Maddison Grey leaves her home in Virginia to become a detective in New York's Special Victim's Unit. She was on the fast track to join the BAU when she decided to take a different route. What will life in New York hold for Maddison? Will the past of her families life haunt her as she tries to build her own, or will her partner at the precinct love her for everything she is. **Occasional Crossover with characters from Criminal Minds ♥** Disclaimer: I do not own the rights to any characters already created within Law & Order: SVU or Criminal Minds. I only own the rights to my own characters made up within this story.

Rhea Brewer and her Twin brother Nico are ripped from their human life after a Vampire nomad noticed their potential. 2 years later Rhea with her Twin brother follow their master Laurent into a baseball field were Rhea meets a very important man, Carlisle Cullen. How will there story go? Aro knowing of Rhea and her brother's special gifts, has been searching for them. Will Rhea and Carlisle be able to be together in the end? After everything seems to want them apart? (I do not own any characters, except my ocs, Rhea and Nico. Everything else is from the Twilight series. This is a work of fiction.)

She never planned to set foot in the paddock again. Elisabeth "Lisi" Wolff had built her life in the world of tech, far from the engines and rivalries that had consumed her father's career. But one deal - one data project - pulled her back into the noise of Formula 1. That's where she met him. Max Verstappen. Fast. Unstoppable. Infuriating. They clashed the moment they spoke, their arguments sharp enough to draw sparks. He was reckless and overprotective; she was stubborn and determined to stand her ground. Everyone in the paddock knew they were trouble. Neither of them cared. Sometimes the hardest rival you face isn't on the track - it's the one who makes your pulse race off it.

ladies and gentlemen, will you please stand? with every guitar string scar on my hand i take this magnetic force of a man to be my lover [oscar piastri x fem!oc] 100k reads 29th july 2025

Margarida Silva - a 22 year old Portuguese actress who's never been in a relationship before as her career is way to important to her her family and friends are her whole world Charles leclerc- a 27 year old Ferrari formula 1 driver wants a new relationship as he's feeling lonely and he's the single friend in his family and he's friend group

eva mluex- 22 year old art student orginally from paris but is studying in monaco escaping her toxic ex boyfriend right person right time, messed up fans [ RE WRITTEN VIRSION] lando norris- 25 year old formula 1driver for mclaren hasent been in a relantionship in years

Sofia oliveria- a portguesse model and fashion influencer 23 years old works for central models her family is everything to her, just recovered from an toxic relantionship loves formula 1 from a young age. Lando norris - formula 1 driver for mclaren he struggles with his mental health his family and friends are everything to him and when he loves he loves hard

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She wasn't looking for love. He wasn't expecting fate. Nora is an indie author living her dream- early mornings, quiet cafés, and fictional characters who behave better than real people. She writes stories, not headlines. But when a chance run-in with Formula 1 driver Lando Norris sends sparks flying without a single word exchanged, her predictable world veers off course. One glance. That's all it takes. Then comes the DM. And suddenly, late-night texts become routine, race weekends blur into something personal, and Nora finds herself caught in a story she didn't write-but one she might actually want to live.

Do you ever think about falling?" Magnolia asked, her voice soft, almost lost in the hum of the city. Charles looked up at her, caught off guard by the question. "Falling?" She glanced out over the Monaco skyline, her eyes distant, as if weighing something heavy. "In ballet, they teach us how to fall before they teach us how to fly." She turned toward him, a quiet intensity in her gaze. "But in racing, you don't get that luxury, do you?" He sighed, holding his coffee a little tighter. "No. In racing, you just hope that when you fall... you survive it." Her lips curled slightly into a knowing, rueful smile. "Maybe that's why we're both so afraid of stopping."