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Oscar Jack Piastri is a middle-class man, trying his best to keep his family stable after his fathers death. A position as the soon-to-be Lord of Amberley's assistant and right hand shall complete all his problems. But what if he falls hard and fast for this Lord? or When Lord Lando Norris is forced to choose between Love and Duty? Will he choose the man who means the world to him or his people who think the world of him? LANDO NORRIS x OSCAR PIASTRI MAX VERSTAPPEN x CHARLES LECLERC SEBASTIAN VETTEL x MARK WEBBER

Status: Completed. An ancient legend whispers: "A soul that has committed a grave sin drifts through time like a fading dream, or a fragile illusion. It searches for its lost grave-the sole remnant that bears witness to its existence. Only by reaching it may the soul return to the past... and perhaps transcend its sin. Yet only the living-those who are not spirits-can behold that grave, for the eyes burdened by sin are blind to it. And so, it becomes inevitable... that the soul must take a human vessel as its means to reach it."

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ ❝ 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐚𝐤 𝐨𝐟 𝐮𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐨 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐉𝐮𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐭, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐲 𝐢𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐬𝐨 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐜, 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐩𝐨𝐢𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐤 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐨𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐮𝐬 𝐭𝐨𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 ... ❞ Juliet Nolan is a young woman trying to survive Welton Academy after a difficult past. Her grandfather, the school's principal, gave her strict and clear rules to follow, but in a place where a single mistake costs everything, what would happen if she broke them? [ Dead Poets Society fanfiction ] [ Charlie Dalton x oc ] [ third person pov ]

❝It all began with paneer chili and an ivory white scooty. . .❞ Rain is mythical until you stumble upon a sticky muddy puddle. And Indian monsoons were a real wrack, an exquisite blend of claggy roads, drenched roofs and insects that seemed to get on Lovely Sharma's last nerve. She wasn't the only one despising it though for there was someone else who seemingly shared her dislike. Kartik Joshi hated unhygienic things with a passion and the rains brought just that. So it didn't help after a stormy rainy night when the sun finally arose to grace him, he found his favourite ivory white scooty garnished with red sauces and... capsicum?

This poem book is about astronomy, I end up thinking and imagining many possibilities. It's my collection in my mind. The art cover belongs to me. I have created it myself PUBLISHED DATE: 17/4/2026

In 1978, Feyyaz wants to go to Istanbul because of the massacre in Maraş. He already knows he'll face troubles in Maraş, but these misfortunes won't end in Istanbul either. However, by a stroke of luck, he meets Neriman, the love of his life.

Silas Thorne is a clinical calculation.A Physics prodigy with ice in his veins and a guitar that sounds like a riot, he doesn't see people he sees frequencies, variables, and prey. He likes his life silent, his walls high, and his power absolute.Then Lennon moved in.She's a Literature student who lives in the metaphors he despises. She's soft, observant, and entirely too quiet. Silas doesn't want a roommate; he wants a ghost. He wants his space back, and he's willing to use every jagged riff and 3:00 AM feedback loop to take it.He wants to drown her out. He wants to shatter her poetic peace until she realizes she doesn't belong in his dark, technical world. He wants to hear her snap.She wants to see him break. Lennon isn't flinching at the noise; she's dissecting his rage like a difficult text. She sees the void behind his clinical mask, and she's waiting for the moment his logic finally fails him.In the suffocating heat of a shared loft, the war is no longer about the noise. It's about the fact that the harder he pushes, the more she pulls. Silas is about to learn the most dangerous law of physics:Energy cannot be destroyed only transferred.

Undesirables unfolds in a fractured reality where existence itself is governed by unseen laws, creators, and contradictions. The world is shaped by The Ananta--a domain that claims balance yet thrives on exclusion. Those who do not conform to its design are marked as Undesirables, beings stripped of worth, purpose, and voice. At the heart of the story is Joar, a boy burdened by an unnatural calm and an unwanted consciousness that separates him from others. He neither rebels nor submits; he observes. As reality around him fractures--floating lands, collapsing truths, and distorted time--Joar begins to realize that emotion, choice, and identity are not flaws, but threats to a system built on control. Alongside him move figures bound by fate and contradiction: a child hiding power behind innocence, warriors shaped by regret, watchers who claim neutrality, and creators who fear what they cannot predict. Each carries a different truth, yet all are drawn toward an inevitable convergence where loyalty, belief, and morality are tested. A shadow looms over the cosmos--a presence that does not rule through force, but through understanding human weakness. Its smile is not cruel, but knowing. As Joar's journey deepens, the line between creator and creation, good and evil, sacrifice and manipulation begins to dissolve. What emerges is not a tale of heroism, but of choice, not of destiny, but of refusal. Undesirables is a mythic science-fantasy epic about isolation, consciousness, and the quiet rebellion of becoming human in a universe that demands obedience. It asks a singular question: What happens when those who are deemed unnecessary refuse to disappear?

