"Modern love, walks on by (Modern love) Never gonna fall for (Modern love)" -David Bowie ⚠️WARNINGS: manipulation, coercion, drug use, SMUT, angst, deception, death, blood & gore, vampirism⚠️ Rowan Emerson (sister of Sam and Michael) gets mixed up with santa carla's notorious bikers after moving to Santa Carla. [Poly!LostBoys x Fem!Emerson!OC] 🥇#80smovie 🥇#thelostboys 🥈#thelostboys 🥇#tlb 🥈#tlb 🥉#michaelemerson

"𝚈𝚊𝚗𝚘," 𝙸 𝚜𝚑𝚞𝚍𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚜 𝙸 𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚊𝚔, "𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚙𝚎𝚘𝚙𝚕𝚎 𝚜𝚊𝚢 𝚠𝚎'𝚛𝚎 𝚐𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚗𝚎𝚛, 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚞𝚜𝚞𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚍𝚘𝚎𝚜𝚗'𝚝 𝚖𝚎𝚊𝚗 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚖𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚜 𝚖𝚞𝚛𝚍𝚎𝚛." 𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚕𝚊𝚞𝚐𝚑, 𝚊 𝚌𝚑𝚘𝚛𝚞𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚍𝚎𝚎𝚙, 𝚝𝚎𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚐𝚎 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚌𝚑𝚞𝚌𝚔𝚕𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚑𝚊𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖 𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚌𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚞𝚙 𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚝 and 𝙳𝚊𝚟𝚒𝚍 𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚒𝚛𝚜𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚊𝚔, "𝚆𝚎 𝚗𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚊𝚒𝚍 𝚠𝚎'𝚛𝚎 𝚜𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚜, 𝚂𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚑." * Sarah Michaels is a runaway, though with her thick skin and rocky past, she just might make it in Santa Carla.

FINISHED AND COMPLEATED Santa Carla is a city that devours the lost-a place where neon and ocean fog hide monsters with fanged grins and leather jackets. Innocence here isn't just prey; it's bait. She's nineteen, a psychology student fleeing a suffocatingly religious home, more at ease with books and girls than the chaos of boys. She's awkward and anxious, hiding her curves and wild red hair beneath baggy hoodies, a sweet soul with a stubborn streak. She's never had a boyfriend-never wanted one. Boys are loud, brash, dangerous. She's always kept her distance. But Santa Carla has other appetites. And so does he. David is every warning ever whispered at Sunday school: platinum hair, leather and smoke, a villain's eyes and a devil's smile. He's everything she fears: When their worlds collide-her stumbling, blushing, apologizing; him amused, predatory, intrigued by a girl who should know better-the night itself sharpens its teeth. There's something in her that calls to David, a purity he aches to corrupt, a sweetness he aches to taste. In Santa Carla, desire is deadly and monsters always find their prey. Some call it the murder capital of the world. Here, even the sweetest blood can drive a vampire mad.

FINISHED AND COMPLEATED. A peculiar young psychologist meets four enigmatic bikers with eyes too old for their faces. She listens when others scream. They circle when others run. There's something about her calm that unsettles them-and something about their hunger that doesn't shake her in the slightest. As sessions bleed into obsession, what starts as fascination unfurls into something darker: a study in appetite, violence, and the intimacy of confession. She offers them questions. They offer her their pasts. And somewhere in the echo between mind and monster... someone is losing control. In a game of predators and patients-who's really doing the hunting?

She Blushes, I Bite: A Lost Boys Fanfiction. FINISHED AND COMPLEATED. This is book 2 of Looks Can Be Deceiving. If you haven't read the first book, I recommend starting with it to avoid confusion. It's published and completed on my account, but feel free to read this one first if you prefer. In Santa Carla, monsters don't hide beneath beds. They wear mesh and white leather and flirt like it's foreplay. Paul is the kind of nightmare you don't wake up from - tall, bleach-blond, swagger laced with sin. His clothes shouldn't work, but they do. His jokes shouldn't land, but they sting. He smells like trouble and tastes like it too. There's blood on his breath, humor in his cruelty, and a slow-burning hunger stitched into every sideways grin. He's immortal. Predatory. And completely uninterested in rules. Nina's everything he's not. Mortal. Fragile. Wrapped in oversized sleeves and jittery breath. Her hoodie's her shell. Her glasses slide down her nose as she tries to disappear between apologies. She stutters through sentences and flinches at compliments - soft, sweet, and utterly human in a city that isn't. She doesn't know what Paul is. He knows exactly what she is - prey with potential. He jokes about murder. She laughs, half-confused. He bites with words. She blushes like it might be affection. She's afraid of everything. He's only afraid he might ruin her too fast. Their chemistry is cruel - opposites igniting across damp boardwalks and flickering neon. She tries to walk faster. He keeps catching up. And somewhere between the blushes and the smirks, a game begins. She's not meant for his world. But she keeps choosing his orbit. And he's starting to like how her heartbeat sounds when she's scared.

There was this group of four boys that would always come in and bother Katherine. She found them slightly creepy at first but she kinda gave them a pass for being good-looking. Not to mention she did have decent conversations with them over time it developed a small friendship with them. But she was still cautious of them since she only saw them when she worked nights and they were kind of a gang and were super mysterious.

"WHERE DID YOU GO?" (fem!oc x david) (the lost boys) (lazylangdon © 2018)

Zoë was misunderstood. She was lonely, a wallflower. Abused and neglected by her dad. Tired and angry with her life she runs away to California to get to her mom again. Santa Carla California aka the Murder Capital of the World. While living there she meets 4 rebellious teenage boys, who take interest in Zoë, especially Paul. (Paul/OC. Lots of swearing and a little explicit content. You've been warned.)

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When the Emersons move to Santa Carla, Morgan, unlike her twin brother Michael, is excited for a fresh start and new scenery. And well, being close to the city. What she doesn't expect is crossing paths with a bunch of delinquent teenage boys who are actually vampires.