Don't save her, she don't wanna be saved. (Smallville: Seasons 1-5) (Gotham: Seasons 1-2) Achievements #493 writing #3 liana liberato #6 lois lane #1 lana lang #1 chloe sullivan #1 kristin kreuk #10 smallville

Freya fell asleep in her own bed and woke up somewhere else. She could anticipate many things - being kidnapped by a cult full of weirdos or having her organs sold on the black market. What she didn't anticipate was being thrown into a fantasy romance novel, especially one she had dropped after reading just the first few chapters. What? She really did not like blonds. [OFC x RHYS, ISEKAI as she becomes Feyre]

Some people break like glass. She learned how to shatter silently. Skylar Altair wasn't supposed to wear a badge. At twenty-four, she was a certified prodigy-board-certified in half a dozen specialties, a nuclear medicine and neuro-path genius, a rising star in a white coat. The youngest. The brightest. The girl who never failed. But trauma doesn't care about your résumé. Loss doesn't care how many degrees you've earned. And the world doesn't stop spinning just because your soul flatlines. Her father died in front of her eyes when she was twelve. Her brother spiraled into addiction. And when she needed help most-when everything was taken from her in a single night-no one came. Not the heroes. Not the law. Not the system. So she stopped waiting. They taught her how to save people. Now she's going to learn how to protect herself. With the steel of a soldier in her blood and the precision of a surgeon in her bones, Skylar trades the hospital lights for sirens, scrubs for Kevlar. Becoming a cop was never the plan. But plans change-especially after the aftershock. In a city that's breaking at the seams, Skylar will have to confront everything she tried to bury: her rage, her grief, her brilliance, and the terrifying possibility that maybe-just maybe-she was meant for this life all along. Genius. Survivor. Rookie. She's not trying to be a hero. She's just trying not to fall apart again.

After the accident at Wickery Bridge that claimed her parents' lives, Celeste Gilbert's world shattered into pieces. But unlike her twin sister Elena, who retreats into her grief just trying to stay afloat, Celeste reacts with rage and a heart of steel. She is the backbone of the Gilbert house, the one who protects Jeremy and isn't afraid to look the darkness right in the eye. Everything changes when the Salvatore brothers arrive in town. While Elena is drawn to the mysterious Stefan, Celeste finds herself in the crosshairs of the unpredictable and dangerous Damon. Between them, a spark of lethal defiance and attraction ignites instantly. Damon sees something in her that no one else has: a wild flame, a determination that refuses to break for anyone. But Celeste is more than just Elena's twin; she is a soul bound to an ancient "debt," a contract rooted deep within her family's past-a secret that must remain buried. In a Mystic Falls where vampires return to reclaim what is theirs, Celeste must fight for her family and her very soul. Because Celeste is no one's shadow. She is the fire that burns in the dark.

In a world surrounded by evil and shadows, a young healer's defiance becomes legend. When Vaela Thorne is dragged to the Mountain, a place of nightmares ruled by a monster in silk and blood; her fate seems sealed. Scarred, silenced, and stripped of everything but the fire in her veins, she refuses to kneel for a self-proclaimed 'High Queen'. But night watched her from the throne's edge: Rhysand, feared High Lord of the Night Court, whose cruelty is matched only by the secrets behind his eyes. The High Lord recognizes her as the ghost of a female he would dream of; he then takes her as his 'pet', where Vaela and Rhysand are forced into a deadly dance of masks and a bargain, where every lie hides longing, and every touch is edged with danger. When they shattered the chains from Amarantha, and Rhysand calls upon their bargain, he takes Vaela to his Court. Where they both fought to know and find freedom once more. But Prythian was never truly free: an ancient evil darkness stirs in the forgotten corners of the world. Not of this realm, hungering for destruction, it's gaze fixed upon Vaela and the secret she carries deep in her soul. Now the fate of courts and hearts hangs in the balance. And as love blooms in the heart of night and war shadows the horizon, Vaela must reckon with who and what she truly is. ✦ . 　⁺ 　 . ✦ . 　⁺ 　 . ✦ Ranking history: #1 in acourtofthornsandroses #1 in rhysand #1 in cassian #1 in romantasy #1 in throneofglass #1 in elf #1 in azriel #1 in tog ✦ . 　⁺ 　 . ✦ . 　⁺ 　 . ✦ •Rhysand x Main OC and eventually later on through the story: Azriel x OC and Cassian x OC. •This story will have a different story plot than the original. •Story is 18+ only. •Peep my patreon for 'Fated' content and spicy art ;) •DISCLAIMER: All rights of the ACOTAR universe belong to Sarah J Maas except for my OC's.

