Kaia Amora Uley was bestowed the title "Angel of La Push". Her warmth and thoughtfulness radiated to everyone she met, spreading like sunlight through the forest canopy. Life had been full of comfort, family, and friends... until a sudden transformation left her brother distant, his smile less frequent, his presence harder to reach. The winds of the forest whispered to her in gentle voices about shifting protectors and the cold ones treadling near their land. Through it all, her heart found an unexpected pull toward the hotheaded troublemaker of La Push. A pull she would eventually admit was nothing less than complete and shameless love: 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐮𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐥𝐲 𝐢𝐧 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐩𝐢𝐞𝐜𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐢𝐦. The Angel & The Hothead A perfect pair through the Ancestors' eyes. ─────────── [ paul lahote x female oc ] [ pre-twilight to ?? ] [ cover inspired by @the-misfit ] #1 in slowbuild #1 in quileute #2 twilight #3 in emilyyoung #3 in embrycall #4 in sethclearwater #5 in shapeshifter #7 in samuley

Isabella Swan was a disaster when Edward had left. Deciding she needed a little help, Charlie Swan receives, with open arms, his younger daughter Gabriella Swan. She helps Bella during her depression and becomes inseparable from her long-lost friend Jacob. What she didn't expect was falling for a hotheaded, short-tempered silver wolf. Speak sequel, Requite, already published (2025).

"In a world of magic and sin, love is the dangerous temptation of all." Where spells burn hotter than fire and power tastes sweeter than blood, desire is the deadliest curse of them all. He was everything she should've feared - cruel, beautiful, untouchable. The name whispered in dark corridors, the shadow that lingered in forbidden dreams. "She'd walk through hell for the people she loves. He'd burn it down just to watch her glow." Valeria Burke doesn't play nice. She's loyal to the bone - the kind of loyalty that cuts deep, that destroys anything in its path, and leaves scars you don't recover from. She's fierce, untamed, and done pretending she's anything less than the storm everyone fears. Then there's Mattheo Riddle - wicked grin, cigarette between his lips, and eyes that look like sin wrapped in silk. He's chaos, she's fury, and when they collide, the world trembles. Between broken promises, dangerous secrets, and emotions she swore she'd never feel, Valeria finds herself caught in something far more destructive than magic - him. Because love, in their world, isn't gentle. It's dark. Addictive. And it always demands blood. Because loyalty is her curse... and he's the one she'd burn for.

Diana Bridgerton was never meant to return. Years ago, after the devastating loss of her father, Diana fell into a darkness she could not escape. In a desperate attempt to restore order, her eldest brother, Viscount Anthony Bridgerton, sent her away-erased her from society, silenced her existence. To the ton, she had merely gone to stay with a distant aunt. But the truth was far crueler. Now, she is back. And she is nothing like the girl they once knew. Cold. Distant. Unyielding. Diana has learned to guard her heart, but when James Blacksmith-mysterious, charming, and harboring secrets of his own-steps into her life, she begins to unravel. With Lady Whistledown's ever-watchful eye, a relentless brother determined to control her fate, and a queen who seems far too interested in her affairs, Diana must navigate a world that no longer knows what to make of her. But one thing is certain-Diana Bridgerton will not be tamed. A tale of love, rebellion, and redemption set against the glittering backdrop of Bridgerton society, The Lost Bridgerton is a story of a woman who refuses to be forgotten.

╰┈➤ ⊱ ۫ ׅ ✧ "𝙒𝙚 𝙢𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙟𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙜𝙚𝙩 𝙖𝙬𝙖𝙮 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙞𝙩, 𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙖𝙡𝙩𝙖𝙧 𝙞𝙨 𝙢𝙮 𝙝𝙞𝙥𝙨. 𝙀𝙫𝙚𝙣 𝙞𝙛 𝙞𝙩'𝙨 𝙖 𝙛𝙖𝙡𝙨𝙚 𝙜𝙤𝙙, 𝙬𝙚'𝙙 𝙨𝙩𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙨𝙝𝙞𝙥 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚"

If you were to ask anyone in the ton about the Lady with a Fan, even an errand boy could give you an answer. That's the name Anastasia Bridgerton had built for herself to protect her family after their father's passing. As the oldest sister and twin of Anthony Bridgerton, Anastasia lived and breathed to keep her family safe. Marriage was the last thing on her mind when her brother, the Viscount had yet to mature enough to handle the responsibilities of being a head. Anastasia, despite being the Diamond of her Season, devoted her efforts towards the stability of the Bridgertons, leaving no room for romance. However, this may change with the arrival of the Dashing Prince of the North, Nicholas Alexander, who returned to London's high society many years later. With her sister's debut, her brother's ignorance, and her family's stability weighing her down, can the girl find it in her heart to love another? It is said that love concurs all, but can it stand the furious winds of a scandal?

