BOOK 1 of 2. Angst, fluff, spicy & sad stories for my fave drivers 🏎 All stories are between 1,800-6,000 words or more. I do not do y/n stories. Mature themes, warning provided ⚡

Book 2 of 2. Book 1 features over 195 one shots ❤️ Angst, fluff, spicy & sad stories for my fave drivers 🏎 All stories are between 1,800-6,000 words or more. I do not do y/n stories. Mature themes, warning provided ⚡

"F1 and racing is my life so I always said I don't want children and a family yet. But maybe the problem wasn't the time, maybe it was the person."

"You... are like a thorn! So excited to get the rose, yet when you go to pick the damn thing, you get pricked and it makes you bleed!" "Only an idiot would wrap their whole palm around the stem of a rose." 𒀭 She had been poached from her position, brought in and locked in a cage to tame a lion in exchange for stacks of cash, if she made it out alive. He was the lion, making sure she never touched that stack of cash waiting for her. ✈︎Enemies to lovers ✈︎Slow burn romance ✈︎Forced proximity 𒀭 MATURE CONTENT. 18+ ONLY. ADULT CONTENT. LANGUAGE. MINOR VIOLENCE. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK. 𒀭 Started August 7th, 2024. Finished August 14th, 2025.

"you've been best friends all your life and that was the first race you came to?" "shut up and drive" Jaida and George have been best friends their whole life but he has always refused to introduce Jaida to the other drivers...Until one day he does. Lando fanfic

Alia Moretti has one goal: win. The first woman in Formula 1, she's ruthless, brilliant, and colder than carbon fibre. Every win is for her late brother, every overtake a middle finger to the men who said she didn't belong. She's spent years turning pain into performance. Distractions? Not an option. She doesn't need friends. And she sure as hell doesn't need him. Lando Norris is cocky, fast, infuriatingly charming, and way too used to getting under people's skin. He doesn't remember the girl from that night in Milan. But she remembers everything - especially the way he humiliated her. Now they're racing wheel to wheel. Rivals on track. Trouble off it. And no one's ready for what happens when fire meets fire. Because sometimes, hate burns hot enough to become something else... Hate has a way of morphing - into tension, obsession, maybe something deeper. But hate doesn't always stay hate. And in Formula 1, one mistake is all it takes to crash... By Stella, best ranking! 21/06/2025: #1 ennemytolover 21/06/2025: #1 lando 28/06/2025 : #1 f1romance 13/07/2025 : #1 landonorris 19/07/2025 : #1 youngadult 26/07/2025 : #1 mclaren

*Completed* I live for the heat - the controlled chaos of the kitchen, the fire I command with my hands. He lives for the speed - the raw adrenaline of the track, the thrill of chasing control. We're strangers, driven by different obsessions. Different hungers. But when our worlds collide, the loneliness quiets. And maybe - just maybe - in the space between fire and speed, we'll find something worth holding on to. Lando Norris x FemOc BEST RANKING: 26/02/2025 - #1 landonorris 28/02/2025 - #1 formulaone 01/03/2025 - #1 formula1 03/03/2025 - #1 f1 04/03/2025 - #1 chef 14/03/2025 - #1 car 01/06/2025 - #1 writing 23/06/2025 - #45 fanfic

( Slow Updates ) Fluff, Angst, spicy, cutesy and Non romantic stories.... Driver x OC Driver x Driver x OC I do only F1 driver stories. Appreciate your patience in advance !

Alexis Piastri is Oscar Piastri's older sister. After feeling unfulfilled with her life, Alexis decides to drop everything to take a gap year and join her brother travelling the world for the 2023 F1 season, which is where she meets Lando Norris. And the rest is history.

Isobel, you didn't walk or tip toe into my life, you crashed into it without warning, without brakes, full speed. Bright, electric, impossible to ignore. I still remember hearing your laughter carry through the air, sharp and untamed, cutting through the dull hum of the crowd. You were so much more than I could ever imagine and so much less than you were supposed to be. Your voice was full of energy, every word a dare. "Come on, Norris", you said, the first time we met, you big, beautiful eyes daring me to say no. I never said no. I couldn't. You didn't just exist, you exploded in every room, into every quiet moment, like you were afraid to leave space for silence. Back then, I thought you were just wild, fearless, full of life. I didn't realise that you were running, trying to outpace something I couldn't see. Now I can't stop seeing it