𝙖𝙪𝙗𝙖𝙙𝙚 | ( .𝘯𝘰𝘶𝘯 ) A love poem sung at dawn. ──── poem collection. © dulcetiikeu 2026

Emily is brilliant-sharp, disciplined, relentless-but in a cutthroat city where no one waits for you to gather yourself, she is still reduced to one thing: inexperience. Doors don't open for potential here. They close on hesitation. And in a place like this, talent alone is never enough to be safe from something worse than failure- being noticed. And being noticed, in this city, is never neutral. It is always followed by something sharper. Jealousy. The question is simple-will anyone take a chance on her... and will she dare to prove them right? Then there's Alexander. Dangerously magnetic. Intolerant of weakness. A man who doesn't raise his voice-he doesn't need to. One look from him is enough to unnerve her, to strip her down to instinct and nerve. He doesn't guide-he tests, pushes, watches. And what he watches for most is not success... but whether she draws attention. Because attention here always has consequences. And consequences always attract eyes that linger too long. At the edges of her unraveling composure stand her closest friends-loyal, perceptive, always cheering her on. Among them, one remains closer than the rest... Michael. Familiar, grounded, laced with undeniable charm, he is the kind of man who doesn't demand-he simply is. The kind of presence that does not provoke noise- only reaction. Now Emily stands at the fault line of her own desires. One path is fire-consuming, reckless, a force that devours everything in its wake and makes people notice far more than they intend to. And notice, in this world, is rarely harmless. The other is water-cool, unwavering, a refuge that soothes every scorch fire leaves behind, and keeps her safely out of sight. One is danger. One is safety. But neither escapes the same truth: In a city like this, attention is currency. And jealousy is inevitable. The only question is... will she choose to burn, or be saved?

What is a cage?. Ever wondered, "Maybe this life a cage , Where it leads to a continuous loop . But if we were told the truth, "We would never want to live..."

This is just my log of books and manga separated by category, genre, and series. Use this as a recommendation list, etc. Use it as a book discussion and recommend some books as well. Each 'chapter/section' will be updated whenever I get a new book or finish one. ^-^

♠- - - - - Updated version - - - - -♠ ✞ Can't We Be Free Together ✞ ✞ Also known as: CWBFT ✞ This is a Fyolai fanfic ♣- - - - - The plot of this story - - - - -♣︎ ✰ The beginning of this plot ✰ - Nikolai is the MC and he goes through his entire life all over again, after it all started with this one horrible nightmare he couldn't stop thinking about. - While he went through these reoccurring dreams of his past, he is also waking up everyday still and having to live in two separate lives. One is reality one is fake, but they both feel so real. - His dreams tells us more about his past and how he met Fyodor and what happened when he was beginning to fall in love with him. ✰ As we get deeper into the plot ✰ - It changes a lot. The overall plot to the story will remain secret. As we approach chapter 14. - Things start to unfold and everything that happened before were just distractions from what is about to come. ♦︎- - - - - Credits - - - - -♦︎ 🂡 The cover is made by Creantzyy on Insta/twitter. 🂳 Fanarts I use for each chapter are all made by different artists. ♥︎- - - - - Extras - - - - -♥︎ → Important updates/announcements will be in conversations ♡ Feel free to follow my other socials <3 ▪Tiktok/Pinterest/Insta: fyxdors ▪Twitter/X: Nikolaisoverco

This Book is not a story based book, but a book to understand the fundamental functions of the Cheetah Power world. This is crucial if you are planning to make a Cheetah Power based book. Also, if you are an scammer, do not even try. I see your every move.

"He was the nation's 'Ice Man.' She was a poem he didn't know how to read."💌 Neil Malhotra, is the Captain of the Indian Cricket Team-a man defined by statistics, strategy, and a cold, impenetrable public persona. He lives in the roar of stadiums and the flash of paparazzi.❤️‍🩹 Nidhi Sharma, is a Literature student who lives for the quiet corners of the university library. She know a 'cover drive' from a 'leg-break,' and she prefers the company of dead poets to living legends.🩷 When a chance encounter in a dusty library aisle turns into a secret friendship, the Ice Man begins to melt. But in a world where every move is scrutinized and every headline is a weapon, can a love written in the margins of books survive the glare of the floodlights? From secret "chai dates" to "national scandals", this is a journey of finding a 'thikana' (a home) in the most unlikely of hearts.☕🏏 Trope: Grumpy x Sunshine | Secret Romance | Opposites Attract | Slow burn ❤️‍🔥

I have always belonged to him, not as a possession, but as dawn belongs to the light it was born to announce, as truth belongs to time, and as a soul belongs to its spirit.

Anne" was never her real name. Jane, the eldest daughter of a noble family, is forced to abandon everything-her name, her status, and her life-to become a servant in the mansion of a mysterious man known as Elian Varker. A man whose past is bound to hers in ways neither of them could have foreseen. In the gaslit streets of Victorian London, where society's rules are iron and its secrets are darker still, Jane must navigate a world of hidden identities, old betrayals, and a danger that grows closer with every passing day. Elian Varker is not what he appears. Neither is she. And as the truth about their families begins to surface - piece by piece, like something long buried finally clawing its way to light - Jane will discover that the greatest threat she faces may not be the enemies hunting her. It may be the man standing between her and them.* And what she is beginning to feel for him.* --- Some names are given. Some are earned. And some are the only thing standing between you and a past that will not let you go. --- ---

Just some poems I wrote. Mostly psychological, philosophical and metaphorical

I turn my grief into verses so it has somewhere to sit quietly.

Textiles is a collection of the tangible--threads you can hold and turn in your hand. It explores gothic betrayal, dignity, history, and the ache found within uncovering truths. These objects carry beauty, but within their hidden seams lies the heart of this series.