The worst part of love is that I remember it. I walk around all day thinking: I'm going to die in the universe you loved me in. I get so jealous of euthanized dogs. ▍ AN ORIGINAL STORY ╱ small town romance! In the quiet corners of a Southern town, some hearts break quietly, and others bleed their way back to love. Lucienne Evans has spent her whole life in Graceland, tucked behind the bar she built with her own two hands and the walls she put up around her heart. Raised by an aunt and uncle whose marriage was all lies and apologies, Lucy doesn't do love stories. What she does believe in is loyalty, and no one has been more loyal than August Driscoll. Her best friend. Her safe place. Her almost. August, June's twin and the boy who's always known Lucy better than anyone, has spent years flying in and out of her life. Literally. A commercial pilot with roots too deep to cut, he's loved Lucy in the quiet way only best friends can-patiently, wordlessly, and without ever asking for more. Until now. When a new woman-a flight attendant with no history and no hesitation-enters August's life, Lucy is forced to face what she's spent years avoiding. The truth that she might've always loved him, too. But some realizations come too late, and this winter, Graceland is colder than ever. ❪ f!oc & m!oc ❫ PEARLJARS © 2024 BOOK THREE of FOUR written by april

the creature still moving, that slowed in your arms. hermione granger / female oc © timebombed 2025

KETTERDAM: a city of masks and markets, where truth is a rarer commodity than kruge. On West Stave, she's Listje De Graaf, the glittering darling of the stage, beloved by merchants and thieves alike. In the Barrel, she's Sol Vale, the Wildcard---con artist, forger, actress, and liar of legendary renown. She's made a life out of playing parts, of smiling sweetly while she robs you blind. But when Kaz Brekker, the infamous Dirtyhands of the Dregs, comes knocking with an impossible offer---a job promising fortune, danger, and the kind of glory no mask can hide---Sol finds herself tempted. The Ice Court. Thirty million kruge. A team of criminals who'd sooner kill each other than cooperate. It's madness. It's suicide. It's the perfect stage. A convict with a thirst for revenge A sharpshooter who can't walk away from a wager A runaway with a privileged past A spy known as the Wraith A Heartrender using her magic to survive the slums A thief with a gift for unlikely escapes A con artist who can play any part The only thing more dangerous than the job is the company she's keeping-and they might just destroy each other before they save anyone else.

Where I need help, and you help me out

Given the choice of execution or obedience, Evaine is sent to Camelot by Cenred of Brecilien with orders to find cracks in their court. But she has secrets that not even her king knows - the dead speak to her. Before, they whispered tales of a future yet to come. Now, as turmoil brews within the kingdom she's integrated, they tell her to run. (poly merlin x oc x arthur)

Indelible scars, pivotal marks / Blue as the life she fled.

Please, God, Pray for us sinners. Remmick x OC

You're such a hostile doll.

PYLADES: I'll take care of you. ORESTES: It's rotten work. PYLADES: Not to me. Not if it's you. ©infxllia ╱ 2025 The Poppy War Altan Trengsin Book One of One On Going