"how did you, margaret dwyer, pull two highly attractive people who are both obsessed with you?" "dad, i don't know how to feel about you referring to sam and leah as attractive." { in which bella swan's stepsister moves to forks and gets imprinted on by not one but two spirit-shifters, and the kick is that they used to date } or {in which sam uley imprints when he runs into someone's car while jogging, and leah clearwater imprints when her best friend comes over to get her nails done } [ OC x LEAH CLEARWATER ] [ OC x SAM ULEY ] [ NEW MOON - POST BREAKING DAWN PT.2 ]

It's gonna take a lotta love to let you go. the twilight saga / paul lahote new moon ― eclipse @-windwillows © 2020 cover by @VRPond book one of five

★ 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐓, ⋆｡˚ 𝑨 𝑺𝑻𝑶𝑹𝒀 𝑾𝑯𝑬𝑹𝑬 𝑨 𝑮𝑰𝑹𝑳 𝑴𝑬𝑬𝑻𝑺 𝑨 𝑩𝑶𝒀 ━━━ ❝i'm sorry. you did what? on whom?❞ - Bailey Swan ❪ 𝙥𝙖𝙪𝙡 𝙡𝙖𝙝𝙤𝙩𝙚 x 𝙛𝙚𝙢𝙖𝙡𝙚!𝙤𝙘 ❫ ─── © divinedutchess ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. book two | completed ──────

𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙩𝙚𝙧, 𝙡𝙚𝙩 𝙞𝙩 𝙥𝙪𝙡𝙡 𝙝𝙞𝙢 𝙪𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙧 𝙙𝙤𝙣'𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙡𝙞𝙛𝙩 𝙝𝙞𝙢, 𝙡𝙚𝙩 𝙝𝙞𝙢 𝙙𝙧𝙤𝙬𝙣 𝙖𝙡𝙞𝙫𝙚. female oc x paul lahote [TWILIGHT NEW MOON - BREAKING DAWN PT. 2] (slight change in plot) 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐝: 𝟎𝟔/𝟎𝟓/𝟐𝟎𝟏𝟗 𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐝: __

She came in oversized clothes, a half-finished drink, and zero intention of dancing. He came with his boys, a glass of Hennessy, and a past he never talks about. They weren't supposed to cross paths. But then her friend disappeared into the crowd... and his eyes found her. First from across the room. Then from a little closer. The close enough to touch. And when the right song dropped-his hand wrapped around her waist like it belonged there. No words. No plan. Just chaos, rhythm, and tension thick enough to stop the music. He's friendly, loud, hot-until he's cold, rude, and impossible to read. She's shy, distant, unbothered-until he touches her and something inside her wakes up. Two strangers. Two secrets. Two hearts that shouldn't pull together but can't let go. They met on the wrong night-in the most perfect way. "Eyes Across the Room" is a realistic romance full of passion, chaos, street tension, and the kind of eye contact that changes everything.

Camille Laurent grew up in a strict traditional family that taught her the world was divided into two kinds of people: black and white, and nothing in between. From her childhood, she remembers only discipline, silence and a pair of mysterious brown eyes that never left her mind. Now a famous celebrity makeup artist, Camille lives a life built on control and perfection, still shaped by her parents' expectations. Until she meets Michael Jackson...

Massiah Ira Gray- I always had my eyes on one female. I just hate that I got locked up right after I crushed. Aoki Dream Gates- A one-night stand changed my life forever. He just had to disappear when I found out I was pregnant.

In the summer of 2026, the world is buzzing with the release of the Michael Jackson biopic. For twenty-two-year-old Xiomara Vega, the theater is a sanctuary, a place to lose herself in the music of the man she's spent her whole life admiring from afar. But as the silver screen fades to black and the hum of the theater lulls her into an exhausted sleep, the world shifts. Xiomara doesn't wake up in a plush cinema seat. She wakes up on a cold park bench in 1984, greeted by the sound of a police officer's baton and a world without smartphones, Uber, or the internet. Trapped in the neon-soaked peak of the Thriller era, Xiomara is a ghost from a future that hasn't happened yet. To survive, she secures a job at the periphery of the King of Pop's whirlwind life. She knows every headline before it breaks, every secret before it's whispered, and every heartache before it strikes. She's determined to keep her head down and find a way home, until she meets him. Michael is lonely, shielded by fame, and searching for someone who sees the man behind the sequined glove. In Xiomara's "futuristic" spirit and mysterious origins, he finds a soul he can't explain. But as the timeline begins to blur and the pull of 2026 grows stronger, Xiomara must decide: do you save the man you love from the future you already know? Or do you risk disappearing forever? The studio was quiet, the smell of old mahogany and expensive cologne hanging in the air as he reached out, his fingers barely brushing her wrist, his voice a soft, desperate anchor in the dark. "Mara, stay... with me... stay here."

just a typical highschool love story

Malcolm Carter never imagined raising four daughters alone. Three years after losing his wife to a brain tumor, his life is loud, messy, and filled with ponytails, homework, ballet recitals, and late nights trying to make sure his girls are okay. He loves them more than anything, but some days it still feels like the heart of their home disappeared when Aaleah did. Celeste Moore lives the opposite kind of life. A disciplined ballet instructor who thrives on routine and quiet, Celeste spends her days teaching children grace, focus, and confidence before returning home to peaceful nights with her cat. Her world is calm, structured, and carefully balanced. For four years, Malcolm's daughters have danced in Celeste's class. She watched them grow. She watched them grieve. She watched Malcolm do his best to be everything his daughters needed. But Celeste has one strict rule she refuses to break: She does not date the parents of her students. Especially not a single father with four daughters and a life full of chaos. Yet somewhere between late pickups, quiet conversations, and watching Malcolm braid his daughters' hair before class, the line between professional and personal begins to blur. Malcolm never expected to love again. Celeste never expected to want the kind of life he lives. But sometimes healing comes in the form of loud houses, messy kitchens, and one unexpected seat at the table. sometimes love looks like The Sixth Chair.