Few in Navarre ever whispered of Fen Riorson's second born. Selene Riorson was the hidden heir-kept in the quiet of her brother's shadow, guarded under Xaden's watch as the world hunted the remnants of their father's rebellion. But shadows were never meant to hold the night forever. Where Xaden commands shadow with precision and restraint, Selene wields the deeper dark-the pulse of night and blood, fierce and untamed. He was forged to lead; she was born to bring change. Both carry the rebellion's legacy in their veins-one of strategy, the other of chaos-and together they walk the fine line between survival and uprising. Under the false name Selene Asteri, she enters Basgiath War College, hidden from Navarre's truth. As Xaden leads the marked ones, she works from the unseen corners, helping to rebuild their father's cause beneath the enemy's eye. But when Xaden's heart is ensnared by Violet Sorrengail, daughter of the general who executed their father, fate twists the rebellion's path. Bound by dragons and danger, Xaden's control begins to falter-and Selene is forced to rise from the shadows to protect him, even if it means exposing the power she was never meant to reveal. Because where her brother bends the shadows to his will- Selene Asteri is the night that answers back.

When infamous figure skating coach faces a gap in her team, an aging skater catches her eye. She's talented, daring, and unpredictable, exactly the kind of fire the coach cannot ignore. As she trains Darya to reach new heights, the boundaries between discipline and desire blur, and every session on the ice becomes a dangerous game of control, temptation, and forbidden attraction.

Dean Dil Laurentis couldn't take his eyes off the beautiful ballerina. And she could never accept love outside of dance Dean Di Laurentis Season one / off campus

Juliette Sinclair has spent years balancing on thin ice-on the rink, around her friends, and especially around Garrett Graham. Their relationship has always been the same: sharp words, lingering looks, and a rivalry neither of them takes too seriously. Until suddenly, they do. Now, somewhere between late-night practices, crowded apartments, and stolen moments neither of them meant to want, the line between hate and something far more dangerous begins to blur. And Garrett Graham is realizing too late that falling for Juliette Sinclair might be the hardest hit he's ever taken.

Being the favorite had its advantages... or at least, that's what everyone said. Brianna Calder had the best costumes, the most solos, and a name that was always announced last, saved for the moment that mattered most. People smiled at her more, praised her louder, expected her to win before she even stepped on stage. But what they didn't see, the part no one ever talked about, was everything that came with it. Perfection wasn't a goal for Brianna. It was the bare minimum. Every turn had to be cleaner, every leap higher, every expression sharper than the last time. A single wobble, a forgotten count, even the smallest mistake felt like the end of the world. Because when you were the favorite, mistakes didn't just belong to you, they disappointed everyone watching. The pressure never really left her. It sat heavy on her chest in the wings, followed her into rehearsals, and whispered in the back of her mind even when the music stopped. There was no such thing as "just doing your best." Not for her. Not when second place meant you were the first to lose. And Brianna knew it better than anyone. Because at eight years old, she had already learned that being the favorite didn't mean you were the happiest in the room. It just meant you had the most to lose. (DANCE MOMS FANFIC S1-S5)

Sloan DiLaurentis didn't mean to find a home in Briar's hockey house. But somewhere between the midnight kitchen conversations, shared hoodies, and Beau Maxwell showing up at her door every night asking to cuddle, the house-and the people inside it-started feeling like hers. Beau was never supposed to be more than harmless flirting. Except now he knows her coffee order, sleeps better beside her, and looks at her like she's his favorite thing in the world. And Sloan's starting to realize she might feel the same way. Too bad keeping secrets in a house full of hockey players is almost impossible. Especially when everyone already knows they're in love. Everyone except Dean.

"THEY SAY ALL GOOD BOYS GO TO HEAVEN, BUT BAD BOYS BRING HEAVEN TO YOU." Dean Di Laurentis x Oc Sienna Maxwell has known Dean Di Laurentis her entire life. He's Beau's best friend. Her oldest friend. The most infuriating person she knows. Which is exactly why falling for him was never part of the plan. But at Briar University, surrounded by hockey games, bad decisions, and twenty-two years of unresolved history, some plans are destined to fail. BOOK 1 - This story follows the events of Season 1 of Off Campus. All rights to the original characters, plotlines, and universe belong to their respective creators. I do not own any of the canon characters featured in this story. I only own my OCs and any original story elements that I have created.

Dean blinked, not understanding. Not fully. "Sick how?" Rosie pressed a hand to her chest. Pain flared beneath her palm. Sharp now. Wrong. "I'm sick," she repeated. Dean stepped forward immediately. "Okay. I'll take you home. You'll feel better tomorrow." The gentleness in his voice broke her. "No, Dean." Her knees weakened. Beau caught her elbow. "Rosie." She looked at them both through tears. For weeks, she had imagined telling them. Not like this. Never like this. Not in a bar with music pounding and her heart misfiring in her chest. FINISHED TILL SEASON TWO Dean Di Laurentis x Oc x Beau Maxwell (Poly) "Jesus, all three of you need a cold shower." -Dexter

They say seasons change. They don't tell you that sometimes they collide. He was winter before I knew what cold felt like. I was autumn before I knew how to let go. We met once. Young enough to laugh, reckless enough to believe we would never see each other again. We were wrong. Now the lights are brighter. The stakes are higher. And the distance between us is thinner than ice. Some falls don't hurt until you land.

⚢ Olympics 2022 Eteri Tutberidze has built her life on control, and she has never allowed herself to falter. Until a smile she cannot ignore changes the rules of her world. What begins as an unexpected conversation slowly turns into something harder to ignore. Eteri finds herself drawn to a certain Swedish coach in ways that she cannot explain. But in a world where image is everything, getting closer might cost her more than she is willing to lose. TW: - internalized homophobia - disordered eating Disclaimer: This is a work of fan fiction. The characters portrayed in this story are inspired by real individuals; however, the events and interactions depicted are entirely fictional and should not be interpreted as representative of the actual lives or experiences of these individuals. This story is intended for entertainment purposes only and is not meant to offend or misrepresent anyone involved.