Queerthriller Stories

Detective Jules Marlowe doesn't talk about her past. But someone else won't let her forget it. When a body is found arranged like a love letter-with red gloves, roses, and a note addressed only to her-Jules begins to question if the case is about the victim... ...or about her. What if someone was watching? What if they knew everything? What if they were killing for you? Some obsessions don't stay buried. Some grief turns into devotion. And some crimes... feel like love.

She thought she'd moved on. Until the app showed her the one name she never expected. After years of burying herself in medical school, Josie Saltzman is finally ready-or at least being forced by her sister and best friend-to reenter the dating world. One glass of wine and a spontaneous app profile later, Josie's swiping through awkward bios, cute faces, and strangers who want everything she's not sure she can give. Then comes a familiar name. A face she hasn't seen in years. Hope Mikaelson. The girl who was once her best friend. Her first love. Her heartbreak. As Josie navigates first dates, late-night chats, and her own doubts, she begins to uncover the truth she's tried to forget: Sometimes love doesn't fade. It just waits. But Hope carries a past she's never shared-one that could tear them apart all over again. And when the final letter is read, Josie will have to decide: Is love worth the risk of breaking twice? A slow-burn second-chance romance about grief, growth, and the girl who never really left. Disclaimer: This is a non-profit fanfiction based on characters from Legacies and The Vampire Diaries Universe, which are the property of Julie Plec, The CW, and Warner Bros. Television. I do not own any of the original characters, settings, or concepts. This story is written purely for entertainment and out of love for the fandom. No copyright infringement is intended.