Lenya Kope thought her first time dying was awful, but it turned out the second time was far worse. Killed by mutants the first time around. The second time? Human nature, betrayal, murdered by the only man she ever fell in love with romantically. Falling in love was always a hard thing for her, so now, it's impossible. The only person she does love conditionally, is her brother. Love truly is a fickle thing in a post apocalyptic world. Given another chance, Lenya's resolve is to save as many people as she can, most importantly, her brother. In order to achieve that, she has to take out the main sources of the cause of her grievances, known evils, and figuring out the unknown. Since human nature has always been consistently selfish. With this third life, Lenya was given the knowledge of her past lives and abilities that might as well be the ultimate cheat. There's one main thing in her way though. Herself. Breaking old habits doesn't come with a learning curve. (I will be adding new chapters every Tuesday at 9EST, let me know what you think of the first three chapters ♥️)

"How do you teach the meaning of love... to someone who doesn't understand a single thing about it?" He is a total bookworm-socially awkward, fiercely averse to human interaction, and perfectly content losing himself entirely within the pages of his books. She, on the other hand, is a free spirit-navigating life with an easygoing grace, treating everyone she meets with warmth and genuine kindness. [ Author's Note ] The characters and events depicted in this story are entirely products of the author's imagination. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental and unintended.

"Be a good boy, Ares, and just follow my lead." His chest rose up rapidly, taking his hands into mine and placing them on my waist. Feeling him begin to grow hard and the pool of wetness between my legs ached my soul. I needed him now. A piece of his hair fell on his forehead, his thumbs moved in circular motion as I rocked my hips back and forth, holding onto his shoulders for support. I unbuttoned his shirt, revealing more of his toned chest; I was practically salivating at this sight. It was obvious that he was going to the gym, even just by looking at his arms you could tell. This man was pure perfection, and I was pure seduction. "W-we shouldn't be doing this," his voice was breathless and ragged. My back arched because of the growing sensation I was feeling; he dipped his head between my neck, placing light kisses. I fist his hair as my jaw drops; my panties are drenched. "We should, we had a deal." _____ Violet Gray was a sophomore in college and failing her classes. With her growing popularity due to her looks and partying every night, Violet had completely forgotten the true reason for being in school. She had two options: get kicked out of college or find a tutor. Violet didn't want either; she was embarrassed to be kicked out. Ares Meadows was the epitome of smart and talented; his grades were all straight A's. He didn't have time to party nor focus solely on his looks and popularity. Ares was a nerd with even more nerdy friends, but the way he looked distracted everyone from the fact that he was a nerd. But nobody wants an inexperienced man.

Maeve Shaw does not remember why she agreed to work Fourth of July. It's a health care workers worst nightmare with all the fireworks and dumbassery, but it's also a bit of fun. Plus, Frank got called back to work early, and she can't exactly leave her best friend alone on his first day back to work after the whole Pittfest situation Surely nothing can go wrong though. Even if it's Robby's last day. Even if it's her first shift back with Frank now that they're sleeping together. Even if it's the Fourth of fucking July. [the pitt season 2] [frank langdon x fem!oc] [© plcnctscpace 2026]

"She tried to reach out the fallen star, the one still yearning for a ground called love." Born in a conservative family of UP, famous not for respect but for dangerous things, where women were nothing more than showpieces to be controlled and ordered. Shreevi Mishra never fit in. The more restrictions they put on her, the more she burned to break them. In a house where even listening to songs was a sin, she dared to dream of two impossible things, One, to become an actress. Two, to marry him. But him who? Yuvaan Shergill. Superstar. The calmest, sweetest, humblest man, at least, that's what the world believes. Or maybe that's just what he wants them to see. Afterall is is an actor. Because behind the fame and lights is a man scarred by bitter experiences, a man who has learned to see the world through one lens, money. With a typical mindset, he believes girls only want one thing from him, his wealth. And so, he has vowed to keep them far away. But when God said action, even he was unknown to his part of script. For the most money-minded girl he would ever meet was also the one who refused to leave his side. Shreevi Mishra, his craziest stalker, the girl with brown-crimson eyes who followed him everywhere. All Yuvaan wanted was to get rid of her. All she wanted was to make him fall for her...by hook or by crook.

YOU MISSED MY HEART in which, two weeks have passed since frank langdon and joey mendes called it quits. they have to get through whats already the worst shift of their lives when joey reveals a secret that's bigger than the both of them THE PITT ❪ Frank Langdon / Fem! OC ❫ cover by swannluvr © faistsluvrr, 2026