Pandora had lost everything with her father's death. Her friends, the support of her mother and sister, and her home in Seattle. Her mother decided it was best to move closer to Pandora's Uncle, hoping that Pandora and her cousin could help heal each other. But when Pandora's cousin leaves Pandora when her boyfriend comes back, Pandora is left broken and alone once more. But what happens when Pandora is thrown into the supernatural world by her cousin. Being left to the wolves leaves Pandora with new friends she didn't look for, not to mention the girl that captures Pandora's broken heart. But Leah is just as broken as Pandora. Can two broken people heal each other? Or is it just a pipe dream?

By eighteen, Leah Clearwater had already buried the girl she used to be. Sam Uley's betrayal still sat like glass in her chest when her father died. The grief came in waves, sharp and endless, and just when she thought she'd learned how to stand against it, the change took her. Heat, bone-snap, the first female wolf the Quileute tribe had ever seen - and with it, a fate she swore she'd never accept. Imprinting. On seventeen-year-old Embry Call. He's the boy she's never trusted herself to need - all quiet steadiness and soft eyes, a soul too gentle for the teeth in her. He meets her anger without flinching, shows up when she wants him gone, and sees her like he's known her in a hundred lifetimes. The bond is not romance; it's scripture. It's the tether between storm and shore, the altar she never meant to kneel before. It doesn't care about timing, or grief, or the way she swears she'll never belong to anyone again. It pulls her toward him like the tide, and no matter how she thrashes, she cannot break free. He is her breakwater. Her anchor. Her ruin. And maybe her salvation. Because some loves are not gentle - they're a reckoning. And Leah Clearwater is about to find out what it means to be chosen, in a way that feels less like mercy and more like destiny.

Bella Swan thought her biggest secret was loving a vampire. Turns out, the black cat napping on her couch had bigger ones. Savannah Dove Locklear is sixteen, Lumbee born, sharp-tongued, and cursed with visions she can't stop. A seer in a tribe of panther shifters, she was sent west to keep an eye on the girl tangled up with the Cullens-hidden in plain sight as Bella's moody "housecat." It was supposed to be easy: watch, warn, and survive. But fate has a cruel sense of humor. The night Alice Cullen comes calling, Savannah drops the fur and stands in the middle of Bella's living room, sarcastic as hell, trying to nudge destiny back onto its track. One problem: Jacob Black is there too. And when his eyes lock on hers, the world snaps in two. Imprint. Now Jake's torn between the girl he thought he loved and the one fate has tied him to. Bella wants her vampire back. Savannah wants to save her from a future dripping in blood. The pack wants to know why this "kitty" keeps talking in riddles. And Savannah? She just wants to stop waking up every morning already knowing who's going to break her heart. Sharp as a claw, southern gothic as a half-rotted hymn, Threads of Fate is a story about love, loyalty, and the curse of knowing too much too soon. Because some threads can only tangle tighter the harder you fight them. #1 - Series 11/10/25 #1 Jacob Black 11/10/25

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Based on the song "Memory Lane" by Hayley Joelle. Desiree Katherine Teller was Jax Teller's other half. They met when he was twenty-two years old, a year after Tara had left Charming. The two were inseparable and got married after a year of being together. Desiree won the hearts of everyone around her. She was a sister, a friend, a daughter to whoever needed her. The true definition of an old lady and a heart to match. Desiree fell pregnant with Jax's child and the two were excited to expand their family, but on April 9, at exactly nine o'clock pm, Desiree had gotten into an accident. The accident not only devastated Jax, but cost Desiree her memory along with the loss of her child. That was also the day that she was kidnapped, sending Jax in a frenzy for the next seven years until he finally laid her memory to rest. However, Desiree was a Teller, and Tellers die hard, and they NEVER stay missing.

Nicole enjoyed her single life in New York City. She'd known many men from all across the island, it was the 60s after all. Everything changed when she met the boy upstairs. A quiet boy from the suburbs. His name was Ricky Nelson. They were from different worlds. Nicole was city born, while Ricky was from the country. Nicole was in business, while Ricky was an artist. She was black, he was white. When they finally get together, things will never be the same again. Ricky learns what it means to surrender, and it he gives his all in doing so. Warning: There's themes of BDSM in this story. There's also mentions of racial tension, substance usage and more.

After becoming an orphan, Lauren was taken in by the famous Nelson family. When Ricky Nelson wasn't on stage breaking hearts, he was at home to annoy Lauren. After they get a little older, things get heated. Elvis Presley eventually has Lauren all shook up after she caught his eye. Will Lauren stick to good boy Ricky or the King? #1 in #Elvis Cover by: @/asaiyaavae on Instagram Warning: This is an erotic fanfic and is [18+]. There'll be instances of BDSM, alcohol & other sensitive subjects.

The One Night Stand Series •Book 1• "So what are you two?" "Just two strangers that occasionally fuck," she says casually with a shrug.

People think becoming a Mob wife is something magical. It's not. It's far from it. Mob wives deal with targets on their backs, abuse from their husbands, witnessing the most gruesome murders and may have to deal with a kidnapping or two. The pros were having any and everything you wanted; having a big, buff, dangerous man protecting you no matter what. Here's Brooklyn's story about being Mrs. Vitale, the first black wife in the Vitale Crime Family. * this is not based in 50s. It's around 2014 in the beginning, but it's a different 2014. * book has NOT been EDITED. Excuse any errors.

IT was a cold dark night. Somewhere in the city was the opening of the new Opera house that Vincenzo Armani created. The business mogul wanted to expand his business. In front of the Opera house there were a lot of people in front it waiting to get inside. A lot of influential people were invited. Nellie Rose was looking at her self in the mirror of the Opera house. She was extremely nervous to be in front of a lot of people but it was something she has been waiting for. She is going to make a name for herself tonight. She wouldn't let the opportunities of tonight pass her. Vincenzo Armani was in his car waiting to arrive at his Opera house. He knew that the opening of it would create a lot more business opportunities and the Opera was also created for his mother. She had a big love for it. So she would also be there that's why he wanted to go early to make sure that the manager had everything under control. Both Vincenzo and Nellie were not expecting that the night of the opening of the Opera would create a bond between them.