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𝐌𝐚𝐢𝐬𝐢𝐞 𝐑𝐨𝐮𝐱 cresceu acreditando que era só uma garota azarada, marcada pela ausência: a mãe morta no parto, o pai um mistério nunca revelado. Sua vida já era complicada o bastante até que Dean Winchester, o ex-namorado que deixou apenas mágoas para trás, surge de repente à sua porta pedindo ajuda. Relutante, ela aceita acompanhá-lo - e esse passo a arrasta para um caminho sem volta. A morte brutal de sua tia, sua única família, desencadeia uma avalanche de segredos e verdades sombrias. No fim, Maisie terá que encarar que toda a sua vida foi construída sobre uma mentira.

Lucia Carter tem 31 anos e aprendeu cedo demais que o tempo não é misericordioso. Adotada ainda bebê por um casal já idoso, ela cresceu amada - e em silêncio. Desde que nasceu, carrega um dom que nunca pediu e jamais contou a ninguém: Lucia consegue viajar para o passado. Não para mudá-lo. Apenas para estar lá. Com o tempo, aprendeu sozinha todas as regras, porque o tempo sempre pune quem tenta desobedecê-las. Na infância e adolescência, atravessou séculos como quem folheia livros proibidos. Viu o Velho Oeste e o sangue que forjou o Colt, presenciou o renascer das bruxas na Idade Média e observou o sobrenatural nascer e se transformar - sempre como espectadora, nunca como interferência. Até tentar quebrar a única regra que importava... No presente, o único tempo do qual não pode fugir, Lucia cruza o caminho dos irmãos Winchester durante um caso sobrenatural aparentemente comum. Dean Winchester, da mesma idade e com o mesmo temperamento explosivo, é tudo o que ela não planejou enfrentar. Os dois colidem constantemente, como espelhos quebrados tentando coexistir. Lucia não fala sobre seus poderes. Nunca falou. Nem quando Dean começa a desconfiar que ela sabe demais. Nem quando Sam se identifica com sua mente nerd e afiada. Nem quando Castiel sente que ela não pertence completamente àquele tempo. Ela sobreviveu a séculos. Mas talvez não sobreviva à vontade de permanecer.

Charles Leclerc has his mind set on getting his second WDC, and it all starts at the pre season testing in Bahrain. Charles has his mind set on beating Max and nothing else. Soleil Senna is the daughter of Ayrton Senna, the late 'King of Monaco'. She just signed with Ferrari as their content creator. What happens when he tries to take care of her one shot away from being black out drunk on her 21st in Bahrain? Paparazzi and a PR disaster happens. Right before the first race of the season.

Clara Laroux moves like pure seduction. In Monaco's most exclusive club, she's the woman they all want and none of them get. With a body built for sin and a mouth made for shutting men down, she's untouchable. Exactly how she likes it. Lando Norris is is the reason Clara hasn't slept in a week. Monaco's most eligible bachelor and apparently her next-door neighbor. He's rich, reckless, and exactly the type she hates. He thinks she's a mystery. She thinks he's a mess. But when tempers flare and lines blur, they'll both realize something dangerous. Beneath all the damage and the truths uncovered, they just might be the only ones who understand how to save one another.

Max Verstappen formula 1 drivers and 3 times World Champion. Angeline Alison Russell student at the University of Cambridge Everyone thinks they know who Angeline Russell is. They don't know the girl who hides behind closed doors. They don't know what she sells, what she posts, or why she needs it. She was never anyone's choice. Just someone they wanted in secret. Someone they touched, then left. Until Max Verstappen didn't touch her at all-and that changed everything. ------------- Story ongoing Max x OC Slow burn / sister of a driver / smut / double life

Olivia e Charles tinham o relacionamento perfeito. Como aqueles de filmes clichês de romance adolescente e que todos ao redor invejavam, querendo ter um igual. O que jamais se passou pela cabeça da garota era que esse conto de fadas chegaria ao fim, tornando assim Charles, seu ex-namorado, o seu maior desafio a se enfrentar em sua carreira como fisioterapeuta oficial da equipe scuderia ferrari.

After everything that had happened to Aurora, she spent most of her time alone. Being alone meant less people to hurt and a smaller chance of her getting hurt. She enjoys her privacy. She's anonymous. That changes when her childhood bestfriend Lando Norris introduced her to his dangerous sport. Even though she didn't feel ready to share everything about herself, one of his friends - Charles Leclerc made it very hard. He was caring, sweet & understanding. He knew what she was going through. He had lost people too. Will she keep her walls up high? Or will she share her life with someone who doesn't even know what she looks like? Maybe.

They never called it a relationship. That's the problem. Noa Whitmore walked away the night she realized she was alone in something she thought they were building together. Lando Norris never chased her - not because he didn't care, but because he didn't think he was guilty. Now they're forced back into the same orbit. What she calls betrayal, he calls a misunderstanding. What he calls freedom, she remembers as a promise he never said out loud - but never denied. Behind closed garages and private hallways, tension simmers where desire never died. Arguments burn hotter than the past they refuse to agree on. Jealousy isn't loud - it's precise, cutting, and constant. Some lines are crossed without being drawn. Some hearts break without rules being broken. And some turns - once taken - can never be undone.

That day she left me with the world we created out of our love.... Our child. I stopped believing in love. I had already lived my love story but responsibilities don't wait. I remarried. Not for myself or for love but for my child. Marrying someone else felt like a betrayal even though that's what my first love wished for on the death bed. Then she entered my life. I was never going to love her. Because how can I love again when my heart still belonged to someone who was now no more in this world? She didn't replaced my first love. She slowly created a place in my heart and unknowingly I was healing. But loving her would mean my first love was less but then time made me realised that love doesn't replace, it expands. This means my heart even after breaking, knows how to beat 💓 Sometimes love doesn't come again to earse the old story but to remind you that your heart still have the capability to feel ❤️ I didn't leave my first love behind... I just made room in my heart to love again 🤍