Trama Stories

She fell for Dick Grayson. The vigilante. The man behind the mask. But loving someone like Nightwing doesn't come without its own battles. They're both carrying scars from the past, trying to heal but with danger closing in, the future promises even more fights, and scars... but maybe, just maybe, a chance at something worth surviving for. A slow-burn romance filled with comfort, healing, and the kind of love that doesn't ask you to be perfect-just to stay. Updates every Friday at 9am!

"We've been living on a fault line, and for awhile you were all mine. I've spent a lifetime giving you my heart, I swear that I'll be yours forever till forever falls apart." -Ashe, Finneas Emerson Buckley has never taken the easy path. At eighteen, she left home not long after her older sister, determined to build a life of her own. College was supposed to be simple-study nursing, graduate, move on. But a few months in, Emerson realized she wanted something more. Something faster. Something that mattered in the moment. So she changed her path and became a paramedic. By twenty, Emerson had already earned her place at the 118. Now, six years later, at twenty-six, the station feels more like home than anywhere else ever has. Even with new faces and a constantly changing crew, she finally feels like she belongs. That sense of stability is shaken the day her twin brother, Evan Buckley, walks into the station wearing a firefighter uniform. Suddenly, Emerson isn't just balancing the chaos of emergency calls-she's dealing with her reckless twin working beside her every day. And worse? His best friend. Because Emerson has already learned the hard way that falling for someone you work with can end in disaster. But when everything in her life begins to fall apart, the kind of love she's been trying to avoid might be the only thing strong enough to hold her together. Season 1 - Season 3 Warring- some harsh Language, speaks of Sexual assault/Abuse and physical assault, also speaks of blood and all that 9-1-1 jazz Disclaimer- I do not own any of the 9-1-1 characters, I just love them so I thought I could write a little story, but I do own Emerson and Jake, also any other side characters that might pop up. All rights reserved.

Isabella Blackwood, she is a tortured girl with only one reason for living, her younger brother Leo. She is being forced to leave her home but if she leaves everything that she went through will happen to Leo, she cannot let that happen but she doesn't have a chose - she is bound to him the king of the Italian Mafia, it's this or death - what real chose dose that give her? Rafe Cross, he is king, he is respected, he is power. Yet in his fathers eyes he is not enough, to Victor, he must be everything, a king, a boss and even a husband. As the ruler he has the responsibility to carry the bloodline and that is what Victor plans on him doing.

Emily es dueña de un talento único; por eso la destruyeron. Acabaron con sus sueños, le quitaron a su familia, le robaron su musica y la condenaron al olvidó. Pero no pudieron acabar con ella, y regresara a recuperar lo que le que le pertenece y mas que eso... Esta es la historia de Emily Cooper, una mujer que viene de abajo de los lugares donde los sueños no tienen permiso de existir y aprender a sobrevivir es la única herencia. Creció entre silencios impuestos, pérdidas que nadie quiso nombrar y una voz que intentaron apagar más de una vez. Pero la música, como la verdad, nunca desaparece: espera. Emily cayó, fue borrada, señalada y obligada a huir. Le arrebataron el pasado, el amor y hasta su nombre. Aun así, regresó. No como víctima, sino como amenaza. Con cicatrices que brillan más que el oro y una identidad forjada en el dolor, vuelve a un mundo que creyó haberla destruido. A su alrededor, las lealtades se quiebran, las máscaras caen y el poder revela su precio. Entre un hombre que representa lo que pudo ser y otro que encarna lo que aún duele, Emily deberá decidir quién quiere ser cuando el pasado reclame su lugar. Porque esta no es solo una historia de música. Es una historia de verdades enterradas, de traiciones elegantes y de una mujer que se niega a volver a arrodillarse. Y cuando Emily Cooper cante de nuevo, nada, ni nadie saldrá ileso.

Luna Stella Rhys I've always known what it's like to be invisible. Blamed for everything, loved by no one, used when convenient, punished when inconvenient. College was supposed to be my refuge-a place to hide, to breathe, to exist without being crushed under the weight of my family. Then he appeared. Hours before my life was ripped from me, I tripped in my favorite cafe shop, and a stranger caught me. His hand was strong. His eyes were sharp but... soft, almost kind. I didn't know his name. I didn't know he was Lucian Blade Blackwood or Blade they call him, the heir to the Blackwood empire. I didn't know that hours later, he would arrive at my parents' house to claim me. That he would bite me in front of everyone as a declaration that I was no longer mine. Lucian Blade Blackwood She is mine. The moment she stumbled into my arms, I knew it. She is my future. My wife. My obsession. Twenty-four hours, and I have already decided. My mind does not waver. My heart does not negotiate. My hands do not hesitate. Anyone who dares to look at her too long, to linger in her presence, disappears. Threats evaporate quietly, efficiently. I am the storm she cannot outrun. I am the shadow that never leaves. I claim her not because I must, but because I cannot do otherwise. I will shape the world around her. I will eliminate danger before it even reaches her. I will mark her, own her, and ensure that every part of her belongs to me-mind, body, and soul. She fears me now, and she should. Fear is temporary. Obsession is eternal. And my obsession is absolute. Luna Stella Rhys is mine, and no one-no force in this world, no person, not even herself-will ever take her from me. Context Warnings Mentally abusive family/emotional manipulation Kidnapping/being used as collateral Obsessive/possessive romance Vampire violence Dark themes/suspense Emotional trauma Single POV & For the ONC, but read as you please.

