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thanatophobia ~ the fear of losing someone you love. cheryl stevens was always cursed. cursed to be last. ----------- van palmer x fem!oc 👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩 i do not in anyway own yellow jackets or it's characters Cheryl steven's is an original creation of mine so is her storyline! created: wednesday 3rd april 2024 ended: ?? no.4 in #vanpalmer no.22 in #wilderness

Wish we could turn back time,to the good old da- Wish we couldn't turn back time,to the bad old days. Malia baral,the girl off everyone's dreams,she's a good singer and not to mention a great soccer player,her sister Sydney baral is the schools second biggest burnout but everyone seems to love her,it may not be easy to like her at first but she will grow on you. Red hand and Yellowjackets are the schools most popular soccer teams,red hand well,originally the girls got picked out for behaviour but then they became the greatest team in the school,Yellowjackets,they all have the best futures in soccer but all have their own problems and difficulties. A love square turned into hatred square,what happened? (Looked in the mirror,god why do I look like a killer?) Lottie x oc Natalie x oc Shauna x oc Oc x oc Who will be endgame?

Skylar Shipman twin to Shauna Shipman, #4 Sweeper for the WHS YellowJackets Girls Soccer Team Fem! OC X Vanessa 'Van' Palmer. Update. For context this book came out 2023, I stopped writing at the start of 2024 but now I'm back! So in chapter 10 I apologise for being away THATS WHY!! But I'm here to stay and finish this book

Eve Beckett, the girl with a broken soul. She has just transferred into Pembroke College as a sophomore, craving a fresh start after a rocky freshman year. Growing up in an abusive home with an absent mother and an violent father, Eve is set on never falling in love, using dance as her way of escape from reality. What happens when she bumps into a familiar face on campus, who gave her a bad impression? Carson Blake, the school golden boy. The quarterback of Pembroke college has a perfect life, a perfect family, he's got girls at every turn and is undeniably attractive. But he still feels that biting feeling in his heart that he's felt since he was a kid. In the Blake family, carrying the Blake name makes or breaks your position in the family. What will happen when the stress gets to Carson? Is there such thing as soulmates? And do Carson and Eve fit the criteria? Can they handle just being friends? And when hardships come in the way, rude families, ex crushes, the past. Can they make it out alive? Read to find out more about Eve and Carson's story. Third book in the 'Winning Hearts' series BUT can be read as a standalone. ౨ৎ ౨ৎ ౨ৎ ౨ৎ Started: { 1 July 2024 } Finished: { 15 January 2025 }

maybe i'm too emotional, but you're apathy's like a wound in salt [ wednesday fanfiction ] [ wednesday x fem! oc ] [ book i of the NOTHING'S FOREVER trilogy ] [ part of the BEAUTIFUL MESS series ] [ #1 in #weathervane ] [ #1 in #principalweems ] [ #1 in #isabellasermon ] [ updated every wednesday 6:00 pm pdt ] [ started july 14th, 2023 ] [ finished tba ] [ © -wintxrwidow- ]

luke hughes fanfic enemies to lovers slow burn dual pov instagram and real life yearning Young and aspiring model Evelyn Kelly moves to New York with her best friends to hopefully get recognized by big time modeling agency Silver Peak. Before she takes on moving to a new city, her friends decide to have some fun with a group of hot shot NHL players taking some time off in Michigan. Here she meets a boy that ends up sticking around for a lot longer than she ever thought he would.

⚠ CONTENT WARNINGS ⚠ Abuse Assault Kidnapping Violence Blood Manipulation Forced relationship Stalking Themes of rape Murder Do not read this story if any of these trigger you. Take care of yourself and get lost in another book. ◦•●◉✿ . ✿◉●•◦ ◦•●◉✿ . ✿◉●•◦ ◦•●◉✿ . ✿◉●•◦ When Y/N L/N gets kidnapped during a school shooting, she finds herself trapped in a house full of psychotic murderers, who will do anything to keep her there. Will she escape and regain her freedom? Or will Stockholm Syndrome set in and will she fall in love with her captors? 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐭𝐨 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐮𝐭...

ᴊᴜsᴛ ᴀ ʟɪᴛᴛʟᴇ ᴄʜᴜɴᴋ ᴏғ ʜᴏᴘᴇ ●●●● A trip to the biggest football game of the year gone wrong. Drama between couples and siblings, broken down cars, and who could forget the murderers hunting everyone down? And you... you're too young to die, right? ●●●● ᴋᴇᴇᴘs ᴍᴇ ɢᴏɪɴɢ, ᴋᴇᴇᴘs ᴍᴇ ɢᴏɪɴɢ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏ ᴅᴀʏ ●●●● TW: death, murder, gore, bodily horror, dRaMa, smutty themes, heavy swearing, child abuse, probably more that I can't think of right now Reader discretion is advised ●●●● ɪ ʜᴏᴘᴇ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴏɴᴇ ᴅᴀʏ, ᴛʜɪɴɢs ᴡɪʟʟ ᴄʜᴀɴɢᴇ ●●●● THE READER IS A MINOR IN THIS, IT IS PLATONIC RATHER THAN ROMANTIC. ●●●● ʙᴜᴛ ᴊᴜsᴛ ᴀ ʟɪᴛᴛʟᴇ ᴄʜᴜɴᴋ ᴏғ ʜᴏᴘᴇ ᴋᴇᴇᴘs ᴍᴇ ɢᴏɪɴɢ, ᴋᴇᴇᴘs ᴍᴇ ɢᴏɪɴɢ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏ ᴅᴀʏ.

"Are you sure you're okay, sweetie?" she asks. I take the ice pack back. I nod, but it hurts. My brain feels jostled by the littlest movements. "Yeah," I gasp, holding in any acknowledgment of pain. "I'm fine. Thanks." She glances down, and I catch her eyeing my bruised shins. They took the brunt of the impact. "Football," I explain. She nods. "That's a rough sport," she says. A pause. She walks back to her desk. Then, she stops. She turns around. She looks me in the eyes. Her face is solemn. "Hit 'em harder," she instructs. I nod and almost smile. "I will." ** It's 1998, and seventeen-year-old Stephanie "Stevie" Rogers is attempting the unthinkable: she wants to be the first female football player at Truman High. Too bad the team, headed by her ex and a sexist coach, won't let it happen. Then of course there's her sexist step-dad, who can't know she's playing football or her life as she knows it would end. If it weren't for her cute guitar-playing best friend, Calvin, all hope might be lost. But with his help, and the discovery of a secret so scandalous it could rock the entire school, she may finally get her time under the stadium lights. "You're outnumbered. You need allies if you're gonna survive the season. These guys are gonna have your back. You need them." "I don't need anyone," I insist. "Ha," he hiccups. "Yes, actually, you do." He ploinks me on the nose. I scowl. "No one is invincible." I continue to scowl. He sighs. "Just trust me on this one. Okay?" My face softens a little. He's just trying to help. "Fine," I comply. "But don't expect me to smile about it." He grins. "That's too bad. You're pretty when you smile." "Shut up."