"IT WOULD BE easier to rip my heart out than to rip you out of it." ⟢ eclipse - in progress - ☾ Paul Lahote x Oc ☾ Based on the Twilight Saga ☾ Adaptation of my own story, no copies, adaptations, etc. are allowed without my permission.

After the Hale fire, Savannah had always been Derek's responsibility - the one piece of family he refused to lose again. When word reached him that hunters were starting to close in on Beacon Hills once more, Derek made the decision to send Savannah away before things escalated. He didn't trust Beacon Hills to keep her safe, and he didn't trust Savannah's stubborn streak to keep her out of danger if she stayed by his side. So, quietly, he arranged for her to live with old family friends who had settled in Washington years ago. Derek never explained the full details - only that these friends owed the Hales a debt and could provide her with protection and normalcy. Savannah hated the idea of being "shipped off" like some fragile secret, but Derek's fear was written in his eyes. He'd already lost too much, and she couldn't argue with the raw desperation in his voice when he said: "I can't lose you too." When Savannah arrived in Washington, the quiet coastal town of Forks felt almost suffocating with how ordinary it seemed. But La Push was different - the pull of the forest, the ocean, and the subtle thrumming of something alive in the air set her on edge. She didn't realize right away that she'd been dropped into the middle of another supernatural battleground. It didn't take long for the Quileute pack to notice her - the way her scent lingered, not quite vampire but not entirely human either. Suspicion sparked. Curiosity grew. And then one look from Paul Lahote shattered everything, binding her to him before either of them understood what had just happened.

➬ 𝗂𝗇 𝗐𝗁𝗂𝖼𝗁 𝖺𝗇 𝗂𝗇𝖾𝗏𝗂𝗍𝖺𝖻𝗅𝖾 𝗂𝗇𝗏𝗂𝗌𝗂𝖻𝗅𝖾 𝗌𝗍𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖻𝗈𝗎𝗇𝖽𝗌 𝗍𝗐𝗈 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗇𝗀 𝗌𝗈𝗎𝗅𝗌 𝗍𝗈𝗀𝖾𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋． ꨄ 𝗉𝖺𝗎𝗅 𝗅𝖺𝗁𝗈𝗍𝖾 𝗑 𝖿𝖾𝗆!𝗈𝖼 ☆ 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗌𝗍𝗈𝗋𝗒 𝗐𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝗍𝖺𝗄𝖾 𝗉𝗅𝖺𝖼𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗍𝗐𝗂𝗅𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝗆𝗈𝗏𝗂𝖾𝗌，𝗁𝗈𝗐𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗂𝗍 𝗐𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝖻𝖾 𝗈𝖻𝗏𝗂𝗈𝗎𝗌𝗅𝗒 𝖿𝗈𝖼𝗎𝗌𝖾𝖽 𝗈𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗊𝗎𝗂𝗅𝖾𝗎𝗍𝖾 𝗉𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝗎𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗅 𝗂 𝗉𝗁𝗒𝗌𝗂𝖼𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗒 𝗁𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝗂𝗇𝗏𝗈𝗅𝗏𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝗎𝗅𝗅𝖾𝗇𝗌 𝖻𝖾𝖼𝖺𝗎𝗌𝖾 𝗂 𝗁𝖺𝗍𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆 𝗍𝖻𝗁．

On Tide Road, everyone knows the rules: boys grow up, things change, and you don't ask questions you aren't ready to survive the answers to. Elliot Sparrow Rivers has spent her whole life in the middle of two boys she loves-Quil Ateara, all sharp smiles and reckless heat, and Embry Call, quiet-eyed and gentle, the one who knows her too well. They've been inseparable since first grade. The Tide Road Trio. A joke. A given. A constant. Until it isn't. Embry disappears first. Quil follows. And Elliot is left behind-human, angry, and done waiting. When she finally confronts them, demanding answers and refusing to be excluded from whatever dangerous, secret world they've joined, fate answers back. Harder than anyone is prepared for. Imprinting was never supposed to look like this. Now Elliot is bound to two boys who are terrified she'll choose between them-boys who are hiding truths even from each other. The pack watches, waiting for violence. The elders whisper. Mothers worry. And the tide keeps pulling, whether they're ready or not. This isn't a love triangle. It's a knot. Hot, messy, emotionally feral, and a little doomed-Where the Tide Holds is a slow-burn Twilight AU about fate that refuses to be simple, love that won't stay quiet, and three hearts caught in the same current, daring not to break. Some things aren't meant to be chosen. They're meant to be held. #1 - BellaSwan 1/16/26 #1 - JaredCameron 1/16/26