The first time he kissed me, it was raining. And I remember thinking I was going to marry him someday. He was my first love, my first kiss, and the boy I imagined spending forever with. He knew everything about me, and for a while, loving him felt like coming home. Until it didn't. Somewhere along the way, I lost myself trying to save us. And when I finally walked away, I was still in love with him. Two years later, I still miss the boy in the rain. But I'd rather miss him forever than become the girl I was when I loved him. A short story about first love, heartbreak, and learning to choose yourself.

He had known her for years. She was his best friend's little sister. Off-limits. Untouchable. Someone he had no business looking at the way he did. But feelings don't care about rules. And sometimes, the worst time to fall for someone is the exact moment you realize you can't stop. The Wrong Time to Want You. A story about wanting the one person you were never supposed to want.

❝ I didn't give a damn about anyone in a long time. And then you came along and pretty much blew that plan straight to hell. ❞ in which New York's most wanted man rescues a rich girl who is simply in the wrong place at the wrong time. (the punisher x female oc ) au loosely based off comic book events P.S - I WROTE THIS WHEN I WAS 17 - I'M 24 NOW NOT TOO MUCH IN THE COMMENTS LMAOOOO

He conquered her kingdom. She was born to end his reign. Neither was told the truth. For a century, Eldrath and Ravenmere have been trapped in a war written in prophecy and paid for in blood. King Verek Draven is ruthless, feared, and determined to keep the kingdom he conquered under his control. Princess Aeryn Valoria has lost her home, her people, and nearly everything she was born to inherit. But she has not forgotten what was taken from her. And she has no intention of forgiving the king responsible. She was raised to believe that Verek would destroy her. He was taught that she would be the death of him. Their dragons are bound to their riders by a bond older than either kingdom. Their prophecies seem undeniable. Their hatred runs generations deep. But the truth behind the war is far more dangerous than either of them knows. Because if one of them dies, the consequences could reach beyond their kingdoms. And the closer Aeryn gets to the king she swore to destroy, the harder it becomes to tell the difference between destiny, deception, and the one choice neither of them was supposed to make. Some prophecies are warnings. Others are weapons.