Would you like to play a game? The rules are simple... you just have to get someone to fall in love you, devote himself to you, and care for you until the end of his days. Think it's easy? Confident you'll win? Let's see how well you play the game. WARNING! Viewer discretion advised: story contains adult content that is unsuitable for children. NOTE from the writer: I'm an amateur writer so please overlook plot holes, grammar issues, or anything else a story is supposed to have. This is my original story so... as the saying goes "if you have nothing nice to say, don't say anything at all".

Reincarnated as... a crow in The Vampire Diaries. Why can't I be Caroline or Bonnie?! Damn you, spirit guide! Why am I a crow?! But not just any crow... Damon Salvatore's crow! Determined to see her long-time crush, Stefan Salvatore, she flutters, spies, and perches her way into his life. "I'll call you Rory. My Rory," Stefan says with a fond smile, aware that the bird understands every word. ⋆.˚𓅨࿐ Everything's fine... until Damon shows up. "What are you doing with my crow, Stefan?" "Rory is my crow!" "Rory?! That's my crow! And you...come here now!" Rory just wants to fly away as the brothers bicker over her... unaware that things are about to get even weirder. ⋆.˚𓅨࿐ "...Wait... I have hands?" ⋆.˚𓅨࿐ Based on the TV series *The Vampire Diaries* by L.J. Smith and its adaptation by Kevin Williamson & Julie Plec. All characters and world elements belong to their respective creators. This is fanfiction is for entertainment purposes only.

Raevyn Laughlin notices everything. The way someone chooses their seat. The pause before a smile. The sound of a pen tapping twice before every note. Conrad Fisher has spent years making sure no one looks close enough to notice him at all. In a Stanford lecture hall, their paths cross - no meet-cute, no accident, just a glance that feels like it belongs to another life. She collects patterns. He avoids them. And somewhere between folded pages, late arrivals, and the quiet space between words... they start to write each other into their story without meaning to.

hiraeth (n.) a homesickness for a home to which you cannot return, a home which maybe never was; the nostalgia, the yearning, the grief for the lost places of your past. Last summer left Conrad Fisher with nothing but ruins, yet autumn offered something unexpected in the form of Devon Watson. She is not a saviour or a whirlwind, but a steady presence, unflinching in her care, and in her company, Conrad finds the seasons shifting; loss no longer the only thing to measure time by. Or, in which Conrad finds someone who chooses him and only him for once, and tries to mend his relationship with the only living member of his family that he can somewhat stand. TSITP S3 Rankings: #1 TSITP (06/11/2025) #1 conradfisher (21/11/2025) #1 jeremiahfisher (21/11/2025) #1 conradxoc (13/11/2025) #1 stevenconklin (5/1/2026) #1 isabelconklin (3/1/2026) #1 thesummeriturnedpretty (15/12/2025)

Conrad Fisher is tired. Worn thin by the weight he carries, by the silence he can't seem to break. Med school gives him something to hold onto, but no matter how far he goes, the past lingers. There's someone he can't quite forget. A love tangled in memory, in what was left unsaid. Some things don't fade, no matter how much you try. But then she walks into his life. All energy and color, laughing too loud in the back of a lecture hall, asking questions no one else dares to. What grows between them is fragile, unspoken , and uncertain. Some stories begin when others have not quiet ended. But the summer must end sometime. Pre s3 and s3 (so spoilers!) I don't own the whole story, all credits to Jenny Han.

🌊 "He thought he knew heartbreak-until she walked into his life with coffee in one hand and chaos in the other. Now Conrad Fisher has to choose between the past he can't let go of... and the girl who's slowly becoming his future." --- this story takes place in season three/ book three of the summer I turned pretty. This story doesn't really follow any time line or "rules" i kind of made it up along the way In where Conrad meets someone at medical school

Every summer, Ishika came back to Cousins Beach. To the house filled with memories. To Susannah, who gave birth to her when her mother couldn't. To Laurel, who raised her like her own. To Belly, who shared her birthday but not her spotlight. And to Conrad Fisher-the boy she loved without ever saying it. Ishika was always the girl on the sidelines. The one with dimples, weight from life-saving meds, and a heart that felt everything too deeply. While the others grew into golden summers and first kisses, she learned how to fade into the background. But the summer she turned eighteen, everything changed. She stopped her medication. She got stronger. And Conrad? He finally started to see her or she notices him, seeing her. But Ishika already knew-some things aren't meant to last. This isn't just a story about first love. It's about grief, found family, and a girl who is more than someone who just turned pretty. Because some summers end. But some summers stay forever. All rights reserved to jenny han, I only own my characters and plot line.

IN WHICH, She was the golden girl of Cousins - sunshine in human form, and Conrad Fisher's first real love. But Maggie Reyes left without looking back... until now. Two years later, she's returning to the place that broke her heart - and the boy who never said the words she needed to hear.

"I didn't think I'd ever let someone this close again... and then you moved in next door." After leaving Cousins behind, Conrad Fisher buries himself in pre-med at Stanford, determined to live with his walls high and his heart closed. But when Amelia Harrington, a Londoner with a soft laugh and a sharp mind, moves in next door, the small gestures between them begin to unravel the silence he's wrapped himself in and Conrad must decide if he's ready to let someone in again. A story about healing, friendship, and finding love where you least expect it. Conrad Fisher x OC Starts Post Season 2