(This is not a fanfic) There are secrets that burn more than fire. For me the secret has a first and last name, not to mention he shares drinks with my father in the living room. And obsessive attraction consumed in secret, where every touch is a betrayal and every confession is made in whispers.

There was something about the town of Ganford that made people stay. Maybe it was the burnt orange skies of the desert, or the state route that stretched across it. Everybody knew everybody. Everybody had their secrets. Lily Campbell spent 22 years of her life learning them. Ganford made people predictable. Except for one man. Foster Harrigan came and went with the seasons. The Campbells have been family friends with Foster longer than Lily could remember. After years of silence surrounding the mysteries of the town, Lily digs deeper, only to continuously run into the man who secretly ran Ganford.

Allie has lived next door to Jon for as long as she can remember. He's always been just... there, the quiet house beyond the fence line, the man who keeps to himself, the one who never quite joins the rest of the world. Now she's freshly twenty-one, and everything feels different. He's thirty-five, a retired actor who left Hollywood behind for a quieter life, and he still doesn't belong to anyone, or at least that's what he seems to want people to believe. But distance has a way of changing shape when you've spent years growing up just out of reach of someone.

He was her father's best friend. He'd known her for years. He'd watched her grow up, teased her about every boyfriend she'd ever had, and always reminded her that she deserved better. Jon Bernthal was never supposed to become that person. The person she thought about when she couldn't sleep. The person she looked for in every room. The person she knew she shouldn't want. And Jon knew it too. He knew exactly who Iris was. Michael's daughter. His best friend's daughter. The one person he was never supposed to fall for. But feelings don't care about rules. What starts with stolen glances and conversations that last a little too long slowly becomes something neither of them can ignore. There are secrets to keep, lines they shouldn't cross, and a father who can never find out. Because some people are simply not for you. And Jon was never supposed to be hers. Until he was.

how many stars would you cross just to love again? ⟡ slow burn, but I promise it's worth it in the end. - I hope you enjoy it! I hope to make more fanfics in the future. 🤍 p.s. I don't make y/n fanfics simply because I'm preparing to write actual books so I want to practice here. Sorrryhy

When she comes home for summer, the one man who makes her feel safe is the one she can never have-her father's best friend, Frank Castle. Older, scarred, and fiercely protective, Frank tries to keep his distance. But in the hazy heat of long summers and stolen moments, forbidden desire begins to unravel them both. A slow-burn age-gap romance thick with tension, tenderness, and dangerous temptation. TW: heavy smutt, swearing, alcohol, cheating mentioned, age gaps, sex, slight violence.

lyra never expected a small audition to change her life. at twenty-five, she was broke, unknown, and almost ready to give up on acting. then she landed the role of sierra, a nineteen-year-old girl who falls for the legendary frank castle. opposite her was jon bernthal. he was married, a father, and nothing like the intimidating character he played on screen. they became friends almost immediately, and their chemistry was impossible to ignore. soon, the whole world wanted them together. edits. interviews. rumors. stolen glances. everyone was convinced there was something between them. except lyra and jon. because sometimes, the line between acting and reality isn't as clear as you think. and maybe everyone else noticed it before they did.

He was never supposed to come back for her. When Frank Castle pulls Jane out of the only life she's ever known, he thinks he's doing a clean job: extract, secure, walk away. She's twenty, soft-spoken, and looking at him like he hung the moon. He's older, hardened, and already fighting the part of himself that wants to keep her. She has been waiting for him for years. He has spent those same years becoming the kind of man who does not get to keep soft things.

« Ton père m'a confié ta vie, May. Pas ton cœur. » Quand Tony Stark part en urgence à l'autre bout du monde, il ne confie pas la sécurité de sa fille cadette aux Avengers, ni à ses armures. Il ne fait confiance qu'à un seul homme : Frank Castle. Pour May, ingénieure de génie de 24 ans et créatrice d'Edna (son IA surpuissante), le retour du Punisher après cinq ans de silence radio réveille de vieux démons - et un béguin d'adolescente jamais vraiment éteint. Mais face à la menace brutale de Hammer Industries, les faux-semblants volent en éclats. Réfugiés dans un bunker de Brooklyn avant une contre-attaque sanglante à Manhattan, la proximité forcée fait vaciller les principes de fer de Frank. Entre la violence d'une guerre urbaine et la tension viscérale qui les consume, pourront-ils survivre sans se brûler les ailes ? Une romance sombre, intense et sous haute tension entre une héritière brillante et un soldat brisé.