⛦Season 4 and onwards ⛦ She erased her past. But Heaven and Hell won't forget. Isadora has always known one thing: she can heal. Beyond that, her life feels ordinary-twenty-six years old, a gifted hunter, just another set of hands in the fight against things that go bump in the night. But the truth is older. Darker. Dangerous. When Sam and Dean Winchester cross paths with her on a hunt, she's a mystery they can't ignore. Sam sees the friend he's been aching for. Dean sees trouble-beautiful, infuriating, impossible trouble. Castiel sees exactly what she is. And Heaven and Hell will both want her on their side.

Cross your thoughtless heart, only liquor anoints you. JOHN B ROUTLEDGE 𝒙 FEM!OC 𝑆𝑒𝑎𝑠𝑜𝑛 𝑜𝑛𝑒 ━━ 𝑆𝑒𝑎𝑠𝑜𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑟𝑒𝑒

On Beechwood Island, everything gleams. The sun on the water, the crisp white of the Sinclair houses, the perfect smiles of perfect families. I've known Johnny Sinclair my whole life - or at least, the version of him that summers here: charming, sharp-tongued, golden. The boy who lives for July Fourth bonfires, for cannonball splashes off the dock, for teasing me about my hair when it frizzes in the salt air. We are the children of old money. We are the products of privilege and tradition. We are beautiful liars, all of us. And yet, when the cracks start to show - in the family, in the friendships, in the island itself - Johnny's the only one who looks me in the eye and sees me for real. Maybe that's why I never saw the disaster coming.

After years of running from the shadows of Mystic Falls, she returns at seventeen, drawn back by the death of her mother in a fire. Grief and guilt simmering with untapped power, Cordelia isn't the same girl who left. And the town isn't the same either. Klaus Mikaelson, The Original Hybrid, dangerous, and magnetic. He sees something in Cordelia: a darkness that mirrors his own, a weapon waiting to be sharpened. As their paths entangle in blood, betrayal, and forbidden magic, the line between love and destruction blurs. He wants her loyalty. She wants answers. But some fires are never meant to be put Klaus Mikealson x OC I do not own The Vampire Diaries or any of the plot except my original characters and some plots.

Florence Salvatore never asked to be caught in the tangled web of the Mikaelson family, she finds herself drawn into a game of power, deceit, and simmering attraction. The dinner at the Mikaelson mansion should have been a peaceful negotiation, but when Kol's aggression and dark charm collide with Florence's fierce independence, the tension between them ignites into a dangerous rivalry. As Florence fights to protect her family and keep the Mikaelsons at bay, she can't ignore the undeniable pull between her and the youngest Original brother - though every interaction is filled with insults, threats and venomous words. But beneath the animosity, a deeper connection begins to form, one that neither of them can deny. With enemies all around them, Florence and Kol must navigate the dangerous path between hate and passion, where vengeance is just a step away from desire. Can they survive the storm they've unleashed, or will their rivalry burn them both? An enemies to lovers fanfic Fem!OC x Kol Mikaelson TVD and TO plotlines. Book One of The Salvatore Writings @stilestearypillow

charlotte ames came from money. old money. though, that money really never did too much for her. charlotte was born to pure elegance, yet raised until the age of nine by her opioid addicted mother. when everyone has left her behind, only her family's closest friends, the sinclair family, are left. between charlotte ames's golden hair, tall stature, and monumental trust fund, she fits perfectly into the lives of this coastal, cashmere-soft family who spend their summers on their private beechwood island. in fact, she fits in even better with the "liars," cadence, mirren, johnny, and gat. charlotte has spent her years, and especially summers, indulging in sinclair summers, parties, and even skirmish bickerings. she is one of the "american royalty" who live in this perfect, perfect world. well, perfect until you look closer. there was an accident the summer of sixteen. exactly what, charlotte cannot seem to remember, as she does her best to drown herself in pills and flickerings of memories. what she can remember: being desperately in love with johny sinclair; reckless, impossible, and as carved into her as the shoreline. their story has always felt written in salt air and champagne bubbles. but when the lies they've all been telling start to surface, charlotte must untangle the truth from trauma, memory from in-between the pills, and love from legacy. when she returns to the island summer 17, charlotte finds herself in a haunting romance steeped in vintage linen, beach lilies, seashells, and the ache of trying to remember the fire she may have started. charlotte will soon learn beautiful people do terrible things, and old money can't fix burns this deep. season 1 // female oc x johnny sinclair childhood friends to lovers

Marlowe Wurthington had spent every summer since she was six in Beechwood Island. Home of the Perfect Sinclair family. The Wurthington and Sinclair patriarchs had always been business friends but when their eldest grandchildren were all born within a year of each other that only grew. Every summer the Wurthington family would vacation to France- until they didn't.

No feelings, no strings, no friendship, or God-forbid anything beyond that. Those are the rules of JJ Maybank and Frankie Marcus' relationship. If you can even call late-night hookups a relationship. But rules are meant to be broken, aren't they?

R U N A W A Y • 𝐧𝐚𝐨𝐦𝐢 𝐝𝐮𝐩𝐨𝐧𝐭 has always been good at running-from her past, her pain, and especially her father. after losing her mom and being dragged across the world to the outer banks, she's learned how to survive by staying sharp, staying guarded, and never getting too close. emotions? not her thing. trust? definitely not. she's tough, sarcastic, and way too smart to believe in happy endings. but the chateau's become a kind of safe haven, and she never expected a loud-mouthed blond boy with more trouble than sense to feel a little like home. 𝐣𝐣 𝐦𝐚𝐲𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐤 has never had it easy, but he's always had his boys, his board, and just enough charm to keep the pain off his sleeve. he's used to hiding behind jokes and fists-keeping people laughing so they don't look too closely. but when a sharp-tongued girl with an accent and stormy eyes starts sleeping under the same roof, jj finds himself drawn to her in a way he doesn't know how to explain. they're both broken in their own ways-fierce, defensive, and used to fighting to survive. but maybe, just maybe, surviving doesn't have to mean doing it alone. 'baby i got a plan, runaway as fast as you can.' /// JJ MAYBANK X FEM!OC