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At the Edge of Ruin

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It started like any story.
A girl. A dating app.
A simple message: "Hi."

Ashley didn't believe in love anymore.
Not after years of silence, of being ignored, of nothing real.

But then came Annika.
Bright. Soft-spoken. Thousands of miles away.
And everything changed.

They talked.
Laughed.
Shared secrets in the dark.
And just as their hearts opened-
the world began to break.

Because Ashley isn't lucky.
She never was.
Not with people. Not with timing.
And definitely not with love.

So of course, the one person who made her feel alive...
showed up right when the world began to die.

At first, it was whispers-disappearances, strange lights in the sky, a city that went silent overnight.
Then came the creatures.
Twisted. Unnatural.
Hungry.All Rights Reserved

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Is it too late to say Sorry? by iambellissima_nishaz

"The fuck you are leaving me." His roar cracked through the hall like lightning. Ara didn't blink. She stood there, calm as death, done to her core. No tears. No tremble. Just a weary exhale as she turned her back on him - the one thing he never thought she'd do. Before she could take a step, his hand shot out, gripping her arm like he was holding on to life itself. "Where are you going, Ara!" His command shook the pack. But she wasn't his to command. Not anymore. Ara ripped her arm free with a force that made even his wolf recoil. "Don't. Touch. Me." Her aura slammed into him, cold and merciless. "You think I'll stand here and watch you mate and breed her?" she hissed, every word a dagger. His throat bobbed. "She meant nothing." She laughed - sharp, broken, brutal. "Yeah? That's why you were fucking her in your office? Couldn't even hide the scent of your betrayal." "Ara, it was a mistake-" She stepped closer, eyes blazing. "Your mistakes come in episodes, Alpha. Season one, season two, season three. You don't make mistakes. You make choices." He swallowed hard. "I don't need her. I need you." "Lies," she spat. "Every damn sentence you breathe is a lie. I can't even look at you without feeling sick." He flinched like her words physically hit him. "That female behind you?" she pointed, not bothering to glance. "Perfect for you. Go mark her. Breed her. Hell, fuck her for all I care." Her voice cracked - but she kept going, blade steady even when bleeding. "I don't need you. Not anymore." His knees crashed to the floor. The mighty Alpha. On the ground. For her. "Ara... I'm sorry. I'm really fucking sorry." His voice broke like he finally understood what loss tasted like. She stared at him with a sad, devastating smile. "Isn't it too late for that, Mate?" One tear escaped - and she crushed it away with her thumb. Then she turned. Walked. Didn't look back. But he didn't chase her. Because he knew. He didn't just lose her. He wrecked her.

Forget Me Not ( Daniela Avanzini x femreader) by Scker_4LatinasWHAH

Y/N grew up in a world where money was never scarce but affection always was. A college student from an average but comfortable family, she lives alone, her parents' support measured in bank transfers rather than warmth. Surrounded by books and routines, she carries herself like someone present in body but absent in spirit, never really knowing what it feels like to be truly seen. Then one night, in a small café lit by amber lamps and the hum of chatter, she notices her. Daniela Avanzini-dark brown hair tied back, hazel eyes bright even under exhaustion, a barista with a smile that somehow reaches further than the walls of the shop. Daniela's world is the opposite of Y/N's, money tight, responsibilities endless, but love abundant, her family's unwavering support stitched into every sacrifice she makes. Neither of them speak at first, but something lingers in the air between them. A glance too long, a smile too soft, the unshakable sense of déjà vu. Like they already knew each other in another life. As their paths intertwine. Quiet orders at the counter turning into conversations, then something deeper-they begin to discover the kind of happiness and warmth they both craved but never thought they'd find. But when Daniela's future is threatened by financial struggles that could send her back to her home country, they're forced to face the hardest question of all: Can love survive distance, or are some things never meant to last? Disclaimer : (THIS IS A FANFIC ONLY. CONTAINING 30 LONG CHAPTERS) ❗PLEASE READ THE VERY FIRST CHAPTER BEFORE THE PROLOGUE INORDER TO UNDERSTAND MORE. ❗

It's not that deep | Maphinz by Reacts_13

Sophia hides her flaws behind a polished image. However, when Manon sees through her facade, something shifts. For the first time, Sophia allows Manon to witness her vulnerabilities and the insecurities she usually keeps hidden. In this moment, trust begins to grow as she silently hands the keys to her heart to Manon. Their relationship takes a rocky turn the next morning. For better or worse, everything changes between them. Yoonchae will weep, Daniela will nag, Megan will deliver an Oscar-winning performance, and Lara will hide in the bushes-all in an effort to help them regain what they once had. Will it work? That is the question-eagerly anticipated. Or will it all be in vain? Fear not! Eventually, Sophia will trust Manon completely, believing that she will catch her if she falls, and Manon will be willing to forgive. ~ This can also be found on AO3.

Fantasies || Megara by jinorablues

If you made all of these fantasies come true What would you do? Megan and Lara, best friends, have always shared a carefree, easy bond. But one restless night, a quiet, unexpected moment between them stirs something new - questions and fantasies that blur the lines between friendship and something deeper. As Megan wrestles with her feelings, both girls find themselves caught in a delicate dance of curiosity and denial, unsure what the truth really is or where it might lead.

Is It Love? by urlocalbookwhore

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Spider-Mei: A Meizini Au by eyekenn

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Poetry At Its Finest by Nyia2015

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The Seven Deadly Sins (girlxgirl) by Spencer_Lorenzi

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Where the Storm Found Us ( Daniela Avanzini x FemReader) by Scker_4LatinasWHAH

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Is it too late to say Sorry?

"The fuck you are leaving me." His roar cracked through the hall like lightning. Ara didn't blink. She stood there, calm as death, done to her core. No tears. No tremble. Just a weary exhale as she turned her back on him - the one thing he never thought she'd do. Before she could take a step, his hand shot out, gripping her arm like he was holding on to life itself. "Where are you going, Ara!" His command shook the pack. But she wasn't his to command. Not anymore. Ara ripped her arm free with a force that made even his wolf recoil. "Don't. Touch. Me." Her aura slammed into him, cold and merciless. "You think I'll stand here and watch you mate and breed her?" she hissed, every word a dagger. His throat bobbed. "She meant nothing." She laughed - sharp, broken, brutal. "Yeah? That's why you were fucking her in your office? Couldn't even hide the scent of your betrayal." "Ara, it was a mistake-" She stepped closer, eyes blazing. "Your mistakes come in episodes, Alpha. Season one, season two, season three. You don't make mistakes. You make choices." He swallowed hard. "I don't need her. I need you." "Lies," she spat. "Every damn sentence you breathe is a lie. I can't even look at you without feeling sick." He flinched like her words physically hit him. "That female behind you?" she pointed, not bothering to glance. "Perfect for you. Go mark her. Breed her. Hell, fuck her for all I care." Her voice cracked - but she kept going, blade steady even when bleeding. "I don't need you. Not anymore." His knees crashed to the floor. The mighty Alpha. On the ground. For her. "Ara... I'm sorry. I'm really fucking sorry." His voice broke like he finally understood what loss tasted like. She stared at him with a sad, devastating smile. "Isn't it too late for that, Mate?" One tear escaped - and she crushed it away with her thumb. Then she turned. Walked. Didn't look back. But he didn't chase her. Because he knew. He didn't just lose her. He wrecked her.