With Sophie newly turned, the world is sharper, louder, and far more dangerous than she ever imagined. Her newborn bloodlust threatens to consume her, pulling her toward something wild and uncontrollable at the worst possible time-her sister's wedding. But when Bella's life takes an unexpected and terrifying turn, Sophie is forced to choose. The hunger can wait. Family cannot. As Bella fights for her life and the life of her unborn child, Sophie sets aside her instincts and stands beside her, fiercely protective of the choice Bella refuses to give up. But their defiance does not go unnoticed. When the Volturi learn of the child, they send a warning. And when that warning comes at the expense of someone she loves, Rosalie is forced to make an impossible choice-one that could cost her everything she's tried so hard to protect. With Aro's patience wearing thin and the Cullens continuing to defy the rules that govern their world, a battle is no longer a question of if... but when.

With Victoria out for revenge, she returns to Forks with a newborn army and one goal: destroy the Swan sisters. To protect them, an uneasy alliance forms between the Cullen vampires and the Quileute wolf pack. With both Emmett and Sam determined to keep Sophie safe, the lines between the two worlds begin to blur. But Sophie is forced to face a choice she can't avoid forever. Stay with Emmett and accept the life that comes with loving a vampire... or walk away from it all and run with Sam and his pack. Though she may not survive long enough to choose.

After the mishap at Bella's birthday party, Edward Cullen makes a choice meant to protect her, one that changes everything. The Cullens leave Forks without warning, and Emmett is forced to leave Sophie behind. He begs her to come with them. To turn. To choose a life she can never return from. Sophie refuses. Staying behind for Bella means facing the emptiness their departure leaves in its wake. Forks feels different now, quieter and heavier. In that space, Sophie finds herself drawn closer to Sam Uley, someone steady where everything else feels unmoored. What begins as friendship slowly becomes something deeper, forming a bond Sophie never expected and does not fully understand. But some connections do not fade quietly. When devastating news reaches Sophie, she is forced to confront what Emmett still means to her and how far she is willing to go to save him. The question is no longer who she belongs with, but whether she is already too late. Some changes are subtle. Some alter the course forever. This is where everything shifts. Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight or its characters. All original characters and the Twilight universe belong to Stephenie Meyer. I only own my original characters, including Sophie Swan, Amber Robinson, Ella Hastings, Connor Burns, and Kyle Evans. This story is a work of fanfiction created for entertainment purposes only. Author's Note: This story may contain mature themes, violence, sexual situations, and character death. Please read at your own discretion. Translations: If you're interested in translating The Gravity Series into another language, please reach out to me first before starting a translation. Thank you so much for your support!

When Sophie Swan moves to Forks with her younger sister Bella for her final year of high school, she expects rain, quiet days, and being seen only as the new girl. She does not expect Emmett Cullen. Emmett is impossible to ignore. He is warm when he should be distant, playful when he should not care, and protective in ways Sophie cannot explain. One moment he draws her in, the next he pulls away, leaving her with more questions than answers. From the beginning, Sophie feels a pull toward him she cannot name, something steady and inescapable, like gravity itself. The closer they grow, the heavier it becomes. Forks is full of secrets, and Emmett Cullen is one of them. Sophie is determined to uncover the truth, even if it means stepping into a world she never meant to be part of. Some forces are stronger than choice. Some connections cannot be escaped. Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight or its characters. All original characters and the Twilight universe belong to Stephenie Meyer. I only own my original characters, including Sophie Swan, Amber Robinson, Ella Hastings, Connor Burns, and Kyle Evans. This story is a work of fanfiction created for entertainment purposes only. Author's Note: This story may contain mature themes, violence, sexual situations, and character death. Please read at your own discretion. Translations: If you're interested in translating Gravity into another language, please reach out to me first before starting a translation. Thank you so much for your support!

"I love you more than i love myself..." Fred Weasley is a careless troublemaker and prankster, he never cares about rules because for Merlins sake, They honestly did no good for him, Well... Until he meets her. Y/N Krum, Viktor Krums little sister who has stayed in London for most of her life with her Aunt and Uncle. As a Krum her expectations are high, She must be perfect at everything. Everything changes when she meets a certain ginger haired boy, and when she slowly realizes that they may just be more then acquaintances she panics, And when he realizes he likes teasing her more than he realizes, His heart grows An Enemys to situationship to lovers! (Fred does not die in this!)