𝔙𝔦𝔳𝔞𝔪𝔲𝔰 𝔪𝔬𝔯𝔦𝔢𝔫𝔡𝔲𝔪 𝔢𝔰𝔱. 𝙻𝚎𝚝 𝚞𝚜 𝚕𝚒𝚟𝚎, 𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚠𝚎 𝚖𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚍𝚒𝚎. 🅐 🅖🅘🅡🅛, haunted by the ghosts of her past. She finds herself in the book that her friend once recommended. Now that she is here, she notices how everything changes. How Warner, who was supposed to be devoted to Juliette, doesn't really care much. How Juliette finds herself falling for someone else. 🅐 🅑🅞🅨, struggling to stay afloat. He finds a girl, who seems to know more than she should. She knows about his father. She seems to predict things before they happen. How is he supposed to ignore her, when everything about her being pulls him closer? 𝕀𝕗 𝕀 𝕨𝕖𝕣𝕖 𝕥𝕠 𝕜𝕚𝕤𝕤 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕟 𝕘𝕠 𝕥𝕠 𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕝, 𝕀 𝕨𝕠𝕦𝕝𝕕. 𝕊𝕠 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕟 𝕀 𝕔𝕒𝕟 𝕓𝕣𝕒𝕘 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕕𝕖𝕧𝕚𝕝𝕤 𝕀 𝕤𝕒𝕨 𝕙𝕖𝕒𝕧𝕖𝕟 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙𝕠𝕦𝕥 𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕣 𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕖𝕣𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕥. - 𝔚𝔦𝔩𝔩𝔦𝔞𝔪 𝔖𝔥𝔞𝔨𝔢𝔰𝔭𝔢𝔞𝔯𝔢 THS SYNOPSIS IS KINDA SHIT, PLEASE READ THE CHAPTERS TO FORM YOUR OPINION. H I G H E S T R A N K I N G S #1 in #kenji #1 in #aaronwarner #1 in #jameskent #1 in adamkent #1 in julietteferrars #5 in #aaron #7 in #james STORY IS ONGOING AND MY MAIN FOCUS, UPDATES ARE IRREGULAR BUT I TRY TO UPDATE AS SOON AS I CAN. STARTED - 09/03/2025 COMPLETED - ??/??/????

Book 1 of The IronBlood Saga Death was supposed to be the end. Instead, it became a detour. Raina De Luca was forged in blood-the daughter of an Italian mafia don, trained from childhood to survive betrayal, carve power out of fear, and never hesitate. When a rival family puts a bullet in her skull, she expects darkness. What she wakes to is war. Reborn in a land ruled by dragons and deadly magic, Raina is forced into Basgiath War College, where survival is earned one kill at a time. Her instincts make her lethal. Her discipline makes her respected. Her past keeps her dangerous. But nothing about her resurrection is an accident. Her strength is wrong-too natural. Her senses are sharp in ways no human should possess. Her magic, when it stirs, feels ancient... familiar... remembered. And the dragons look at her not with curiosity, but recognition. Whispers follow her through Basgiath-echoes of a life she doesn't remember. A power she once had. A homeland beyond this world entirely. One whose people are older, immortal, and carry starlight in their blood. As Venin rise and war looms, Raina realizes her arrival wasn't fate. It was a mistake. An interruption. A displacement from a world that is calling her back. One ruled by courts. By magic. By a High Lord who has long believed his lost sister died centuries ago. In Navarre, death was mercy. What comes next is the truth she was never meant to forget.

❛ a falling star fell from your heart and landed in my eyes ❜ ⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯ ⬩❖⬩ ⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯ "How . . ." She was at a loss for words. This was a dream, right? But if it was, how could she be feeling all of this? How could she feel his magic, or his touch, or the cool air of the corridor? None of it made sense. One of his hands raised, as though wanting to touch her face, but it hesitated before lowering. Some small part of Ana was left disappointed. "You're . . . you're here? How are you here?" Ana swallowed thickly. "I⎯I don't know. I thought I was . . . this is a dream. But then . . ." Realization dawned in his eyes. "Oh." Ana frowned. What did oh mean? "Shit." "What?" Ana asked. She needed answers. This was the second strange thing that had happened in four days. "Why are you saying shit? What's going on?" His hand wrapped around her wrist again and he pulled her through the darkness, away from the door. "She can't know about this. None of them can." "Who can't know about what?" Ana nearly stumbled over her footing, but her years of training kept her upright. "Tell me what's happening. Who even are you? How am I here?"

Joey Lynch x Maeve Healy. In which Maeve, a girl filled with grief and anger, finds herself colliding- both personality wise and physically- with the hot-headed hurler. boys of tommen. grumpy x grumpy joey lynch x female oc unless i've introduced them otherwise, all characters mentioned are from the boys of tommen series by chloe walsh!

"Your skull is thicker then this book." ˚✧₊⁎*⁎⁺˳✧༚ In which ms brooklyn falls for. . . well, that's a suprise now isn't it ? ˚✧₊⁎*⁎⁺˳✧༚ A cup of hot chocolate and a good book was more than enough to get on the good graces of Amelia Hopper. A cozy drink and any chance to escape into a differently reality through reading was her idea of fun. It was until the wealthy elite of New York decided to rattle her life, flipping it upside down as well as spinning it for fun. Oh my was Amelia Hopper in for quite a ride. . . {NATE ARCHIBALD X FEMALE OC} {BOOK BY MuffledYells COVER BY MuffledYells} {UNDER EDITING FINISHED}