Two people haunted by their past, making a deal to destroy their demons. Morana Fields: I've been hurt and bullied all my live and all I've ever wanted to be was understood. But here at Celeste Academy, they dont care about how you feel or who you are, you just have to fit in. But I dont. And as if life wasnt hard enough an agitating presence finds his way into my life. Alastor Lowell. As handsome as he might be the boy is dangerous and nobody really knows why had been expelled and accepted to this school in the middle of an Island. But as dissapearings start to happen on school grounds, things start to get even more dangerous than I thought they'd be. Alastor Lowell: People are superficial. They all just assume I'm a privileged rogue who doesnt appreciate his opportunities. Although I am but a boy haunted by his past, with the need to right what had been done to my family. All aspirations are forgotten when I arrive at Celeste. And the little whirlwind of a girl named Morana is forced into my life. She too, is haunted by her past, but what happened? She buries it deep, but hey, who am I if I werent to try and find out what her secret is.

He was supposed to help her get the guy. She was supposed to help him get the girl. That was the deal. John Logan swears he only notices the things that matter because he's trying to help her. The way she twists rings around her fingers when she's nervous, the way she pretends not to care about things she actually cares about too much, the way she always looks over at him first after saying something funny like his reaction matters more than everyone else's. Madeline Blake tells herself Logan is just easy to be around. Easy to fight with. Easy to want attention from. But somewhere between fake dates, late night drives, and almosts that start feeling dangerously real, the line between pretending and something worse begins to disappear. Because the problem with teaching someone how to fall in love.. is accidentally doing it yourself. John Logan x FEMoc Off Campus ✎ᝰ

She is new at college, he is the captain of the ice hockey team. Two worlds that actually don't fit together. Bella Collen has left everything behind: Her mom, her home, her safety. Her goal is clear - a scholarship as a figure skater at Elite Sport College. But the new beginning is louder, bigger and more chaotic than expected. New roommates, a huge gym and the fear of not being good enough. Dean is the quiet anchor in the middle of the chaos of his roommates. Captain, disciplined elite athlete. But behind tired eyes and a cold gaze there's more than just training and team spirit. When their paths cross on campus, discipline collides with spontaneity, ice with ice. And between long hours on the ice and parties at frat houses, there's more crackling between them than either of them likes. A romance about new beginnings, fragile dreams and the question: What happens when the captain suddenly no longer has everything under control? *Note: This book contains trigger warnings such as eating disorder, trauma, bullying, violence, strong language, sexual scenes, death, difficult family situation, alcohol and drug use, violence*

Enzo Henington ist tödlich. Als bester Soldat seiner Delta-Force-Einheit lebt der 28-Jährige für Disziplin, Kontrolle und Gewalt. Gefühle sind für ihn eine Schwäche, Vertrauen ein Fehler. Seine Kameraden kennen ihn als eiskalten Kämpfer mit dunkler Vergangenheit - unberechenbar, gefährlich und vollkommen verschlossen. Für Enzo zählt nur seine Mission. Bis er auf sie trifft. Mit einem einzigen Blick bringt sie seine sorgfältig aufgebaute Welt ins Wanken. Plötzlich wird aus Kontrolle Verlangen. Aus Vernunft Obsession. Und aus einem Mann, der nie etwas gefühlt hat, jemand, der bereit ist, alles zu zerstören, um sie nicht zu verlieren. Doch Enzo trägt Dunkelheit in sich und manche Männer sind nicht dafür gemacht, zu lieben. Zwischen Gefahr, verbotener Anziehung und dunklen Geheimnissen beginnt ein Kampf, der tödlicher ist als jede Mission zuvor: der Kampf um sein Herz. - Dieser Roman enthält Inhalte die einen Triggern können, Gewalt und Erwachseneninhalt. * Alle Rechte liegen bei mir, Nitaxka, alle Rechte vorbehalten*

𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝟏 of 𝐓𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐧 𝐊𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 (𝐀𝐉 & 𝐈𝐳𝐳𝐲) AJ fucking Lynch. 𝐓𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐧 𝐊𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭. And the pain in my hole that hasn't left me the fuck alone since I joined this school filled with other-equally narcissistic-entitled, arrogant pricks. How was I supposed to know those tires were his? But honestly, he's like a rock in my shoe, small enough to ignore, yet always biting you in the ass until you ultimately go insane. He's a Lynch. The golden boy, the charmer, and the kind of guy every parent dreams of for their kid. Fairytale perfect, right? Wrong. Because here's the thing: AJ fucking Lynch is no knight. And I'm no princess. What I did to his car? Yeah, he asked for it. How dare he make my life a living fucking hell; the one place where I thought I was safe. What's the saying again? Ah yes, payback's a bitch, Lynch. And luckily for you, we do things differently on my side of the river. ♱ Izzy fucking Holland. 𝐓𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐧 𝐕𝐢𝐱𝐞𝐧. And the girl who caused my ultimate fall from grace. Call me exaggerated, I don't give a flying fuck. I want revenge, and she's my one way ticket to satisfying my insatiable hunger for it. I had a life, man. A fucking perfect one-that is, until the accident. Perfect captaincy, perfect grades, and a bloody perfect girlfriend. Now, I have nothing but headaches and a thirst for vengeance. All because of her. She's a Holland. That's what they do, right? Catch you off guard and tear the rug from under your feet so you fall into a bloody fucking death trap. But two can play that game. Let's get one thing straight: I don't want Izzy fucking Holland, or anything to do with her. I just wanna steal from her, you know? A little karma for how she ruined my life. And she'll fall. Because I always get what I want.

She wasn't supposed to fit in Slytherin. But Lana Crowe never fit anywhere. Blonde hair. Green eyes. A smile that never meant kindness. She arrived at Hogwarts already broken in ways no one bothered to understand too sharp for Hufflepuff hearts, too unpredictable for Ravenclaw minds, and far too dangerous for Gryffindor bravery. And then there was Draco Malfoy. Lucian Vale. Iris Blackwood. Three people. Three obsessions. Three different ways of ruining her. At Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, love isn't gentle. It's possession. It's power. It's survival. And Lana Crowe never learns how to be loved softly.

"𝘞𝘦 𝘥𝘰 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘸𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘷𝘪𝘷𝘦." After 97 years since humanity fled to space due to a nuclear war that rendered Earth uninhabitable, 100 juvenile teens-whose crimes have made them expendable-are sent to test its habitability, as the life-support resources in the space station, the Ark, are dwindling. Or Aspen Valet had been anticipating for the day she'd turn 18 and the Council would float her for her crimes, only to find herself aboard a dropship with 99 other delinquents heading towards Earth. Tensions run high, trust is scarce, and survival is far from guaranteed. Thrown into a world none of them understand, the hundred must decide what's more dangerous-the Earth beneath their feet, or each other. Survival isn't a given. Unity isn't either. ──────⊹⊱✫⊰⊹────── the 100 oc insert bellamy blake x fem!oc extreme slowburn status: ongoing/rewrite, updates inconsistent cross-posting on AO3 - not currently up to date @katxclysm 2024

𝐆𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐈𝐄 𝐋𝐘𝐍𝐂𝐇 wants to escape. She wants to pack up and run far far away. Away from cork, away from her deadbeat father and away from all the noise. But it's not that simple. With 4 kids to look after, and an addict twin brother she refuses to let slip through the cracks, shes drowning in responsibility. She uses track as an outlet for all her pent up emotion, and damn was she good. Competing for Ireland Youth's on occasion. Gracie has endless potential, but limited motivation. She felt as if her life was worthless, that she was put in this life to survive and protect and not to live nor thrive. 𝐊𝐈𝐀𝐍 𝐇𝐎𝐋𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐃 was done. He knew there was no escaping his surname and the history it was soaked in. No matter how hard he fights he just can't seem to outrun the shadow cast over all the good he has inside him. Battling wars constantly in his head, the only time it all went quiet was on the pitch. Just him, his team and a rugby ball. 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐘 grew up alongside eachother, they knew things about one another that no-one else did. But sometimes the present makes it hard to remember the past.