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.

"You're staring." Bucky speaks with some insecurity in his voice "You can't blame me, Barnes." I shake my head with a smirk. "You're just a sight I don't want to look away from." I flirt and he chuckles what sounds like a sigh of relief as he walks into the kitchen "I can say the same, doll." He glances over his shoulder HIGHEST RANKINGS: 🥇#1 in avengersfanfiction 🥇#1 in jamesbuchanan 🥇#1 in wintersoldier 🏅#3 in marvelcinematicuniverse 🏅#4 jamesbarnes 🏅#7 in marvelfanfic 🏅#7 in protective 🏅#35 in maturethemes 🏅#88 in friendstolovers 🏅#98 in wattpad 🏅#165 in marvel

They taught her to be a lady. Her father taught her to kill. At Ashford, a mystery knight emerges-brutal, relentless, unknown. Aerion Brightflame craves what he cannot name. A lady's defiance. A warrior's violence. Valarr Targaryen offers devotion to a woman hiding a blade behind her smile. When the truth bleeds through, the game changes. Some crowns are given. Some are taken. Hers will be earned in blood and steel.