘤𝘪𝘵𝘺 𝘣𝘶𝘪𝘭𝘵 𝘰𝘯 𝘭𝘪𝘦𝘴, 𝘵𝘸𝘰 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘴 𝘴𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘭𝘺 𝘶𝘯𝘳𝘢𝘷𝘦𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘳𝘶𝘵𝘩-𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘴𝘦𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘵 𝘢𝘵 𝘢 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦, 𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘣𝘰𝘯𝘥𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘯 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘢𝘳𝘬𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘴." ! will not follow the storyline ! Kaz brekker • oc started: 05/02/2025 finished:07/03/2025 published: 07/03/2025