{𝘉𝘖𝘖𝘒 𝘛𝘏𝘙𝘌𝘌 𝘖𝘍 𝘛𝘏𝘌 𝘓𝘖𝘝𝘌𝘓𝘌𝘚𝘚 𝘛𝘙𝘐𝘓𝘖𝘎𝘠 } Hudson Tempest's an enigma nobody's capable of solving. Darkness has been moulded into his skin, running through him as easily as his blood. More than he's ever allowed anyone to see. Swept up into a world of sin and deviance, Hudson Tempest was broken as a boy and shattered several times over the course of his life. Made to be cruel and forced into a pool of self-destruction, a life that will only ruin him if it continues. Death has been the only thing in sight to him, for a long time. But how hard it is to save someone, who wants to let themselves drown. Val Emerson's the embodiment of light. A heart that outpours warmth like she was made to love, from the very moment she was born. The sunny side up sort of girl with an affinity for the sea, and smiles. When the cruelest of them all and the happiest of them all collide. When her hatred turns into a desperate desire to save the most broken of them all, far past salvation. When his hatred morphs into something he promised not to feel. Opposites. Dark, to light. Whole, and broken. Rivals, in all they do. Until somewhere along the way, they find themselves falling into each other's arms. Somehow, into each other's clashing hearts. <3

{𝘉𝘖𝘖𝘒 𝘛𝘞𝘖 𝘖𝘍 𝘛𝘏𝘌 𝘓𝘖𝘝𝘌𝘓𝘌𝘚𝘚 𝘛𝘙𝘐𝘓𝘖𝘎𝘠} The perfect picture of elegance. It's all Violet Amory's known - the foundation of the image she must preserve. For her, for them. Raised in a distinguished family and moulded to bear modest smiles and tender caresses, the grace she's renowned for is what she's come to accept. Stifling this innate need that nobody in her worlds seems to hold: for more. For thrill and the world beyond. Contained within the weight of reputation and hiding the hurt that lingers, the bruises she masks. Until him. The picture of wildness and impulse, with a devious grin she can't seem to stop herself from falling towards. And a heart all too enticing, Everest and Violet battling the world around them that ordains them to be apart. Misfits, in their own separate worlds. all my love <3

{𝘉𝘖𝘖𝘒 𝘖𝘕𝘌 𝘖𝘍 𝘛𝘏𝘌 𝘓𝘖𝘝𝘌𝘓𝘌𝘚𝘚 𝘛𝘙𝘐𝘓𝘖𝘎𝘠} Ria Romano knew hurt like the back of her hand. She was dealt her fair share of bad cards, more than anyone so young should have to face. A cynical girl riddled with the remnants of her past, a shattered sort of soul. She concealed like it was second nature; her instinct being to suppress. She'd offer you a cigarette with a shrug while you were crying because she never was too great with affection. She didn't smile so often but when she did and it was directed at you, you'd never feel such satisfaction. I was told Aria preferred to be alone, isolated; clouding her mind with inhales of her cigarette and drowning it in alcohol. Until she was dealt her good card, out of the pack of bad. They had a love beautiful enough to last a lifetime, the type directors desire to capture and authors aspire to write. Two souls, shattered by the cruelty of the world time and time again with flames that rekindled each others. They were each other's oxygen. They breathed life back into each other, those two insomniacs. <3