A young woman gets kidnapped and taken to a mansion with seven other girls inside. As the girls get to know each other, they grow bonds and even strong feelings of each other. Slowly. one by one. Each girl gets picked off. Till no human is left standing. Warnings (In tags.) And if the stuff in this book is not something You like you are free to not read. This book is not for everyone.

Maria Roselyn Luca lived with her depressed mother for most of her life, thinking that he father didn't want her and that she was going to be alone in the world when her mother passed But as Katie bates Luca, Maria's mother started to get better Five men and one tall girl show up in their apartment claiming to be Maria's family. Brian James Luca was heart broken as his wife left his life taking the youngest of his children with her, when he finally find out where she is he is determined to win her back and make sure his baby girl knows she has a father that cares and loves her. This story will have triggers of Depression Suicidal thoughts Bullying Alcohol Abuse/ addiction If you are triggered by these things please don't read this story your mental health is important. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Small entry I walked towards her, just to get closer " My baby." " I am not your baby. And if what you say is true all I am to you is your last born nothing more." She walked farther into the house " mom is at rehab, she is healing and none of you will bother her. Now get out before I drag you out with a bullet in your heart." With the slam of her bedroom door we all walked out. - I hope you enjoy it! Please leave comments on what I need to improve on! - summer

Luz, accidentally cursing her self, hides from everyone until a "special" someone finds her on accident. This is my first story so tell me if something is wrong with the characters and/or the grammar ❤ Warning⚠ -fluff -angst -blood -swearing

Title explains it. I read enough of these to make one :)

You were a 20-year old woman named Ivy Granger who moved to St.Louis to start a new life and ended up finding yourself at a store called Cloud 9.

(QUINN IS 18)

Sinopsis Jocelyn Zuckerman es la típica chica a la que se le olvida todo, suele ser muy enfadosa a veces, bueno casi siempre, a ella no le afecta nada de lo que dicen, trata de verle él lado bueno a las cosas aunque aveces se le es un poco difícil hacerlo.. Su vida no es para nada normal, su vida es muy loca y a veces ella quisiera cambiarla pero luego se acuerda que tiene muchas cosas buenas y no quisiera cambiarlas, ella ya paso la niñez, ahora pasa la etapa de la adolescencia donde las cosas darán giro a su vida y pasa situaciones agradables y desagradables los cuales incluye traiciones, amores, amistades etc.. Conocerá a los que ahora siguen siendo sus amigos en la secundaria Jessica Morrison, Lindsay Clandfield y Jackson Thunderman con los que se gradúa. Toman rumbos diferentes en la prepa lo cual implica que no se vean. Jocelyn conoce nuevos amigos, Emma Tomnlinson y Christian Azuara los cuales pasarán momentos agradables y algunos donde resultará ser un desastre total. Si quieres saber que pasara con su vida, te recomiendo que la leas..❤

2 gay besties with sever trama

These are random different AUs that pop up in my head from time to time. Please know that anything that goes on here doesn't influence the original story. I'm open to requests for different AUs I should write. You can private message me or comment your ideas. Note: I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THE IMAGES OR ART IN THIS BOOK!! NOR DO I OWN THE COVER!!!

NEEDS EDITING After a fifteen year girl is raped by an acquaintance of hers, she has to learn to adapt to the changes that this has made in her life. "Everyone has a choices to make. These were the ones I made." • A/N: This is a very short story! This story has many time lapses. Warning⚠️: It contains mentions of sexual violence and mature content If you are okay with that then please continue reading. If not DO NOT READ! without further ado, let the story begin! [Predicted word count: 30,000 - 65,000]

Nick is a famous singer,his band consists of him,ranboo,clay and Alex. The band is called "skulls",will karl and Sapnap meet during a concert or will they both just continue with life?

Tiffy is just your ordinary teenage girl except her mother hates her and she's terrified of her dad, and she does not have a clue as to why that is. This is a story of a ordinary teenage girls journey to find the secrets plaguing her family. This book is set in the country Trinidad and Tobago and contains slang from the country.

Mental health awareness. One girl struggles to get out the shadows. The other guides her out of the shadows and becomes her light. Before it's too late.

Join King Dice and the rest for story time of his life and lessons. This also doubles as a Ask as well! Cover art is not mine, it belongs to Brightgoat, so does the Casino Cups AU, soon I'll be changing cover though. To be warned, this goes into Dice's past in my mind, and there is some abuse, underage drinking/gambling/smoking, etc. If you don't like things like that, you don't have to read this :) I'm accepting all questions, dares, or whatever. And if you have an OC you'd like to join in the adventures, please message or comment for me everything about your character and I'll be happy to add them if they fit into the stories! Last but not least if something is NSFW, I'll still do it. You've been warned.

I let out a shaky breath as I see his hand slowly go around me and pull me closer to himself. I get pressed into his chest making me go completely still, my arms locked to my sides as I'm scared of moving. His face still smooshed against my neck I feel his lips start moving causing me to start getting my senses back, I try pushing on his chest but he just tightens his grip on me causing me to stop and stay still again. "Don't.. you smell good.." I feel my cheeks heating up the second those words left his mouth, the second I heard that voice, and the second I felt his lips moving against my neck from speaking those uncalled for words.