"You're not going to leave me, are you?" I asked as I looked ahead at nothing, focusing on feeling his breathing on the back of my neck. "Never," he whispered. "I'll be here until you get tired of me." He was holding me in his arms, with his back to the wall of my bedroom. Both of his arms were wrapped around me, and I could see the prominent cross tattoo on his right hand. I had had another attack, feeling like the world was caving in on me. As soon as I felt that familiar pang in the bottom of my stomach reaching up to my chest, I would call him. Almost immediately, I would hear a knock at my door. He would always drop what he was doing if he received a call from me, telling him that it's happening again. He would be on my front step, always, with a few pints of ice cream and comfort. He was my rock. He was my sedative. My cure.

Harry Styles is the principal at Little Valley Elementary School. Quinn is a busy single mom to Maggie, who's just starting Kindergarten.

❝It's a sin to kill a mockingbird.❞ leo valdez x fem!oc [the lost hero - blood of olympus] 𝒔𝒂𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒏𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒓𝒐 2024

❝I've had a bitter, hard life since I last heard your voice❞ percy jackson x fem!oc SLOW burn [the lighting thief - the last olympian] 𝒔𝒂𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒏𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒓𝒐 2024

"𝘈𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘴 𝘧𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘷𝘦𝘯𝘴 𝘧𝘢𝘥𝘦 𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘨𝘪𝘳𝘭 𝘪𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘨𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘨 '𝘸𝘢𝘪𝘵 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘮𝘦'." --- 💌 𝐒𝐩𝐚𝐜𝐞𝐬 { Currently being revised and edited } is an original One Direction fanfic, where the main OC is becomes the sixth and only girl member of One Direction. It's also a "soft Harry x avoidant OC" story so if you came here for dark Harry, this won't be your thing. ‼️ This story will contain the use of drugs, alcohol, instances of panic attacks, mental health, mature or troubling scenes, etc. So please be wary when reading this story. It's a heavy story, meant to reflect a lot of realistic issues. ‼️ Not available for translation, nor for animation/illustration. Do not copy this story, nor the plot lines that take place. This remains strictly an English-created story on my Wattpad profile only. --- "And Harry? Oh love..." A small sigh escaped her lips while she studied my face carefully, patiently. I slightly frowned, waiting for her to continue when she placed a hand over her heart like she felt it would burst. She looked over to her son, observing the familiar boy with chestnut curls and eyes - the ones that shone with nothing but love for even the smallest things around him. My own emotions felt too heavy to handle, and what I felt for him was bigger than any capacity my rib cage could contain within its bounds. It'll never be fair. The look on his face when I had told him to never look me in the eyes again... it shattered what was left of my dignity when his desperation existed so abundantly. I'll never get to love him the way I want, so I'll have to settle for loving him the way I can. At two arm's distance. "That boy would write symphonies about you with the sweetest melodies... if Simon would let him write his own lyrics."

𝚰𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝚰𝐂𝐇 Marlowe Kennedy gets wrapped up in a summer of adventure all whilst drowning in the blue eyes of a certain Pogue, though is secretly drowning in more than she lets on. sᥱᥲs᥆ᥒ ᥆ᥒᥱ | 𝒐𝒏𝒈𝒐𝒊𝒏𝒈 sᥱᥲs᥆ᥒ 𝗍ᥕ᥆ | sᥱᥲs᥆ᥒ 𝗍һrᥱᥱ | sᥱᥲs᥆ᥒ 𝖿᥆ᥙr | sᥱᥲs᥆ᥒ 𝖿і᥎ᥱ | 𝐜𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐛𝐲 𝒊𝒅𝒊𝒐𝒕𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒆𝒅 - 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐜𝐡 𝟏𝟏𝐭𝐡 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟔 𝒇𝒊𝒏𝒊𝒔𝒉𝒆𝒅 -

𝚰𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝚰𝐂𝐇 a daughter of Apollo and a son of Poseidon are each others anchors. ᥴ᥆᥎ᥱr ᥴ᥆ᥣ᥆ᥙrіᥒg - kᥲіȷᥙᥴᥲ𝗍ᥱძі𝗍s sᥱᥲs᥆ᥒ ᥆ᥒᥱ ▃▃▃▃▃▃▃ ᥆ᥒg᥆іᥒg sᥱᥲs᥆ᥒ 𝗍ᥕ᥆ ▃▃▃▃▃▃▃

𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐜𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐥𝐲𝐧

Amaia Atilano live in day dreams. She saw goat men, snake women and huge monstrous hounds, think of the weirdest mythical creature you could and they'd probably tried to kill her. No one ever believed her when she told them what she saw that was until she met Merriweather prep's resident weirdo Percy Jackson. Percy Jackson X fem!oc [sea of monsters-last Olympian]

| 𝐋𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐛𝐥𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐬𝐞𝐝, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐅𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐚𝐥𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐲 𝐝𝐫𝐚𝐰𝐧 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝. | Serena Vale comes to Camp Half-Blood beneath a sky that feels too heavy with meaning, as though the air itself remembers wars long forgotten. The borders still stand and the fires still burn, but the land hums with unease, threads of destiny pulled too tight, stretched thin by the hands that wove them. The gods remain distant, their voices scattered like echoes across centuries. Monsters stir where they once slept. Old loyalties begin to erode, not through open conflict, but through silence and doubt, where even truth feels unreliable. Percy has survived prophecy and defied expectation, yet this time the future refuses to reveal its shape. The signs are not carved into stone or whispered in dreams, they surface slowly, in fractures and omens, in the growing realization that some paths are set in motion long before anyone chooses to walk them. As mortal will and divine design begin to blur, Serena and Percy stand at the center of a gathering storm, not as champions summoned by fate, but as witnesses to its slow unfolding. What binds them is not certainty, but the understanding that every step forward carries a cost already accounted for. This is not the story of when war begins. It is the story of how it has always been waiting. Because some destinies do not arrive with thunder or flame. They move quietly, patiently, through the veins of the world, until there is nothing left untouched. 𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐝: 𝟏𝟐.𝟎𝟏.𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟔 𝐏𝐮𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐝: 𝟏𝟗.𝟎𝟏.𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟔 𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐝: 𝐒𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝟏 - 𝟓 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝟏 - 𝟓 𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐂𝐘 𝐉𝐀𝐂𝐊𝐒𝐎𝐍 𝐗 𝐅𝐄𝐌!𝐎𝐂