𝑨𝑹𝑬 𝒀𝑶𝑼 𝑹𝑬𝑨𝑫𝒀 𝑶𝑹 𝑵𝑶𝑻? ! 𝐆𝐄𝐓𝐒 𝐔𝐏𝐃𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐃 𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐘 𝐓𝐇𝐔𝐑𝐒𝐃𝐀𝐘 & 𝐒𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐃𝐀𝐘 | 𝐓𝐄𝐍 𝐏𝐌 𝐂𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐋 𝐄𝐔𝐑𝐎𝐏𝐄𝐀𝐍 𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄 !

the moon and stars hang out in bars just talking / I still love that picture of us walking / just like that old house we thought was haunted ( cover by @amuors ) ( animal kingdom fanfiction ) ( season 1-6 ) ( andrew 'pope' cody x fem!oc ) ( by riotsuns 2025 )

Baz's little sister is in love with Pope, Pope is in love with someone who he should see as blood. He thanks whoever or whatever thats listening that they aren't. Everyone knows, especially when he gets out of prison and finds out a secret everyone's been hiding from him. i suck at descriptions, honestly I do😂 if you want to read it, please do so but I ask: no silent readers, it really doesn't help with a creative head space. if you do read, you know what Animal Kingdom is basically a trigger warning of its own but I'll give some .

Joy has spent the last ten years running. From cold towns and worse apartments. From men who raised their voices too quickly. From motel rooms with broken locks and memories that still wake her up at three in the morning. By twenty-seven, she's learned how to survive quietly: keep moving, keep smiling, never stay long enough to belong anywhere. Oceanside, California was never supposed to be permanent. Neither was The Drop. After walking into the bar looking for work, Joy unexpectedly finds herself pulled into the orbit of the Cody family - a dangerous, volatile crime family held together by loyalty, violence, and Smurf Cody's suffocating control. Deran gives her a chance behind the bar, and what starts as an easy friendship slowly turns into something far more complicated as Joy becomes entangled in the family's lives. Especially Pope's. Quiet, observant, and deeply unsettling, Pope sees too much too quickly - the scars hidden beneath Joy's tattoos, the exhaustion she disguises with humour, the careful way she keeps one foot permanently out the door. As the lines between survival and belonging begin to blur, Joy finds herself becoming attached to the worst possible people she could ever learn to love. But nobody enters the Cody family untouched. And nobody leaves unchanged. A slow-burn fanfiction. This book will include heavy descriptions of drug use and addiction, self-harm scars/references, childhood abuse, domestic violence, emotional manipulation, mental illness, violence, trauma, sexual themes, and mature language. The feedback you guys gave me after i wrote my Jack Abbot books was AMAZING, thank you so much! I don't feel terrified sharing things i've written now, this will be VERY different to the other two books and a lot darker but i hope you enjoy it as much!

Everyone assumes The Kept One stayed with Titus out of fear or misplaced devotion. Titus believes they're fragile, traumatized, dependent - someone who needs protecting. He has no idea they're mirroring him. No idea they're studying him. No idea they're worse. The mansion whispers, and The Kept One listens with a smile. They let Titus unravel under the weight of the curse while they quietly learn how to bend it. Every tremor in the walls, every flicker of the lights, every shadow that moves wrong - they treat it like a lesson. Titus thinks he's the dangerous one in the house. He doesn't realize he's living with someone who stayed not out of love... but out of hunger. And when the truth finally surfaces, it won't be the curse he fears. It'll be them. Y/n story without using y/n

It wasn't often that Titus found himself denied what he wanted. In his years of breathing gilded air and walking on floors polished by others, he had learned that with a simple snap of his fingers, he could get what he desired. Desire had always been a currency he never truly lacked-he wanted, and therefore he had. Then you came along. The one thing in the room that he couldn't purchase, beguile or command into his hands. The future bride of Alex Le Domas.

Titus Danforth is richer than god, with enough power to rival him too, belonging to the esteemed Danforth family of course. Daphne works as the nurse of the Danforth patriarch, and stumbles across a sinister plot held by the unholy son. A compromise is reached, an heir and silence, in exchange for the better care of Daphne's sick mother and monetary freedom. What starts as a marriage of convenience quickly derails into an elaborate plot to destroy each other, neither realising just how compatible they both are.

When the fox hears the rabbit screaming, he comes running. But not to help.

What if Grace had an identical twin? And what if in that storage closet, Mercy convinces her older sister to switch places? After all, she has been around Titus already. Mercy has long ago made peace with her high functioning depression's side effects, the ones that reduce her ability to experience emotions the way everyone else does. But Titus is set on making her feel the way she makes him. Even if he has to force her.

Elizabeth Steele was in her late twenties. She was generally described as calm, composed, compassionate, and fierce when need be. However, nothing could prepare her for the upcoming hunt where she would be forced to endure in her father's place. Or especially what would occur after that. A marriage to Titus Danforth to save her life. Will this unforeseen marriage become more than she bargained for? Perhaps even resulting in her imminent demise? Or, will love blossom where skeletons whither?