The grace of words, woven with purpose, to remind hearts of the eternal light and spread peace.

Phoebe Miller is the "nerdy" farm girl who finally lands a prom date with her longtime crush, Ryker Blackwood. The night is ruined when she overhears him mocking her as a "charity case." Heartbroken but done being the victim, Phoebe spends her final summer in Texas transforming into a woman who no longer needs him. Now, Ryker is the one watching from the sidelines as the girl he dismissed becomes the only one he can't have.

Heathcliff, reborn in a new life but troubled with the same fate as his previous one, battles a deadly curse. With no cure or sign, he takes refuge within the walls of Wuthering heights which had recently welcomed a new family. Will he find hope with the trio or will sucumb to death, only to be forgotten in lonliness? This is a 'Wuthering Heights' Retelling.

Ever since she was a child, Melody has dreamed of following in her famous mother's footsteps and becoming a singer. But there's one problem-her voice. Convinced she doesn't have what it takes, Melody starts to lose faith in her dream. Everything changes when she crosses paths with people from a completely different world than her own. Through new friendships, raw talent, and a fresh take on music, Melody begins to discover that maybe her voice isn't the problem-it's how she's been taught to hear it. A/N: I've been inspired by a Tumblr post from years ago. If there's similarities with other stories, that's may be why.

Short Preview: Her breath hitched as she looked up, her gaze finding Remi's face in the candlelight. The soft glow brushed against her cheekbones and lines of her scars. Nova's heart clenched, her throat tight as realization washed over her. Nova didn't see Remi as something small or distant. No, Remi felt infinite. Endless. She wasn't the moon in the sky. Or the stars. Remi was the whole damn galaxy. . . . In 2074, a catastrophic A.I. failure shattered the world. Cities crumbled, nations vanished, and what remained of the United States retreated beneath a single fortified Dome-humanity's last sanctuary. By 2242, life inside the Dome is rigid, monitored, and suffocating. Beyond its walls lies a mutated wasteland where nothing survives for long. Each year, twenty-five citizens are chosen and sent outside. None have ever returned. But this year, the Dome's perfect lies begin to crack. The Chosen are about to uncover a world far more dangerous-and far more alive-than they were ever allowed to believe. Out there, truth is poison, loyalty breaks easily, and love can become the most lethal weapon of all. Because once you step beyond the Dome, survival isn't guaranteed. And neither is who you become. . . . (This story contains a wlw/gxg/lesbian love story. It is a slow burn, but I promise that it's epic!) #1 under #wasteland 10/17/25

jane who hates romance so much she'd rather watch paint dry than see a kiss. After getting sucked into the book, she discovers the ultimate horror. According to the laws of this glitter-infested universe, the only way to escape the novel and return home is to finish her years at the academy-but there's a catch. She can't just pass her exams and leave. The "Plot Armor" spell requires Jane to successfully leave the academy with a man in arm, no matter how heart-throbbing, cringe-inducing it is before graduation.

A close group of friends bound by loyalty and reckless choices. Love, addiction, secrets, and loss tear them apart. One tragedy will change everything. One Less Tear to Cry is a raw, emotional story about friendship, mistakes, and survival. They were wild, loyal, and convinced they'd stay young forever. A tight-knit group of friends growing up in a small town, bound by late nights, inside jokes, and the unshakable belief that nothing could truly break them. But time has a way of revealing every crack. Sera and Landry were the heart of the group, each other's first love, until Landry joined the Army and left everything, including her, behind. While he fights homesickness and regret overseas, Sera falls into a toxic relationship with one of their closest friends. Her spiral into addiction is just the beginning. Around them, the rest of the group starts to unravel. One friend is drowning in his own dependence. Another is hiding a part of himself he's too scared to reveal. And when tragedy hits, none of them are ready. Told in raw, intimate POVs, One Less Tear to Cry is a gut-wrenching exploration of friendship, grief, self-destruction, and the unforgiving road to adulthood. It's about the choices you can't take back, the people you can't forget, and the ones you lose too soon. They loved each other. They broke each other. And some of them won't survive it.

Miguel, a fan of the Idol group Franchouchou, manages to fulfill one of his dreams: going to one of their concerts in person. What he doesn't expect is that what begins as a simple trip for a fan to attend a concert will turn into something that will completely change his life. He will realize what they are like off stage, and even something he will not expect at all: love. I decided to start this story (in part) because I don't like the idea of Yumeginga Paradise. I haven't watched the movie and don't plan to, so any similarities between it and this fanfic are purely coincidental. In short, just pretend Yumeginga Paradise doesn't exist while you read this lmao. (Cover by u/Cereal_Is_Nice)

For Zaria Evans, Amsterdam University was supposed to be an escape. After losing her mother and watching her father slowly disappear into grief, she took the scholarship and ran, hoping distance could give her peace, or at least a new beginning. Instead, she walked straight into something far worse. What begins as a fresh start turns into a nightmare when Zaria becomes the focus of a psychopathic stalker who is willing to do anything to make her his. What happens when his charming deception masks the truth, a reality that no occupant of room 11C knows? There are three occupants... Though there's only room for two.