William Harrington has everything a college hockey captain should: control, discipline, and a plan for the NHL. Ethan Ward has a future at the same NHL team and a massive temper problem. When Ethan transfers to Will's team and moves into his off-campus house, the ice cracks fast. They can't agree on anything-practice, plays, or who used the last of the coffee. Their chemistry on the ice is electric. Off it? Volatile. But behind the fights and the frost, something warmer is starting to build. The only problem? Everyone's watching-scouts, reporters, teammates-and one wrong move could destroy both their futures. Enemies on the ice. Roommates at home. Something dangerous in between.

Zane Stone and Dominic Hale have always been inseparable- best friends since childhood, opposite in all the right ways and perfectly in sync. Zane is smart, kind, loyal- trusted by all to be the beta their pack deserves. Dominic is intense, intimidating, impossibly strong, destined to be alpha. Yet beneath his power lies a heart of gold. He cares deeply for his pack and is determined to be the ideal leader. Their friendship has always been solid. Unshakable. Until it isn't. When they unexpectedly discover they are fated mates, everything changes. Shock turns to tension, affection into something deeper and harder to ignore. As they struggle to navigate a bond neither of them asked for, new challenges emerge. Sometimes they fight- mostly because Zane pushes, and Dominic lets him but when the world turns cruel, they hold the line together. Fate may have brought them together, but love is what makes them stay. .................................................................................................................................................................... 📌 Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. All characters, events, and settings are purely imaginary. Any similarities to real people, living or dead, are purely coincidental. © LateNightQuills - All rights reserved. Do not copy, reproduce, or repost this content without permission.

Dog park love connection (This started as a one shot but has turned into a story)

Prince Skylar Aaron Triamson, the second son of King Albert, was raised as a girl. The royal family needed a princess to barter with their ally, King Roland. The kings had agreed, before Skylar was born, that their second children would be married and take over Roland's country when it was time. When Prince Skylar was born male, the King and Queen kept his gender secret, and anyone in the chamber was sworn to secrecy under threat of death. Prince Owen was not excited to meet his bride and spend their lives together. He followed Skylar's socials, because both kingdoms knew they were betrothed. But his secret he held so close to his chest was that he was gay. He wasn't interested in having a wife. He wanted a husband. But he couldn't just break off the engagement to find a man of his own. *Cover is altered AI.

percy jackson x jason todd [no gender bends] Dead. Jason was sure he was dead. But then he woke up, the ceiling of a random apartment above him, a fan whirling lowly and washing a faint chill over Jason's crowbar-scarred skin. Then the man had walked in. A year or two older but eyes as ancient as the skies. He carried a cloth and a plain white IKEA bowl. Jason wasn't sure of his name, where he was, or what had happened. But he wasn't dead. Jason figured that was good enough.

Everyone in Gotham knows the name Vivian Vale. To the city, she's Detective Vale: long dark curls, sharp blue eyes, and case files so clean they make other detectives nervous. She walks into the precinct in pressed shirts, high-waisted trousers, and a hint of gold at her throat-polished, professional, just a little dangerous. To the boys at Wayne Manor, she's the woman who filled every empty space and somehow became "mom" without anybody planning it. The one who'd lean over the kitchen island in a sheer white blouse and delicate necklaces, lecture Jason about ammo, deadpan at Tim's all-nighters, and still have a quiet smile saved just for Damian. To Bruce Wayne, she's the only person who's ever seen all of him-billionaire, vigilante, broken boy-and stayed. Until the night she walked away. No screaming. No cheating. No scandal. Just a ring left on the dresser, a kiss on his cheek, and a single sentence that ripped everything apart: "My family is mixed up in something I can't drag you or the boys into. I love you. That's why I have to go." Years later, Vivian has traded gala gowns for GCPD badges. She works alongside Jim Gordon, curls pulled back, blue eyes tired but still burning, chasing a money trail that's bleeding Gotham's charities dry. She doesn't know the case will circle right back to the people who raised her. Bruce doesn't know he's about to find out why the only woman he's ever trusted walked out of his life. And the boys? They're about to watch the woman they still think of as their mother get dragged into the biggest trial Gotham's seen in years. (I do not claim the image I used for Vivian. I am not the creator of the image and claim no rights to it.)

