Happiness is a warm gun / there was a man that lingered in the shadows, often sighted alone with dark hair and dark eyes, but a smile which never came - she had seen his face amongst the crowds for months now and was certain that he was just a ghost, or a spirit like the ones her Aunt Polly spoke of.... but he wasn't a ghost, nor was he a spirit - he was the man they whispered of, the one that Tommy Shelby hoped would come knocking on his door one day. at only sixteen, Maeve weaved her way through the mess that the war had left behind, the men it had broken and left behind, and the women who had no money to feed their children whilst refusing to believe that their husbands were dead - she had seen it all, she thought - she was often sighted in her father's office, helping him with the count, or with her few friends who were never up to any good but there was no such thing as being up to any good if your name was Shelby. © gracessecretshelby / 2026 REWRITING AS OF 09/2026

"I'm not scared of you." "Is that a challenge?" ---- Tom Riddle was bored. Luckily for him, the last thing Hannah Grey could be called is boring. They find cat and mouse is just as entertaining for them both- though they aren't quite sure who is who. #2 in Riddle

Addison moved to a new city her junior year of highschool. Whole new house, neighbors, school, friends, everything. The new neighbor was good company, except for the dark-haired girl. The neighbor Charli and her became good friends pretty quickly. The other girl had a poor attitude but seemed to get in Addison's head. Having a way with words, will the dark-haired girl win Addison over?