The world knew the Kirgun name. It was whispered in boardrooms, feared in alleyways, and carved into the history of power itself. Theirs was an empire built on silence and shadow, led by Tharn Kirgun, a man the underworld called Dada, whose word could bend entire nations. At his side stood Type, the heart of the dynasty, who had done what no man was thought able to do-bring life into this ruthless world. Five children, each carrying the weight of their bloodline, each born into a house where love and fear danced side by side. The eldest, Jes Kirgun, was the empire's blade. Cold, untouchable, the heir who bore both the fortune and the curse of being firstborn. Around him, the siblings-Mile, Bright, May, and June-breathed a rare light into the mansion, though even their laughter was fragile in a house ruled by shadows. But Earth was not the only stage where fate played its game. Far across galaxies, under skies no human eyes had seen, lived the Wichapas family-brothers bound by blood and secrets of another kind. Apo, Win, and Bible were heirs not to crime or fortune, but to a legacy written in the stars. Neither family yet knew that their worlds would one day collide. Neither Jes, with his empire of blood, nor Bible, with his destiny beyond planets, could foresee the bond that would draw them together-against empires, against galaxies, against the very laws that separated mankind from the cosmos. This was the story of a bloodline not bound by Earth alone. This was the beginning of the Cosmic Bloodline.

Tyme and Great are family friends. After a drunken night together, they struggle with the aftermath.

The summer of 2025 in Monaco was supposed to be just another luxurious getaway for me-a break from the high-paced world of fashion marketing. But when my friend Elio, a Ferrari F1 mechanic, invited me to an exclusive rooftop party, I found myself stepping into a world I had admired from afar since childhood. Amongst the glittering elite of Formula 1, I felt out of place, sipping champagne in quiet observation. It wasn't until I wandered to the other side of the rooftop, where the sunset painted the Monaco skyline in hues of gold and crimson, that my night truly began. A clumsy mistake-a shattered cocktail glass tumbling down from the rooftop-was all it took to catch the attention of someone I never expected to meet. Lando Norris. The young, talented McLaren driver stood opposite me, his laughter breaking the tension. But when our eyes finally met, something shifted. A moment of silence. A confession that slipped from his lips before he could stop it. And just like that, everything changed. by stella, best ranking!! 19/03/2025 #1 : lando 19/03/2025 #1: norris 21/03/2025 #1 : mclaren 25/03/2025 #1 : ln4 21/04/2025 #1 : oscarpiastri 23/04/2025 #1 : f1drivers 08/06/2025 #1 : f1fanfiction 28/06/2025 #1 : sportsromance 03/07/2025 #1 : mclaren 04/08/2025 #1 : booktok 09/08/2025 #1 : f1fanfiction This story is purely fictional, and I mean no disrespect to anyone!

" 𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐮𝐬, 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐞𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐲𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐠𝐥𝐨𝐛𝐚𝐥 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠 " gladiator II lucius verus x fem oc

"Smoking is bad, you know." The placid voice speaks up from the distant dark corner, nothing to see but a tall silhouette and an orange glow of a cigarette cherry. "It's the least of my problems," I murmur with my own between my lips, proceeding to feel the stagnant debris valley my throat when I suck delicately. He exhales a chuckle of cynical amusement, his footsteps getting every step clearer to my eardrums until I eventually sense body heat burning my back. "And why is that?" He whispers over my shoulder, hands inviting themselves to grip the railing in front of me so I become a prisoner between his inked arms. I swallow. "Because you'll be the one to kill me first." // Aven Brooks is hired to take pictures for the world-renown punk rock band known today as Duplicity; hoping the experience gets her into her most elite-dreamed university. However, when her lenses accidentally capture more than just cheeky sound checks and performances, she comes to a horrifying discovery that Duplicity is anything but a band. Appalled and frightened, she's trapped. *HIGHEST RANKINGS* #1 IN HARRYSTYLES #1 IN ONEDIRECTION ALL RIGHTS RESERVED TO @happydays1d NOT ALLOWING TRANSLATIONS! CONTAINS VULGAR LANGUAGE / DRUG ABUSE / SEXUAL CONTENT / DESCRIPTIVE VIOLENCE / MENTAL HEALTH READ AT OWN RISK!

