Sloane was supposed to be off limits. Frank was the extra seat around the dinner table, the guy who was now part of the furniture. Her dad's best friend. After being stood up on a date, Sloane finds herself blurring lines between her and Frank that she once respected. One drink becomes a conversation. A conversation becomes a look neither of them can ignore. Frank knows how wrong it is. Sloane knows she should walk away. But sometimes the things you shouldn't have, are the things you want the most. It's wrong. Complicated. And somehow, it feels so right. TW: lots of tension and angst, heavy on the smut! swearing, alcohol, violence, cheating mentioned, age gap, sexual activity

At thirty-six, he's a lethal ghost who views her strictly as an assignment. At twenty-one, she's a reckless scientist who refuses to be told when to breathe. He's supposed to keep her safe and keep his distance. Instead, she's ruining his detachment, and he's realizing some lines are meant to be broken.

She never expected her one-night stand to be sitting at her father's Sunday dinner table the very next day. Jon is imagined as Jon Bernthal

In a city torn between vigilante justice and the law, Isabel Montesh, a fearless lawyer, finds herself drawn to the enigmatic vigilante known as The Punisher. While others fear the bloodshed he leaves in his wake, Isa sees him as a necessary force against the criminal underworld. When she discovers that Frank Castle, The Punisher's true identity, is in need of adequate legal representation, Isa dives headfirst into the dangerous world of defending the man without a mask. As she navigates through legal challenges and faces opposition from her own prestigious law firm in Hell's Kitchen, she is determined to offer Castle the help he needs. Little does she know that this decision will lead her down a path of intrigue, danger, and unexpected alliances, ultimately shaping her destiny as she becomes not only Frank Castle's lawyer but a key player in the battle for justice in the heart of Manhattan. The lines between law and vigilantism blur as Isa Montesh takes on a case that will test her convictions and redefine her understanding of justice. ATTENTION: This work is based on Marvel's "The Punisher" and "Daredevil", some characters are NOT MY CREATION, some chapters are inspired by episodes of said series.

Honora, known as Nora, is twenty-three years old when she leaves Seattle after a painful breakup with Isaac. Worn down by the pressure of college life and the relentless chaos of the city, she returns to her father's home in the small town of Riverfront, Oregon, planning to stay from September until Christmas. She hopes to find peace, distance, and enough quiet to piece herself back together. But Riverfront isn't nearly as frozen in time as she remembers. As the past refuses to let go, old family ties begin to take on new meaning, and unexpected faces reappear, Nora quickly realizes that nothing will be as simple as she'd imagined. Especially when Tommy (Jon Bernthal) enters the picture. Her father's best friend, her neighbor, and a police officer just like him, he's sarcastic, self-assured, infuriatingly composed, and far too present. Ever since her return, he hasn't stopped teasing her, as though he'd never forgotten who she was. And in a town where everyone knows everyone, some secrets are impossible to keep. Some lingering glances are even harder to hide.

(This is not a fanfic) There are secrets that burn more than fire. For me the secret has a first and last name, not to mention he shares drinks with my father in the living room. And obsessive attraction consumed in secret, where every touch is a betrayal and every confession is made in whispers.

When she comes home for summer, the one man who makes her feel safe is the one she can never have-her father's best friend, Frank Castle. Older, scarred, and fiercely protective, Frank tries to keep his distance. But in the hazy heat of long summers and stolen moments, forbidden desire begins to unravel them both. A slow-burn age-gap romance thick with tension, tenderness, and dangerous temptation. TW: heavy smutt, swearing, alcohol, cheating mentioned, age gaps, sex, slight violence.

Post HBP. Ron and Harry are Horcrux hunting and Hermione has been left at Hogwarts to help the Order make it safe for the other students. Draco is forced by Snape to stay in Hogwarts for his own protection, but he can't leave the room he is given; Granger's room. Hermione is the only student trusted with this information, so her and Malfoy share the small space, and Draco tries to avoid insanity as he becomes increasingly isolated with only the Mudblood for company. Something's going to give... Mature content and themes, and explicit language. ✨Feel free to comment✨ ❗Disclaimer: I do not own Isolation❗ The author of this incredible fan fiction is Bex-Chan. All credits go to J.K. Rowling for writing the Harry Potter series and Bex-Chan for writing this Fanfic based off the characters in said series. Here is a link to the original: https://m.fanfiction.net/s/6291747/1/Isolation

I kept twitching and rolling over in my sleep. I kicked the blankets off so that the cool wind from the window could dry up the sweat that had pooled around all over my neck. The faint smell of the rusty old patches that crept over the dirty, stained wall behind me was more haunting than the scarred face I kept encountering in my recurring nightmare. I took a mental note to never take the sleeper class again but at the same time, the journey was so long that sleeping it off seemed the best option. I popped another pill for my motion sickness and looked down at my bunk buddy below me. Calling him buddy would be a very unfitting call for him. It was like calling a shark a sea-horse. From the hoodie that masked his face to the tattered grey faded clothes that cleverly hid his stiff form- I couldnt even tell the colour of his hair... or if he had any hair at all. I occasionally got hipster vibes from the way he played the strings of his guitar yet I would be so distracted by how attractive his fingers were that his eerie music didn't bother me at all ( I didn't know I had a thing for hands until now). From the moment he stepped into the compartment where we were supposed to share a room, there were no words exchanged except for a 'hi' I had directed to him and a cold 'hello' that sent chills down my back. I peered down at the empty bunk bed below me. Where'd he go? My eyes searched through the room even though I knew he had camouflaged easily with the darkness. I pulled the blanket over my head so that I didn't spook myself any further.... until.... just like any horror cliche would tell you... ~Something touched my leg. ************************************************************************** A "horror"ific experience with a sprinkle of romance and smexy Warning: Strong sexual content, imagery and dark fluff. @cLusterxxx

Tessa Young is an 18 year old college student with a simple life, excellent grades, and a sweet boyfriend. She always has things planned out ahead of time, until she meets a rude boy named Hardin, with too many tattoos and piercings who shatters her plans.