~𝓐𝓶 𝓘 𝔀𝓪𝓲𝓽𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓯𝓸𝓻 𝓼𝓸𝓶𝓮𝓽𝓱𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓽𝓱𝓪𝓽 𝓲𝓼𝓷'𝓽 𝓰𝓸𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓽𝓸 𝓱𝓪𝓹𝓹𝓮𝓷?~ Everyone knows Liliane Potter as the Girl Who Lived, Harry Potter's twin sister, brilliant, flirty, and completely her own storm of chaos. But what they don't know is that she's also been half in love with Fred Weasley since her second year at Hogwarts. But of course she'd never admit it to herself, let alone anyone else. Fred? He's the prank king of Gryffindor, the heartbeat of every joke, and the only boy who can make Liliane want something real. Their friendship has always been a battlefield of teasing glances and unspoken tension but everything starts to shift in their fourth year. Because this year, Cedric Diggory asks Liliane out. And this year, Fred takes Angelina Johnson to the Yule Ball. Between all the Triwizard chaos, stolen glances across common rooms, secrets and things no one's supposed to notice, Liliane finds herself caught between the boy she's dating and the one she always run to. Fred's beginning to realize he might've let the wrong girl go. And Liliane? She's starting to wonder if timing is just another cruel joke the universe plays on her. So this is the story of Liliane Potter. A slow-burn, friends-to-lovers story during Goblet of Fire, where sparks don't just fly they full on explode, hearts ache, and love might finally speak... if someone's brave enough to say it before tragedy strikes first.

Dakota W, es una chica ordinaria que con frecuencia huía del ruido, pero esto cambiaría cuando, por error de Mattheo, conoce a Theodore. La obsesión y el deseo terminan por darle paso a un amor que aparenta ser fuerte, pero se deconstruye, habrá calma, pero llegará el día en que el corazón arderá de dolor y no habrá hechizo que pueda cesar lo que fue fracturado.

They met at fourteen. Before the war. Before the loss. Before love meant anything. She wasn't supposed to matter. She was just supposed to pass through. Just a new girl finding her place at Hogwarts-until she found herself tangled in the lives of the Weasley twins, where laughter came easy, chaos came easier, and everything felt like home. What started as friendship-easy, effortless, and a little reckless-slowly became something harder to ignore. Because some people don't just change your life. They become it. But life has a way of changing everything when you least expect it. This is the story of every version of them. The laughing one. The broken one. And the one learning how to love again. A slowburn friends-to-lovers George Weasley x OC story spanning from fourth year (Chamber of Secrets) to after the war. Fireworks fade. Love doesn't.

𝒀𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒘𝒊𝒄𝒌𝒆𝒅 𝒔𝒎𝒊𝒍𝒆, 𝒊𝒕 𝒔𝒂𝒚𝒔 𝒊𝒕 𝒂𝒍𝒍... 𝑴𝒊𝒙𝒆𝒅 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒎𝒚 𝒔𝒂𝒅 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒄𝒚𝒏𝒊𝒄𝒂𝒍. Sophia Darkmaze fue criada para obedecer. Para no cuestionar. Para no sentir demasiado. En la sombra, está su verdad. Solo que ella debe descubrirla. Porque a veces, el mayor acto de rebeldía no es alzar la voz... sino permitirse sentir. ꜰʀᴇᴅ ᴡᴇᴀꜱʟᴇʏ x ꜰᴇᴍ ᴏᴄ ❊ [𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙿𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚎𝚛 𝚘𝚏 𝙰𝚣𝚔𝚊𝚋𝚊𝚗 - ? ] 𝐖𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐛𝐲: 𝐄𝐧𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐃𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦 (𝐃𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐞). ꜱᴛᴀʀᴛᴇᴅ ᴏɴ: ꜰᴇʙ, 2026. ꜰɪɴɪꜱʜᴇᴅ ᴏɴ:

Kaitlyn Selwyn aprendió pronto que el mundo se sostiene en equilibrios frágiles: una palabra dicha a tiempo, una emoción reprimida o una sonrisa que no revela nada. Creció entre expectativas pulidas como mármol, donde sentir demasiado era un error elegante y el silencio una forma de obediencia. Le enseñaron a ser impecable, no libre. Pero hay grietas que ni la educación más estricta consigue cerrar. Kaitlyn ríe cuando no debería, observa demasiado, desea en secreto una vida que no venga dictada por acuerdos implícitos ni miradas ajenas. Y, sin saber cuándo empezó, comenzó a medir su propio encierro comparándolo con quienes viven sin miedo a ser exactamente lo que son. Fred Weasley es uno de ellos. Indomable, caótico y peligrosamente auténtico. Una presencia que irrumpe, provoca y desarma. No es alguien a quien Kaitlyn debería mirar dos veces... y sin embargo, es con quien más choca. Se buscan para discutir, se hieren con ironía y se esconden tras sonrisas afiladas. Lo que no dicen pesa más que cualquier enfrentamiento, porque admitir la verdad significaría perder el control. Ella no está enamorada. Él tampoco. Eso es lo que ambos se dicen mientras el roce se vuelve costumbre y la distancia una tortura aprendida. Mientras otros ofrecen lo correcto, lo fácil, lo seguro... Kaitlyn aprende que hay amores que no prometen paz, pero sí verdad. Y que reprimir también duele, aunque se haga en silencio. No todas las historias de amor empiezan con una confesión. Algunas se construyen en silencios, en roces que no significan nada -hasta que lo significan todo-, en miradas que se apartan demasiado tarde. Crecen despacio, entre lo que no se dice y lo que se reprime, hasta volverse imposibles de ignorar. Porque hay sentimientos que no nacen de la calma, sino del choque constante entre lo que se espera y lo que arde... y aprender a callarlos es, quizá, la forma más peligrosa de sentir. • • • Comenzó: 04/02/26 Terminó: