"What does it feel like to be a heartless bitch?" "Cold." . . . Everyone loves Katherine Hartley - or at least, they love the illusion. Katherine reigns both on campus and at the elite ballet academy founded and owned by her father. She's every warning wrapped in silk. Elegance carved in ice, she's a girl raised to be disciplined, untouchable and most of all; perfect - a swan sculpted by years of brutal training and emotional isolation. Love was never meant for her. Especially not the kind that lingers - obsessive, aching... wrong. Especially not from the boy she's known since childhood. He's the one who sees through her mask, sees everything she tries to hide. And for the first time, Katherine starts to wonder what it would be like to fall - even if it ruins everything. He knows loving her may ruin him. But letting her go would destroy him. He's everything she can't want. And the only thing that makes her feel alive. She's the only thing he wants, but can't have.

vincere aut mori 𓍢ִ໋ the originals 𓍢ִ໋ klaus mikaelson x fem!oc 𓍢ִ໋ season one - five 𓍢ִ໋ october, 2021

❝ no one's ever really prepared for the day someone they love hurts them in a way that wasn't thought possible. ❞ ― anakin skywalker x fem!oc 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐏𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐎𝐌 𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐀𝐂𝐄 ✓ 𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐀𝐂𝐊 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐂𝐋𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐒 ✓ 𝐂𝐋𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐒 𝐌𝐎𝐕𝐈𝐄 ✓ 𝐑𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐆𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐈𝐓𝐇 ✓ 𝐎𝐁𝐈-𝐖𝐀𝐍 𝐊𝐄𝐍𝐎𝐁𝐈 𝐒𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐎𝐍 𝐎𝐍𝐄 ✓ 𝐀 𝐍𝐄𝐖 𝐇𝐎𝐏𝐄 ✓ 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐄𝐌𝐏𝐈𝐑𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐈𝐊𝐄𝐒 𝐁𝐀𝐂𝐊 ✓ 𝐑𝐄𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐍 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐉𝐄𝐃𝐈 #1 IN THEFORCE 9/22/2022 #2 IN GALAXY 10/21/2022 #1 IN OBIWAN 5/1/2023 【status 5/28/2022 - 】 disclaimer: I do not own the star wars franchise i only own my oc, her plot as well as any added scenes @argentsbows

[s. reid] Spencer Reid always had a weakness for dangerous women. ...... In which a victim of a notorious serial killer has something in common with the team at Quantico.. she excels at profiling. Vera Langford is just 18 when she survives a crime that should have ended her life. Five years later, recruited into the CIA she disappears into a world of aliases and moral compromise. Until her path crosses again with Dr. Spencer Reid, the man who once helped save her. But she's no longer the same. "Last I checked, you were-gone." "Gone, but not exactly retired it seems." spencer reid x oc [slow burn] [strangers to friends, friends to lovers] [undercover agent] [yearning] Tag: FBI, CIA, spy, undercover, victim, profiler, BAU, genius [ongoing] current word count - 190k

In the summer of 1976, seventeen-year-old Liliana Rojas is sent to Seattle to spend a few months with her Aunt Rosa-a chance to escape her messy home life in Los Angeles. She never expects to meet Frank Feranna Jr., a wild-eyed dreamer with a busted guitar and a head full of rock 'n' roll fantasies. What starts as lazy afternoons on rooftops, passing a joint and talking about music, quickly turns into something deeper. By the time the summer ends, they're inseparable. And then, just like that, it's over. Liliana returns to LA. Frank becomes Nikki Sixx. Five years later, it's 1981, and Liliana is carving out a name for herself as a photographer in the L.A. rock scene. One night, while shooting a set at the Whisky a Go Go, she sees him again-on stage, larger than life, louder than ever. Nikki Sixx. He doesn't recognize her at first, but once he does, everything comes flooding back. They fall back into something fast, reckless, and addictive. But when Liliana finds out she's pregnant in 1982 and tells Nikki, his reaction is anything but the fairy tale she hoped for. Fame, pressure, and the ghosts of who they used to be drive a wedge between them, forcing Liliana to choose between the boy she once loved and the man he's become. All These Years is a story about first love, second chances, and the high cost of chasing a dream. It's about who you are before the world gets to you-and whether love can survive what's left after the spotlight fades.

SEQUEL TO DUPLICITY. Complicity- to be involved with others in illegal activity or wrongdoing. After sacrificing herself for Harry's freedom, Aven Brooks is no longer the innocent photographer with big dreams and a bigger heart. Now under the notorious control of Malikai, she becomes brainwashed into being the perfect asset for his organized crime. Harry, a fugitive, spends his days trying to find his angel and reap her out the path he once walked. When that stroke of luck comes his way, he smacks into the harsh reality to what she's actually become. Needless to say, she's no longer an angel. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED TO @HAPPYDAYS1D ALLOWING NO TRANSLATIONS. CONTAINS MATURE LANGUAGE, SEXUAL CONTENT, DRUG USE, VIOLENCE, AND MENTAL HEALTH. READ AT OWN RISK!

18+ | ON HOLD BECAUSE IT'S ABOUT TO GET REALLY DEPRESSING AND I'M NOT READY *** May 2nd, 1998. Oakland, California. Nova Deville attends her Father's political rally to show her support for his Mayoral Campaign. When a group of young, masked 'outlaws' crash the rally to speak out against Deville's corruption, Nova gets wrapped up in their passion and ends up aiding them in their escape. After helping this mysterious group of leather and lace, she slowly gets sucked into their world of sex, drugs and rock n' roll. One member of the group stands out to her; Harry Dawson. He's cold, reckless, brutally honest and wants nothing to do with her. But, Harry becomes the least of her problems when a brutal murder rocks the town and tensions rise in the already politically segregated community. But, it doesn't stop at one. When the murderer starts making victims of Nova's very own social circle, she can't help but think that this killer is closer to her than she thinks and she can't trust anyone. *** "Fuck, Nova, please touch me. I fucking hate myself for this, but you're making me so desperate, please," Harry falls apart in front of me, whimpering and moaning at the words tumbling out of his own mouth. I start to reach out my hand, ready to touch him for the very first time, and he moans out in anticipation from my slight movement, eyes trained on my delicate fingers. And then, the sound of shattering glass and a loud thud pierces the air from downstairs. I go completely still. "No, don't stop, Nova..." He whines at me and wraps his own hand around himself to relieve some tension. I ignore his pleas and grab my gun from off my nightstand, ready to handle whatever the fuck is going on downstairs now. "Wait here for me," I grab his wrist, pulling his hand out of his lap and throwing it back against my headboard roughly, "and no touching." *** Started: December 12th, 2021

in which the avengers' team doctor is inexplicably hated by a certain ex-assassin and soldier, but for reasons she did not anticipate a bucky barnes fanfiction