What was meant to be one night without names becomes a marriage without choice. Sofia Laurent has spent her life fulfilling legacies that were never hers to claim. An arranged marriage to Lance Stroll is supposed to be distant, controlled-nothing more than a contract signed by their fathers. Instead, it becomes quiet moments, lingering touches, and feelings neither of them agreed to. She fights it. He stops pretending. Because loving him means surrendering the last piece of herself she's held onto. And loving her means Lance risks everything by finally wanting something real. ~ A Lance Stroll AU/Fanfiction

Alana Potter, Harry Potter's older sister, finds herself haunted by vivid, recurring visions of a man drowning in a dark, watery cave. Initially dismissing it as mere dreams, she soon realizes they are far more significant. The man in her vision is Regulus Black, the enigmatic younger brother to her godfather, Sirius Black, who was presumed dead decades ago. Alana uncovers the truth behind Regulus' fate: his betrayal of Voldemort and his attempt to destroy a Horcrux led him to be trapped in a cursed cave. Despite her fear, she feels an unshakable pull to save him, not only because of her connection to the Black family but also due to the feeling that she has to know him. . Part of the 'Second Series'. The 'Second Series' is a series of four books, each having an oc in each Hogwarts house. They can be read in any order as they are all happening within the same timeframe. If I was to recommend reading any way I would do a tandem read between the books, reading them by date. But if you would like to read them one at a time my suggestion would be reading them in this order: Second Chance, Second Sin, Second Haven, Second Storm.

Just another story where someone on the grid adds the wrong number to the group chat F1 drivers ϟ social media oscar piastri x OC ©hyunjinxleclerc 2025

"She's still yours, even now. Even when you're gone. How is that fair?!" "'Til we finally have a race, Charles." "Until the very last lap, my love." Violet Grayan-the first female Formula 1 driver, a two-time world champion, and a legend who vanished from racing for a full year without explanation. Now she returns in Ferrari. Red, sharing a garage with Charles Leclerc-the boy she grew up with, the man she once laughed beside, and the rival who now treats her with a coldness the whole paddock notices. To the world, Charles hates her. His clipped remarks. His sharp glances. His distance that borders on disdain. But the truth is far more complicated. Charles doesn't hate Violet. He hates that he never stopped loving her. And he hates that she once loved Jules Bianchi instead. That she still carries that love like a ghost tied to her shadow. Violet, on the other hand, keeps herself tightly locked behind silence. Her smiles are practiced. Her calm is fragile. Her world is held together by invisible threads she refuses to let anyone touch. But Charles begins to notice anyway. The scars Violet tried to hide, trembling, and flinches before the lights out. The fear in her eyes when a car hits the barrier too hard. And Violet notices him too-how his "hate" is slipping, how his voice softens around her, how his protectiveness bursts through whenever she breaks, even for a second. As the season closes in, emotions sharpen like a final corner taken too fast. Violet is racing her last contracted year. Charles is fighting for a championship. And both of them are fighting something far more dangerous: the truth of what they feel for each other, and what grief has stolen from them both. In a world where speed is survival and love can feel like betrayal, Violet and Charles must face the past they've both been running from-and decide whether it's finally time to stop. - A Charles Leclerc AU/Fanfiction.

Fluff: ☁️ Angst: 🌱 Smut: 💋

⚠️ Mature Completed Story 18+ ✓ ⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯ No More Secrets, Mon Chéri is a dark-ish short lestappen au (Max Verstappen × Charles Leclerc) Stripper x Hidden Identity AU. Contains explicit smut, intense emotional hurt/comfort, power imbalance, obsession, secrets, praise kink, dom/sub undertones, and two broken men who ruin and heal each other in equal measure. Read at your own risk. Heavy angst ahead. Happy ending guaranteed, but the road is brutal. ⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯ Max Verstappen is drowning in debt and desperation. When stripping at Le Mirage becomes his last option, his first night is a disaster until a mysterious, sharp-eyed regular in the shadows steps in and changes everything. Charles Leclerc is rich, dangerous, and impossible to read. One protective clash, one heated night, and Charles offers a deal no broke uni student can refuse plus no strings and no questions but strings form fast. Max falls hard for Charles and for the safety he's never known but Charles falls first and even harder possessive, devoted, terrified of the secrets he's hiding. An unexplained gun still on the nightstand and late nights. There's love but with battles of doubt until one explosive fight forces the truth into the open. When everything shatters, what's left is raw, real, and will it be theirs? or Max walks away?

She is a hidden marvel-his secret snowflake-seen by no one else in the empire, known only to the emperor, his most precious, breathtaking treasure." I do not claim ownership of any characters, with the sole exception of the original character (OC) that I created.

Max Verstappen formula 1 drivers and 3 times World Champion. Angeline Alison Russell student at the University of Cambridge Everyone thinks they know who Angeline Russell is. They don't know the girl who hides behind closed doors. They don't know what she sells, what she posts, or why she needs it. She was never anyone's choice. Just someone they wanted in secret. Someone they touched, then left. Until Max Verstappen didn't touch her at all-and that changed everything. ------------- Story ongoing Max x OC Slow burn / sister of a driver / smut / double life

❝ i have only ever been good at one thing anger anger is all i have been good at ❞ hermes x oc pre-lightning thief © Imaginebooks

When Oscar Piastri wakes up one morning in Monaco, he's not hungover, heartbroken, or late for practice-he's six months old. Now Charles Leclerc, Max Verstappen, and half the F1 grid are stuck babysitting a literal baby driver while trying to figure out how and why this happened. Between diaper disasters, sugar highs, and emotional breakdowns, one thing becomes clear: the universe might just be giving them all a second chance-to fix their mistakes, rebuild friendships, and learn what it really means to be a team. Because raising a baby is hard. Raising your friend who used to drive for McLaren? That's chaos on a championship level. PS - Do not let the amount of chapters fool you. This book is 40k words long.