When the Emerson family moves to Santa Carla, everyone expects trouble from the so-called murder capital of the world. Michael is cautious, Sam is terrified, but Michael's twin sister is nothing like her brothers. With blood-red hair that falls to her hips, bright sea-blue eyes, tattoos, and a fearless attitude, she refuses to be scared off by rumors, bikers, or the dangerous boys who rule the boardwalk at night. The Lost Boys are wild, mysterious, and dangerous, but instead of running from them, she finds herself drawn closer. David and his boys are used to people fearing them. They are not used to a girl who looks them in the eye, smirks, and refuses to back down. As secrets come out and loyalties are tested, she must decide where she truly belongs: with her family, who wants to protect her, or with the Lost Boys, who make her feel alive in a way she never has before. In this version of Santa Carla, no one dies, but everything changes.

Y/N has always loved 5 Seconds of Summer from afar-the music, the energy, the way their songs feel like they understand her better than anyone else ever has. When she and her best friend score VIP tickets to a sold-out 5SOS concert, it feels like the best night of her life is already complete. The screaming crowds, the lights, the music-it's everything she dreamed of. But the night doesn't end there. By pure chance, they stumble into a quiet bar after the concert, only to find Michael Clifford, Calum Hood, Ashton Irwin, and Luke Hemmings unwinding after the show. What starts as a shocking, surreal encounter turns into laughter, easy conversation, and a connection Y/N never expected to feel with someone she once only saw on a stage. Michael, guarded behind his humor and dyed hair, isn't looking for anything complicated. Y/N, grounded and unsure of her place in his world, knows that falling for someone like him could only lead to heartbreak. Yet with late-night talks, shared music, stolen glances, and moments that linger just a little too long, the distance between fan and band member slowly begins to blur. ♫♫♫♫♫♫ This is called 'Tour with Him' and if you haven't listened Everyone's a Star album, LISTEN YOU'RE MISSIN OUT Fem. Reader x Michael Clifford My 1st 5SOS fanfic... please no hate (;'༎ຶٹ༎ຶ') #1 in michaelclifford #1 5sosfam #1 boyband

𝙨𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙩𝙞𝙢𝙚𝙨 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙢𝙞𝙨𝙚 𝙨𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧. 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙞𝙩'𝙨 𝙣𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙮 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙮, 𝙧𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩 ?

When ambitious journalism student, Aurora Denver, starts a new job dancing at an unknown club hidden in the city, she thinks she's just trading her late night study sessions for quick cash and stage lights. But, the clubs emotionally unavailable, downright confusing owner, Harry Styles, is more than what meets the eye. A man with secrets buried in the shadows of the busy city. Drawn to his dangerous, charismatic charm, she finds herself torn between her dreams of education - the story that could launch her career - or fighting against her morals to protect a dangerous criminal. As the lines blur between love and betrayal, she finds the most dangerous stories happen to be the ones you become apart of. Deceit - where nothing is as it seems. Every truth masks a lie. Can you unravel the truth before anyone else? - "Are you gonna keep those lips shut for me, Princess? Or am I gonna have to make you?" He whispered tauntingly, leaning in closer to breathe cynically and I could practically hear amusement in his tone. I say nothing. Attempting to control my breathing and not break into deeper panic as my lips stayed sealed with his touch on them, slowly dragging the sensation down over my chin where he continued to smear the crimson blood. "C'mon, I know you're itching to talk back... or have I finally silenced you, hm?" He chuckled through his taunting. "Tell me Princess... are we gonna have a problem?" Slowly, I shook my head from side to side. It caused him to squeeze my chin, all of his fingertips now on me staining the imprint of his touch onto my face. He shifted his touch south, cupping the side of my neck and I squirmed against the wall at the feeling of his handprint on a sensitive area, his head moved away from my opposing ear to look down at me once again. "This is our little secret, yeah? I wouldn't want you to be the next one tied to that chair with your blood splattered on the floor." - Started: March 2024 Finished:

FINISHED AND COMPLEATED. She's all straight A's and sensible shoes. He's leather jackets, loud bass, and vodka for breakfast. When a rule-following good girl crosses paths with a reckless, 6'3" blonde rockstar who lives like every night is his last, sparks fly-and not the safe kind. "Lighten up, Miss Perfect. One drink won't kill you," he smirks, vodka in hand, eyes gleaming with mischief. "I don't drink," she replies, but her voice wavers as he leans in, all heat and danger and that maddeningly lazy grin. She knows he's trouble. Older. Wild. Addicted to chaos and charm in equal measure. But something about him makes her pulse race-and her carefully built world start to crack. If her parents knew she was even talking to someone like him, they'd lose their minds. But maybe, just maybe, that's exactly what she needs.

Emily kommt nach Mystic Falls um bei ihrer verbleibenden Famile sein zu könne.Doch das Mädchen wird in eine Welt gezogen,von der sie nicht gedacht hätte,dass sie exestiert. Erlebt wie die jüngste Gilbert zum Mittelpunkt der Übernatürlichkeit wird. Erlebt wie sie sich verliebt und ihr Spiegelbild alles daran legt dies zu zerstören. Erlebt wie übernatürliche Wesen um die Liebe eine Sterbliche kämpfen. Erlebt Mikealson gegen Salvatore. Erlebt Kol gegen Damon. #243 in Mystery 19.06.18

« Oh, 𝘓𝘢𝘳𝘢, don't let me catch you, it could turn out badly for you... » Briana has always lived in fear, the fear of ending up like her parents: slaughtered. Maybe she should have thought twice before making a deal with the devil. It seemed so simple... Help her escape, and in exchange, he would help her investigate the murder of her late parents. But it hadn't gone as planned at all. She had found her wings clipped, her independence? Over. And him... Well, he had ended up in prison, for four long years, his freedom? Over. Damon was back now, ready to make Briana's life hell, he would destroy her, just like she had destroyed him. According to Damon, she was the bad guy, a demon disguised as an angel. What if he was wrong? What if he was tracking the wrong person? "I'll take the risk." "𝘞𝘦 take the risk." devil's night fanfic. damon torrance x fem!oc volume i & spin-off © -cursedcleo | 2024

𝑰 𝒂𝒎 𝒃𝒂𝒅, 𝒉𝒆'𝒔 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒔𝒆, 𝒘𝒆'𝒓𝒆 𝒂𝒍𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒚 𝒅𝒆𝒂𝒅 -Ethel Cain DAMON: Will snorted. "You really think she killed that dude? She looks too cute. Like, I wanna pinch her cheeks, not call the cops." "She looks cute," I said, eyes narrowing. "Then she opens her mouth." MARY: "I get that there's... something between you two, but he's dangerous." I let out a quiet laugh. If only they knew. If they knew about half the shit I'd done, they wouldn't be warning me about Damon. They'd be warning him about me.

A New York native meets a professional athlete. It's basically love at first sight. Will she let her guard down for him? Note: teams and players owned by NHL Some ideas, notions and scenes owned by various sources. Comment love on the story and nothing else :)

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