A New York love story between OC and a restless singer. A connection that's immediate, intense, and never entirely safe. Julian Casablancas Fanfic Ridiculously long chapters because I hate ads

Do you believe in soulmates? In which form does a soulmate come? A friend? A lover? A partner? How long does a soulmate last? All soulmates are meant to be? What's the worst thing that can happen when two lost souls collide? "So what's your name stars girl?" "Diana" she answered, "and yours? Lost boy" "Al-, David, my name is David" Alex answered unsure of how long he could carry his lie For those who believe in true, epic and heartbreaking love; this book is for you <3. •some of the events here are inspired by songs, movies and books•

Arabella Hart is twenty-three, broke, and hopelessly adrift in London. By day, she works in a dusty bookshop,by night, she chases the dream of becoming a novelist while pretending she has her life together. When a spontaneous invitation to an afterparty following an Arctic Monkeys concert leads her into the orbit of the enigmatic Alex Turner, Arabella's carefully ordinary life begins to unravel. Set against the smoky glamour of late-night studios, sold-out arenas, and music festivals from 2013 to 2014, Between the Amplifiers is a slow-burn age-gap romance about longing, timing, and the dangerous thrill of falling for someone who seems entirely out of reach. As Arabella navigates the dizzying world of fame and the growing connection between them, she must decide whether their relationship is the story she has been waiting to write-or the one that could break her heart. A love story told in stolen glances, midnight conversations, and songs that seem to know far too much.

"don't go acting like this all of a sudden" "i never hated you" fetus fan fic •<~>•

If you'd told Y/N a year ago that she'd be spending the rest of high school in a city where people ate beans for breakfast unironically, she would've laughed and then probably cried. But here she was, standing in the kitchen of a house that smelled like dust and stale aftershave, watching her dad pour whiskey into his coffee at 10AM on a Tuesday like it was the most normal thing in the world. But maybe, just maybe, Sheffield wasn't going to be the complete disaster she'd anticipated.