"Matryoshka" A doll that learns to love the hands that crack its porcelain and the hands that mend it. ________________________________________ Jeremy had me pinned against the shattered remains of an antique mirror, glass teeth biting into his palms as he struggled to keep his breathing even. "Adorable" Jeremy cooed, pressing the cold barrel of a gun beneath my chin. "You're shaking." A razor-blade smile. "With rage." Lie. My stomach coiled tight as Jeremy's free hand slid under my shirt counting my ribs like a butcher pricing cuts. "Liar." The safety clicked off. "Your pulse is begging me to stop." I forced a laugh, even as my vision blurred at the edges. "Then you're bad at listening." The gun fired into the ceiling and I flinched, shame burning hotter than the gunpowder scent between them. Jeremy licked the tear from my cheek. "There it is." {Jeremy x Landon}

🎐◜﹒── ⌗﹑𝒃𝒂𝒃𝒚, 𝒊 𝒘𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒇𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝒈𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒆, 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒐𝒖𝒄𝒉 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒇𝒂𝒄𝒆﹑💋﹗˖° ﹢💿﹒ ✦ forbidden love ,, legacy of gods. ⊹﹒ ꒱ 🚬 ★ GOD OF PRIDE ⸝⸝ thxnderous!

Blurb I don't know how to feel. I don't know how to fall. I see blur faces and hear voices from my past. Past, I don't even remember. I don't know who I am. All I see is a picture perfect meticulously created life. A life which wasn't even mine to begin with. I'm an imposter. And he will be my sinner.

Two childhood friends. One turned golden boy loved by all, shining on the court and in the classroom. The other became a shadow dangerous, sharp-edged, and unapologetically cruel. Years later, college brings them back into each other's orbit. But nothing is the same. Not the stolen glances, not the late-night silences, and definitely not the way one of them now feels like the beginning of a war. What begins as a slow unraveling soon spirals into something darker. Secrets claw their way to the surface. Loyalty turns to obsession. Love becomes a game of power, punishment, and possession. This isn't a story of soft touches or sweet confessions. It's about chasing the villain, even when you know he'll ruin you. Especially when you want him to. Some stories aren't written to be safe. Some are written to hurt and still, you beg for more.

I always heard about timelines and alternate universes but they were just theories made by mad scientists until they weren't just theories. Until I woke up somewhere that was supposed to be in my books only and met someone who refused to show himself even in the books. how am I supposed to know him when even the writer doesn't know him??

He was my chaos, my undoing. Vaughn Morozov-crowned in power, bound by legacy of Bratva, and the man who broke my heart. Once, I was cocky, charming, untamed.. But heartbreak carves deeper wounds than any blade, and his betrayal stripped me of my reckless crown. While, Vaughn remains chained to his family's throne, his power a gilded cage. Vaughn is a man weighed down by his legacy, torn between the love he buried and the loyalty he swore to uphold. Yet, love and power are a treacherous balance. Can he rewrite the story we left behind, or will his devotion to his family doom us both? This isn't a fairytale. It's a battle between power and love, My name is Remington Astor, and Vaughn Morozov is where my freedom goes to burn. ......... "I love you, Remi," Vaughn's voice cracked, raw with pain. "But loving you is the one thing I'll never be forgiven for." "Don't do this," Remi's voice trembled, a desperate plea lacing each word. "I'm already gone, Vaughn... don't let me fade completely." (P.S: I do not own the Legacy of Gods series, all the characters belong to Rina Kent)

After many conflicts, the old enemies finally made peace, but could everyone accept this peace?Jeremy Volkov Could he ignore everything that had happened in an instant? Of course he couldn't, just as London King had no intention of accepting peace. Will this unforgettable enmity bind them together or make them hate each other more than ever? No one knows for sure.

BOOK 1 - completed Two best friends find themselves freefalling through Velaris' sky with no way back home. Azriel x OC Pre-ACOTAR to ACOSF (I seriously don't know what else to name this fanfic) This is a fanfiction, the world and the characters other than my oc' belong solely to SJM #1- underthemountain (18/10/21) #1- acomaf (5/1/22) #2- acowar (18/10/21) #1- acotar (26/10/21) #1 - rhys (7/3/22) #1 - azrielxoc (1/12/21) #2 - worldtravel (30/11/21) #2 - sjm (7/12/21) #2 - azriel (22/7/22) #1 - fae (14/4//22) #1 - acosf (15/5/22)

After leaving behind the quiet life of the Dawn Court, Sophie Lockwood opens a tea shop in the heart of Velaris hopefully seeking peace, not love. But peace is the last thing she finds when she catches the attention of Azriel, the shadowsinger with a haunted past and a carefully guarded heart. What starts as a chance encounter soon spirals into something deeper, something destined. As Sophie navigates new friendships, a growing bond with the Inner Circle, and a love that defies fate, she must confront her own buried lineage and the future she never thought possible. Spanning years of laughter, healing, and family, Midnight and Magnolias is a slow-burn, heartwarming journey of found love, found family, and the magic that lives in quiet moments. #1 In Azriel #1 In Acotar #1 In Chanceencounter #1 in Mor #2 In Feyre

Soleil Archeron was not always this way. Once, she was something softer-someone who bled, who broke. But that girl died in the dark. In the dungeons where she was tortured, where they tried to shatter her piece by piece, something far more dangerous was forged in her place. Now, she walks the world reborn, her very existence an anomaly-something that has not been seen in centuries, something that should not exist. As Hybern's armies grow stronger by the day, and the line between victory and annihilation thins. But there is something else stirring-something old, something watching. And the deeper Soleil sinks into the darkness of her own power, the more she begins to wonder if she was remade for more than just vengeance. Because some poisons don't just kill. Some corrupt. ||Azriel x OC|| Set in ACOMAF