This takes place after 4x07, except instead of josie going into the therapy box, Hope put her to sleep for a while

Il est parfois assez étrange d'imaginer que notre vie, nos habitudes, le monde dans lequel nous vivons ou les gens que nous fréquentons, ne sont peut être pas du tout ce que nous croyons. Où est la limite entre la réalité et l'imaginaire. Le paranormal est-il imaginaire? ... Est-ce que tout a une explication? Où avons-nous parfois des intrigues non résolues parce que nous ne voulons tout simplement pas croire à ce qui n'est pas logique. Clarke Griffin, journaliste normalement pour la rubrique de sport, est envoyée par obligation dans un petit village perdue où elle doit réaliser un article sur des évènements paranormaux à la place de son collègue. Malgré sa réticence, très rapidement la jeune journaliste va mener une réelle enquête. Mais y'aura t'il un prix a payer pour s'autoriser cette aventure? Est t'elle prête à ouvrir les yeux sur la réalité du monde qui l'entoure? Ce monde sera t-il le sien? Ce monde est-il réel?

Orm, a carefree and witty student, spent her college years nursing a massive crush on her nonchalant and seemingly unattainable professor, Lingling. Despite her best efforts, Lingling remained clueless, lost in her books and her own world. After graduating and moving abroad for further studies, Orm tried to move on, but her heart just never let go. Years and a few failed relationships later, she returns to her old university for a special alumni event-and discovers Lingling is still single, still herself, and still completely oblivious to Orm's old feelings. On a whim, Orm takes a teaching position, determined to finally get to know the woman she could never forget. Through awkward encounters, academic hijinks, and moments of vulnerability, Orm and Lingling find themselves learning that some lessons in life-and love-come when you least expect them.

# Prologue **Two Years Ago** The music is too loud. I can't stop laughing. "Becky, slow down," Irin says. Someone stops me from reaching for another drink. Saint's twin. Freen. "I think you've had enough." "Where's Saint?" I slur. "Work emergency," she says quietly. The room spins. I stumble toward the exit. Three guys block my path, saying disgusting things. Freen steps in front of me. "She's with me. Back off." They don't listen until security comes. In her car, everything's fuzzy. Her gentle hands helping me to the door. Waiting while I fumble with keys. When I turn to thank her, she's so close. Gold flecks in her dark eyes. The kiss happens before I can think. Soft. Perfect. I pull away, mumbling apologies. She backs into the shadows. I stumble inside and pass out. **The Next Morning** Saint calls early. "Beck, I'm so sorry about last night. Are you okay?" "What do you mean?" "The guys bothering you. I'm so glad I could help you get away from them." I frown. "You were there?" "Of course. I couldn't let anything happen to you. I was so worried when I saw those guys cornering you. Thank God I got you home safely." My head hurts too much to think clearly. "Thank you." "You don't remember much, do you? You were pretty drunk. That's probably for the best. Just know that I'll always protect you, Beck." Warmth spreads through my chest. Saint saved me. Saint protected me. That's when I fall in love with him. **Present Day** I'm staring at my reflection in the wrinkled wedding dress. "Becky? The car is here." The car to take me to marry the wrong twin. Saint left me at the altar this morning. Gone. Now I have to marry Freen. The woman who barely speaks to me. Who avoids me. I don't understand why she dislikes me so much. In an hour, I'll marry someone who can't even look me in the eye. Someone who isn't Saint.

Lookmhee and Sonya were inseparable-best friends who shared everything. Secrets, laughter, and even the kind of bond that felt too close, too electric, to be just friendship. But curiosity is dangerous. And one night, it pulled them across a line they could never come back from. What began as innocent experiments with touches and kisses turned into something hotter, deeper, and far more addictive than either of them imagined. Between stolen moments in their own rooms, jealousy that cuts deep, and passion that burns them alive, Lookmhee and Sonya find themselves spiraling into a world where friendship is no longer enough. This is just the beginning. Part 1 of the LMSY Experiment series. Part 2 coming soon. TRIGGER WARNING: FULL OF SMUT 🔞🔞🔞🔞

A JanJingJing fanfiction. Two of the empire's most infamous noblewomen are forced into a fake engagement after an assassination attempt. Everyone expects blood. Instead, their secret years-long hate-f*ck arrangement explodes into public chaos, jealousy, knife fights that turn into kisses, and accidental revolutions. Between dragon chases, ballroom battles, and political meetings that become flirting wars, these two dramatic disasters might just save - or rule - the empire. Genre: Sapphic Fantasy Romcom • Villainess Yuri • Political Chaos

Wherever Miu goes, Lena is there, and in the end, she knew it wasn't a coincidence anymore.

She was a mermaid. She was human. Only a few meters separated them, yet it felt like two different worlds. A tale of moonlit shores, unspoken love, and the pearls left behind by a mermaid's tears.

The ways that Maura and Jane hook up are endless. Here are just a few ways that Jane and Maura hook up. Enjoy!!

Short stories for Legacies Highest Ranking: #1 in Hosie 3/11/25