Book 3 of Transport The Safe Haven is exactly what it sounds like. It's safe. Safe from needless death, safe from Cranks, safe from WICKED. However true that is, there are things that can never be erased. Some things aren't meant to be outrun. External battles are one thing. They're something that has to be done to get to the next chapter. They're thrust onto us against our will. The battle of our minds though, the battle of trauma, family history, and heavy insecurities, are something no walls can protect us from. They're what make or break people and relationships. Seeing as even now Aris and you have plenty of those, the true test of love is finally here.

Life has never changed. Even if you've spent as long as you remember trying to make a difference, everything is the same. Of course, nothing lasts forever. Even though it was nobody's fault, even though the experience didn't seem to be pleasant for anyone, even though it was nothing that was needed, it was true. Blondie was a boy.

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"𝑰 𝒃𝒓𝒐𝒌𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒓𝒖𝒍𝒆𝒔. 𝑰 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖, 𝒐𝒌𝒂𝒚?" A summer fling is exactly that: a fling. Fleeting like the tide, they're temporary. Everything about them is supposed to be simple. So how did this one get so complicated? A Jeremiah x Fem!Reader fanfic ~•~ Start Date: March 25th, 2025 End Date: June 17th, 2025 ~•~ . . . -Key- (Yn)- Your name (Yln)- Your last name (Ec)- Eye color (Hc)- Hair color (Fc)- Favorite Color . . . -Rankings- #1: jeremiahxreader #1: beachhouse . . . ❗️DISCLAIMER❗️ -The Summer I Turned Pretty and all of its original characters+dialogue belong to Prime and Jenny Han! -The cover is by me :)

"Well, Valdez," I said quietly, wrapping my arms around his neck and pulling him closer. "It's going to be a crazy ride." Y/N is a girl who feels weak, but soon realizes that's not the case. Her mother is starting to blame her for things that keep happening, though Y/N doesn't have any control over them. After a satyr comes to the rescue, she arrives at Camp Half-Blood. There, a certain son of Hephaestus catches her eye.

She was practically cursed to be someone to look out for since birth. Having lived her entire life in the Scorch, she was on edge, paranoid, and was always prepared to kill. Even if it made her enemies, she did what she had to to survive. Aris knew nothing about that sort of lifestyle. His Maze and two weeks out there didn't make him cold. It didn't make him so dangerous that getting close to someone would risk their lives. She did though. She was like that, so when this random boy she had a terrible first impression with told her to stay in the Safe Haven, she wasn't eager to take it. Not at all. Even if it was her only chance of normalcy. Even if it was her only chance of falling in love.