I hate her, I hate her, I fucking hate her. If she died right now, I wouldn't care. My main concern would be how I would get my money for this stunt. I have not an ounce of a feeling for this girl in front of me, yet I can't move under her angry gaze. I wouldn't dare. "Fuck you." I whisper out a pitiful insult to get the last word. "Fuck you." She replies just as quietly, taking a deep inhale as she holds our eye contact. She grinds her jaw as she stays looking at me, eyes scanning over my face with a huff. I hold my same scowl, still not backing away from her. I'm stuck in my place, my face not even an inch away from hers. I don't know how it happened, who started it, or what, but before I know it, her lips are on mine and I'm shoving her body backwards into the shelf. - Aubrey Hart and Harry Styles, costars in the movie "Forbidden Connection", hate each other. On screen, they're happily in love and yearning for each other's touch. Outside of that, though, it's constant yelling and fighting between the two of them. There's never a second of peace. Harry goes too far with what he says and Aubrey claps back in an instant. They don't clash very well whatsoever. When they're offered a big paycheck for a PR relationship, will the forced closeness become a little too real? Will they start to grow an understanding for each other? It's like they all say... there's a fine line between love and hate. **MATURE CONTENT** HIGHEST RANKINGS #1 in enemiestolovers #1 in harrystyles #1 in louistomlinson #1 in zaynmalik #1 in liampayne STARTED JANUARY 2021 - COMPLETED JULY 2021

"Do you believe in Secrets?" he asked, eyes flickering between my lips to my eyes, his hand moving from the back of my head, trailing the path to my arm. Low chuckle left my lips, "Depends." ▷ • ---------- • ϟ [ lando norris x fem!oc ] ~19.8.2023 - 1.7.2024 ~ t r o p e s fake dating | unintended slowburn annoyance-idiots-friends to lovers

After the night in the brothel Rhaenyra is married to Laenor Velayron to protect the birth of her child. who in the years to follow is the only one of Rhaenyra's children that is believed to be his, she is loved by all in the red keep, even queen Alicent adores the girl, so when Rhaenyra proposes a marriage between Aemond and Rhaenyra's daughter Visenya, Alicent happily agrees. The children having been best friends in their youths are more than happy to be wed but when the incident at drift mark occurs things change, will it be for better or worse? crossposted on A03 Aemond Targaryen x fem!Targaryen Editing - no beta reader so there is some spelling mistakes!!

* ੈ✩‧₊˚ -ˏˋ. 𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙨𝙚 𝙤𝙛 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙙𝙧𝙖𝙜𝙤𝙣 ˊˎ- 𝙄𝙉 𝙒𝙃𝙄𝘾𝙃 𝙏𝙃𝙀 𝙁𝙄𝙍𝙎𝙏𝘽𝙊𝙍𝙉 𝘿𝘼𝙐𝙂𝙃𝙏𝙀𝙍 𝙊𝙁 𝙍𝙃𝘼𝙀𝙉𝙔𝙍𝘼 𝙃𝘼𝙎 𝙏𝙊 𝙁𝘼𝘾𝙀 𝙏𝙃𝙀 𝘾𝙊𝙉𝙎𝙀𝙌𝙐𝙀𝙉𝘾𝙀𝙎 𝙊𝙁 𝘽𝙀𝙄𝙉𝙂 𝙃𝙀𝙄𝙍 𝙁𝙊𝙍 𝙃𝙀𝙍 𝙈𝙊𝙏𝙃𝙀𝙍. ╒═══════✰° ˢᵉᵃˢᵒⁿ ¹ - ? °✰═══════╛ ╒═══════✰° ᵃᵉᵐᵒⁿᵈ ᵗᵃʳᵍᵃʳʸᵉⁿ °✰═══════╛

Left to die out in the cold forest of King's Landing, a baby girl only a few days old, was rescued and taken in by Criston Cole, a knight of Queen Alicent. Her name was now Vera Cole. She was now Criston's daughter. Growing up, she was raised along side the Targaryen princes.