⸢𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐛𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐥 𝐈 𝐬𝐚𝐰 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭.⸥ The two had been inseparable-soulmates, everyone said. Their love was effortless, a slow dance that never seemed to end. Odette de la Vega had once ruled the ballroom, her smile lighting up the room, her energy infectious. Anthony, for his part, had spent every moment grateful for the night fate had brought her into his life. There was no one else, no one even close to her. They had their future mapped out-together, forever. Until the night everything shattered. The burglary was supposed to be just another petty crime. But they were home. There was a struggle. A knife. A flash of violence. And then-everything went black. Odette was left broken, both physically and emotionally, a shadow of the woman she used to be. Anthony couldn't stop it. He had tried to save her, but he was too slow, too weak. Now, she retreated into the darkness of their home, a prison of her own making. She refused to see him, to speak to him. The love they once had slipped through his fingers, and all he could do was watch her fade away, helpless. ｢𝘈𝘯𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘯𝘺 𝘉𝘳𝘪𝘥𝘨𝘦𝘳𝘵𝘰𝘯 𝘹 𝘖𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘭 𝘍𝘦𝘮𝘢𝘭𝘦 𝘔𝘢𝘪𝘯 𝘊𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘦𝘳. 𝘐𝘵'𝘴 𝘮𝘰𝘴𝘵𝘭𝘺 𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘭 𝘱𝘭𝘰𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘥𝘰𝘦𝘴𝘯'𝘵 𝘧𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘰𝘸 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘸!｣

She was never meant to be noticed. For three seasons, Cecily Featherington has played her part-smiling when required, curtsying when expected, and pretending she doesn't hear the whispers that call her forgettable. But when she vows this season will be her last, fate takes an unexpected turn. He was never meant to fall. Viscount Anthony Bridgerton is the model of propriety-until she walks into the room. With paint on her hands and wit sharper than any gentleman's, Cecily defies every rule he's built his life upon. She is the one woman who unsettles him, challenges him, and makes him question everything he thought he wanted. What begins as rivalry and restraint turns into stolen glances, near confessions, and nights spent wondering if love can survive the weight of reputation. Because in a world where every feeling is a scandal, and every choice has a consequence, Cecily and Anthony's connection is anything but proper. It's fierce. It's forbidden. And it's utterly, irrevocably, out of the ordinary. -- Pre Bridgerton Series - Anthony Bridgerton x Cecily Featherington Standalone Cecily is my creation, and I own all rights to her. The Bridgerton books are owned by Julia Quinn, and the tv series is owned by Shondaland and Netflix.

she didn't want him. she held herself close. but he wanted her. he craved her. paul lahote x oc twilight au

{Twilight Saga} Dawn•ing [noun] -The beginning or first appearance of something Luna was careful. She lived with her older brother, Ethan. He worked with Chief Swan. She wasn't allowed to be friends with certain people, her brother was hard to please. Ethan had a temper, and it seemed to flare up fast when he was with her. She used to say that her brother loved her and he was protective, that was all, but as she got older, Luna understood there was a difference between being protective and being abusive. Ethan had issues, but she thought if she loved him enough they could be fixed. TRIGGER WARNING - mentions of abuse (emotional and physical), manipulation, language, blood, sexual inclinations, and many other things I've forgotten, but BE WARNED. Paul Lahote x OC 20.06.25

"People like him don't notice people like me" Highest rankings: #1 on Fred Weasley #1 on George Weasley #1 on Hogwarts #1 on harry Potter

Six rulers of Slytherin. One blood witch. A house full of secrets. And no one's getting out clean. Serena Deveraux was never meant to return to Hogwarts. Expelled for blood magic. Vanished for four years. Now she's back at Hogwarts-with war on her heels and two boys who could ruin her. One touches her like she's holy. The other like he wants to watch her burn. And the worst part? She wants both. Theo is the calm. The quiet. The safe. Mattheo is chaos. Fire. Everything she shouldn't want-but craves anyway. Caught between prophecy, blood, and betrayal, Serena must choose who to trust-before she loses herself completely. Because the girl they sent away? She's dead. And what came back wants revenge. Two boys. One war. And a witch made of something far more dangerous than magic.

❛ Why aren't you afraid of me? ❜ ❛ I've had worse nightmares about failing my classes. ❜ 𝐢𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐄𝐦𝐛𝐫𝐲 𝐂𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐦𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐚𝐭 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐬𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭. © exposal ❪2025❫