**LESTAPPEN HIGHSCHOOL AU** Charles has a lot on his mind. With the constant bullying, issues at home, and the death of his father, he finds it hard to cope, constantly losing grip on reality. Only a few things help him find solace in life, his father's grave, and the boy he's feared of loving, Max Verstappen. Too scared to speak in person, Charles finds a way around it. To text him anonymously.

Charles hates Max, it's always been like this and it always will be like this. That's what he thought before he found out everything Max is hiding. [lestappen] - mature content There will be no warning at the beginning of the chapter to avoid spoilers.

⚠️ Mature Completed Story 18+ ✓ | This fic is set in 2030 Max Verstappen never expected to spend retirement surrounded by glitter glue, pancake disasters, and a five-year-old who thinks "overtaking" applies to bedtime. But here he is, an eight-time world champion turned grumpy dad haunting the karting tracks of his youth, wearing a hoodie of nostalgia and a frown that says please don't ask for an autograph. He's not here for closure. He's here because his daughter likes speed and because standing on the trackside hurts a little less than staying home alone with his regrets. Charles Leclerc didn't dream of coaching kindergarteners with oversized helmets and sugar highs. But a crash stole his career, and this karting track the fumes, the flags, the occasional crying parent is all he's got left. He smiles like it doesn't ache and teaches like he doesn't miss the rush. It's not the future he imagined, but it's something. They weren't best friends. Rivals? Sure. Occasional podium eye contact? Absolutely. But nothing ever happened, at least, not when it mattered. Now they're thirty-three, washed in nostalgia and worn down by everything unsaid. But when Max's hoodie ends up on Charles, when Lilly calls him her "other dad," when burnt toast becomes breakfast and stolen glances linger too long, maybe it's not about racing anymore. Maybe it's about healing. About family. About bad coffee and slow mornings and one last shot at something they never let themselves want. Maybe love doesn't roar at 200mph. Maybe, this time, it tiptoes in through the kitchen door. ~~~ I grew up on F1 but don't expect realism. Expect mess. Bad decisions. Vibes over plot. I have no idea how this happened. One second, I'm vibing. Next, I'm writing a Max/Charles fic with sad dad energy, karting trauma, and chaotic Carlando lurking in the background like gremlins.

In a world where gods play favorites and monsters hunt in shadows, love might be the deadliest curse of all. Max, son of Ares, has lived his whole life under Hera's cruel blessing-a curse that destroys anyone who gets too close. He's the best fighter at Camp Half-Blood, feared for his temper and his blade. Then Charles arrives-a golden boy with a past he won't talk about, and anger he knows how to use. The gods whisper that Charles is the second half of the key to ending a threat older than Olympus itself. Thrown together on a quest across ancient ruins, and monster-infested roads, Max and Charles will face curses, trials, and the darkest corners of their own trauma. The deeper they go, the more the line between hate and something far more dangerous begins to blur. But with a god's legacy at stake and a curse that punishes every bond Max makes, falling for each other might not just be forbidden-it might be fatal. Percy Jackson AU

They hate eachother. "From deep hatred to fierce desire, their rivalry transformed into a love that burned brighter than their conflicts." Describtion generated by ai becouse theres no way describing this story. Its chaos. An enemies ENEMIES to lovers fanfic. Including every single tag, trope whatever you think of. Literally.

I never imagined that love could feel so forbidden and yet so right. As Crown Prince of Monaco, Charles led a life full of duty and tradition. But when he meets Max, he suddenly goes off the rails and questions everything he ever knew about love and royal expectations. Can he dare to follow his heart, even if it means breaking the rules? In the fast-paced world of Formula 1, Max has always focused on racing and avoided the limelight of fame and media. But when he meets Charles, everything changes. Known for his confidence and rule-breaking attitude, he is fascinated by the prince's calm demeanor. Suddenly he is curious about a world beyond the racetrack.

"You keep staring." "You keep giving me reasons to." They were never supposed to touch. Now they can't stop. When model and celebrity Charles Leclerc starts receiving threats from an obsessed stalker, Max Verstappen - stoic, sharp-eyed, and painfully off-limits - is assigned as his full-time bodyguard. But when late nights blur the line between protection and desire, teasing turns into tension, and power plays turn into something neither of them can resist. - Max Verstappen x Charles Leclerc short Lestappen AU I don't own any formula one drivers.