It's not my arms that will fail me But this world takes more strength than it gave me

Maren Madden's first interaction with Oscar Piastri could've been defined as attempted murder. A sturdy door to the nose, so forceful he had to check none of his teeth fell out. Their second interaction, her shirt was essentially see-through, it wasn't even six AM, and she wanted him to share the five kilos of grapes she accidentally bought. And their third interaction, stuck in a broken elevator, was when - if he hadn't done so already - he fell in love with Maren Madden as she fought with the elevator operator, in Arabic.

Vivian Sorrengail was forged for war, sharpened by cruelty, tempered in blood. Her destiny was written in the clash of swords and the blood that stains her hands, a legacy of obedience wrapped in violence. But prophecy doesn't bow to kings, and fate doesn't care for loyalty. When ancient powers stir and enemies bleed from the shadows, Vivian will have to decide what kind of monster they turned her into - and whether she'll burn their kingdom down before it can bury her first. ⸻ "You are a weapon, a servant of Navarre." "I am whoever I choose to be. A monster or savior. A damn reckoning. You're going to regret ever crossing me."

Aelia Hastings doesn't just walk; she marches with the weight of a legacy that feels like iron plates strapped to her chest. As the daughter of a legendary rider, her arrival at Basgiath War College isn't a debut-it's a reckoning. Here is a breakdown of her journey from "The Duke's Daughter" to a powerhouse in the Riders Quadrant. XadenRiorsonxOC

She crossed the Parapet with her eyes closed. No one knew her name. Not really. Not the riders, not the commandant. Not even the boy she once knew, who now leads the very quadrant she's been thrown into. Aeliana Sorynne is a survivor. Marked by magic, scarred by secrets, raised in the shadows of rebellion. Now, she enters Basgiath War College under a name no one remembers - carrying nothing but a rune, a memory, and the skills of someone who should've died years ago. Assigned to Fourth Wing, Tail Section, Second Squad, Aeliana must navigate brutal training, suspicious cadets, and the heavy eyes of dragons that seem to see more than they should. She's not here to be chosen. She's here to endure. But surviving is never that simple - not when her past walks the same halls, not when dragons are watching, and not when trust could mean everything... or cost her everything.

Livingston Maeve Rhodes-better known as Livy-spent years believing her life would be short. Cancer rewired her. Made her louder, sharper, and far less patient with bullshit. The day her scans finally come back clean, the world doesn't slow down-it explodes. And in the middle of that chaos, Livy meets Dr. Michael "Robby" Robinavitch, a man held together by caffeine, cynicism, and emotional avoidance. What begins as one reckless night turns into something neither of them planned for. Because Livy didn't survive cancer just to play it safe-and Robby doesn't realize yet that the woman who isn't afraid of dying might be the one thing that finally scares him. A story about survival, gallows humor, chosen family, and what happens when you stop bracing for the end.

One night. One mistake. One man she shouldn't want. At the Pitt, Vivienne Crawford discovers what happens when you catch forbidden feelings for a certain ER attending. Fem! Oc x Jack Abbot The Pitt Season 1 - 2

──── ❝ 𝙙𝙚𝙖𝙧 𝙙𝙚𝙖𝙧 𝙢𝙮 𝙢𝙤𝙨𝙩 𝙙𝙞𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚― 𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙞 𝙙𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙢 𝙤𝙛 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙞 𝙬𝙖𝙠𝙚 𝙞𝙣 𝙖 𝙛𝙞𝙚𝙡𝙙 𝙨𝙤 𝙗𝙡𝙪𝙚 𝙞 𝙙𝙧𝙤𝙬𝙣 ❞ house of the dragon oc insert reincarnation fic various x female!oc reverse harem season 1 - season ? graphic descriptions of violence, incest, and sex mild ooc!characterization

You, Katrina Sparks, are a paramedic. Your cool demeanor, accurate assessments and unorthodox treatments catch Robby's attention first then Jack's. It doesn't hurt that you're stunning. But they can't be distracted by you when they have been not so patiently waiting for their third soulmate. The name that's been scrawled across Robby's ribs and Jack's thigh forever. But damn are you tempting. This fic depicts a three-way soulmate bond between two males and one female. If this will bother you do not read. This story features a named reader. You are still you, you just have the name I gave you. I do not even pretend this is close to medically accurate. complete at 60k

A transplant patient and the doctor who refused to give up on her form a bond in the spaces between heartbeats and monitor beeps. Bound by ethical lines and unspoken restraint, their connection lingers long after she leaves the hospital. When they meet again months later, both changed by survival and loss, they discover that some people are stitched into you deeper than scars.