"Now, if you want to even survive a millisecond in that arena, you need to pay attention," Haymitch Abernathy mutters. He jerks his chin toward a girl near the weapon racks. "Ivory Rose. District 4. Victor of the Sixty-Eighth Hunger Games." Katniss expects someone loud. Another Career. Another arrogant victor draped in Capitol beauty. Instead, Ivy Rose stands perfectly still. Dark green fabric wraps around her arms like vines, and there's something unsettling about the calm expression on her face. Not cold exactly. Controlled. "Capitol called her the Thorned Rose," Haymitch says. "Mostly because they needed something pretty to distract people from what she actually did in that arena." Peeta glances over. "Which was?" Haymitch lets out a dry laugh. "She poisoned half her competition before the bloodbath even ended." - (Finnick Odair x OC) Enemies to lovers

Vivian Raymond, the definition of looks like they could kill you and would kill you. A girl who's heart was torn to piece and broken beneath the feet of every Capitol citizen that walked all over her. A victor, like many others, who should have never won their Games. She were just... lucky, if you could even call it that. Victor of the 54th Hunger Games. District 3's very own brains and broad, that even Beetee and Wiress struggled to beat. A tribute set with the task of destroying the arena, even if it kills her. A plan that was sure to gift her with the same fate as the Victor of the second Quarter Quell. Haymitch Abernathy, who she loathed with all her heart. Because he killed her best friend, he was the reason Ampert Latier died that day in the Games. He broke the promise of protecting him, and now he would pay, even if it meant Vivian would have to kill him. HAYMITCH X FEMOC ENEMIES TO LOVERS FIGHT TO SURVIVE RISK IT ALL GRUMPY X GRUMPIER

"My advice is always ruin the friendship, better that than regret it for all time..." Haymitch narrows his eyes, "You've trained for this." She smirks a little, "I'm from District One, obviously I've trained." "No," he shakes his head, "You're different - you're not arrogant, you're confident." It's her turn to roll her eyes as she redirects her gaze to the sunset, "Yeah, well, I'm a Blessing. I was practically raised for this. My brothers set the bar pretty high." His eyebrows raise at that, he'd heard of her family. God, practically everyone in Panem had heard of her family. Because every time a Blessing child had volunteered for the Hunger Games, they didn't just win - they entertained.

Vika Bridges is dead. ...Well, sort of. Her soul's stuck to a cursed sword, her body's missing, and the only person who can see her is Roronoa Zoro, a stubborn swordsman who could get lost in a straight hallway. She's desperate. He's directionally hopeless. And her body is out there somewhere... drifting farther away with every passing day. one piece anime / roronoa zoro / slow burn post fishman island

Adeline Blackwood didn't know much about life outside Camp Half-Blood. She didn't even know who her divine parent was, even though she thought she'd get some answers after the Second Titan War. Who was an unclaimed child in the middle of heroes? That sounded like a reasonable question she never got an answer for it. Almost one year after the rebellion, a new threat resurfaced alongside an old prophecy that the gods did everything in their power to avoid. Still, what they needed to learn was that sometimes their choices could lead to unthinkable consequences that could condemn all of them.

❝𝐃𝐈𝐃 𝐀𝐍𝐘𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐒𝐄𝐄 𝐇𝐈𝐌 𝐒𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆 ❞ ⤿ a story where in y/n nakayama a medical resident who can barely pay any bills, text sakusa kiyoomi who accidentally liked her photo. slight atsumu x reader! sakusa x fem reader smut! angst! fluff! half text fic!! spoils!! plots & ocs, sakusaaddictt 𝘪 𝘥𝘰 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘩𝘢𝘪𝘬𝘺𝘶𝘶! 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘴, 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘭𝘰𝘵 𝘰𝘤'𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘪 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘥.

➶ ੭୧ . 　⁺ . - in which, y/n texts a random number about panties, expecting it to be her sister but it ended up being a famous volleyball player. half chatfic, half textfic.

"That isn't how logic works!" "We're on a quest with a satyr, an immortal moon cultist and two forbidden children. But you still want to talk to me about logic?" Every demigod has a tragic backstory, Azrael was no different. But the Fates always have a plan, and apparently, so does Aphrodite. TTC - BoO TTC: ✔️ BoTL: ✔️ TLO: ✔️ TLH: ✔️ SoN: ✔️ MoA: In progress Started: 19.02.25 Ended: ?? Top Ranks: #1 in nicodiangeloxoc #1 in jasongrace #1 in hoo #1 in leovaldez #1 in hazellevesque #2 in heroesofolympus #2 in pjo #3 in demigod #4 in percyjackson #10 in bxb

❝𝐈 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐟𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐬, 𝐟𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐝𝐮𝐬𝐭. 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐝𝐢𝐞𝐬. 𝐈𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐬 𝐮𝐬 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐲.❞ ˚ ༘✦ - 𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇, Letitia Hale dies at sixteen, awakens immortal, and discovers that vengeance is far easier than forgetting. ˚ ༘✦ - 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐂𝐎𝐋𝐃 𝐍𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐃𝐈𝐄𝐒 - After a brutal betrayal leaves two sisters dead, Letitia and Rosalie abandon the lives stolen from them and disappear into an America glittering with jazz, wealth, and hidden monsters. As newspapers chronicle impossible murders and whispers of a blood-soaked avenger spread from city to city, Letitia finds herself haunted not only by the thirst that comes with immortality, but by a stranger with crimson eyes who always seems to arrive too late. Alec Volturi warned her once. He warned her again. Now he is asking her to stop hunting a man called John Winters. But some wounds cannot be healed, some debts cannot be forgiven, and some monsters wear the face of a boy who looks at you as though he has mourned you for centuries. In a world where love is dangerous, revenge is intoxicating, and eternity remembers everything, Letitia must decide whether to follow the path written in blood-or the one whispered by the vampire she cannot bring herself to trust. ©HiddingNightmare 2026 + + + Alec Volturi X Female OC Cover made and drawn by ME! 1930 New York - Complete New moon - Complete Eclipse - Breaking dawn - + + + 1# claireholt 3/7/26 1# nikkireed 3/7/26

❝ Get on your knees, Red. ❞ Forks, Washington is the kind of place where nothing is supposed to happen. Which is probably why Brooklyn sticks out so much. Bella Swan's cousin-sharp-tongued, sarcastic, always a little too honest for her own good. The kind of person people in Forks are used to seeing but never really figuring out. She's known, she's noticed, she's just... never fully understood. Especially not by the Cullens. Until Bella comes back to town and everything starts to tilt. Because Brooklyn has opinions. Loud ones. Especially about Edward Cullen, who she decides she doesn't like from the very first second-and somehow makes that everyone's problem. Then there's Jasper Hale. He notices her the second she walks into the room. Something about the way she moves, the way she laughs, the way she looks like trouble waiting to happen, it pulls at him. She notices him too. And in three hours, it's not just a look, not just a conversation. She sleeps with him. Because when Brooklyn wants something, she doesn't ask for permission. And Jasper, who's spent decades learning to control everything, suddenly can't control a single thing.