The Fast Life of Stiles Stilinski Stiles Stilinski has survived things that should've killed him - a 1,000-year-old spirit twisting his mind, sleepless nights filled with shadows, the kind of trauma no teenager should carry. But the worst wound doesn't come from a monster. It comes from the people he trusted. One afternoon, the pack calls a meeting. No explanation. No warning. And with a few careless words, they decide he no longer belongs. Kicked out. Cast aside. Left to pick up the pieces of a life he nearly died protecting. So Stiles walks away from Beacon Hills - not because he wants to, but because he finally understands he deserves better than being everyone's sacrifice. What he doesn't expect is that leaving will lead him straight into the arms of the people who will become his real family - the ones who choose him, fight for him, and refuse to ever let him fall again. This isn't a story about losing a pack. It's about finding a future worth staying alive for.

✧𝐓𝐖𝐈𝐋𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝐗 𝐒𝐔𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐍𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐀𝐋 𝐂𝐑𝐎𝐒𝐒𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑✧ "𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐤𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬. 𝐇𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐛𝐨𝐫𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐞. 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐲𝐞𝐭, 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐬 𝐛𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫." __________ Octavia was raised as a weapon-untamed, relentless, molded by blood and steel. A hunter who knew only duty, loyalty, and survival. Love had no place in her world, not when monsters haunted every shadow. But fate has a cruel sense of irony. In a town - Forks - strangled by disappearances, she comes face to face with the very thing she was trained to kill. A force she cannot cage, cannot fight, cannot resist. He is everything she should fear. And yet, he is everything she cannot let go. Their bond is not gentle. It is wildfire - burning, consuming, leaving nothing untouched. To love him is to betray everything she was raised to be. To kill him would be to destroy herself. Octavia Winchester went to hunt a monster. Instead, she found the other half of her soul. Paul Lahote. ⚠️ Trigger Warnings Mature Language Sexual Content Violence & Gore Family Trauma Death & Loss Romantic Obsession Emotional Manipulation Hunting & Animal Imagery Mental Health Struggles Dark Themes of Fate vs. Choice ~~~~~ #1 in deanwinchester #1 in jacobblack #1 in winchesters #1 in supernatural #1 in forks #1 in bloodlines #2 in samwinchester #2 in leahclearwater #2 in wolves #2 in samuley #2 in octavia #4 in vampire #5 in quileute #6 in hunter #8 in paullahote

❝ thanatophobia: (n.) the phobia of losing someone you love ❞ • • • This must've been the first dream about that night in many years. The first night terror in a month or two, actually. Percy was twenty-one now, years after the end of both wars and over a decade after that wretched night. However, he knew the ending scenes of his dream were far from what really happened. While he would have liked to introduce Gabe to the wrath of Medusa earlier, that only happened after his first quest. At ten years old after his mother's death, Percy did not stand up at fight. He ran. He ran and ran and ran until he collapsed in an alleyway, near ready to follow his mother's descent. He may have been successful, if he hadn't met Gotham's Dark Knight. Percy sat up in his bed, his memories effectively pushing the sleep from his system. Batman had scooped him up and whispered promises of a better life, one with his friend Bruce Wayne. Percy could never recollect how he ended up in a plush bed inside Wayne Manor that same night, or how he ended up joining the coveted Wayne family. All he knew of was the gentle hands of their butler tending to his wounds and the warm smiles of Bruce Wayne and his other ward: Dick Grayson. • • • in which percy jackson returns to wayne manor, in hopes that he hasn't made his old family wait too long for him. 𝙊𝙍 in which two heroes who have lost so much don't want to lose each other. again. 【 contents 】 ► old childhood friends to lovers ► slow burn + mutual pining ► romantic angst 【 basic info 】 ► dc x pjo crossover ► percy jackson x dick grayson (m/m) ► book i | phobias series 【 contests 】 ► 1st Place - FIREWORKS: The Demigods' Choice Awards 2025 Crossovers Category ► 1st Place - FIREWORKS: The Demigods' Choice Awards 2025 Best Writing Style

❝ baby i'm 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬 ❞ - isabel larosa Athena Smith, a 15-year-old girl who was born in the 900s, lived a life that was anything but perfect. Alec was a boy she spent time with. She knew little about him. He was mysterious, but she didn't ask questions. Because with him, she forgot all her problems. Then one day, a huge accident struck her village. Unlike the others, that was not where her life ended. That was where it began.