Y/N didn’t come to Briar University chasing a dream. She came chasing stability — scholarship in one hand, work schedule in the other, a degree she chose because it made sense and not because it made her feel anything. She tends bar at Malone’s, survives on coffee and dry wit, and keeps her head down. She knows exactly what Dean Heyward-Di Laurentis’s world looks like from the outside. She’s been serving it for two years. Dean is the Briar Hawks’ star defenseman, the life of every party, and the kind of charming that comes so naturally he’s never had to think about it. He’s never met someone who didn’t lean toward him. Until now. One shift. One exchange that doesn’t go the way he expected. And suddenly Dean can’t stop finding reasons to be wherever she is — even if she seems entirely unbothered about whether he shows up or not. Y/N isn’t cold. She’s just clear-eyed. And for someone who has coasted on charm his whole life, that’s somehow the most disarming thing he’s ever encountered. What starts as a collision of two completely different worlds becomes something neither of them planned for — and something both of them might need more than they’re ready to admit. He’s never had to earn anything slowly. She’s never let anyone in easily. This should be interesting.
Here’s your public summary — the kind that goes in the app description or at the top of your Wattpad profile: Some girls are born in quiet. You were born in a storm. Summoned to the royal court of Aldenmere at nineteen, [Y/N] [Y/L/N] arrives as a lady-in-waiting with nothing but a minor noble name and the sharp edges she’s spent her whole life hiding. She does not expect to matter here. She does not expect anyone to notice her. She especially does not expect Prince Caelum. Cold. Controlled. The kind of man who has never once done anything without a reason. He is everything she was warned about and nothing she was prepared for — and from the moment she enters his orbit, something shifts in him that he cannot name and will not acknowledge. She doesn’t trust him. He tells himself he doesn’t care. Neither of them knows about the prophecy yet. Crown & Thistle is a slow burn royal historical Y/N story set in the fictional kingdom of Aldenmere — where court politics are as sharp as any blade, fathers reappear without warning, and the most dangerous thing in the palace turns out to be a prince who falls quietly and completely, and says nothing about it for a very long time. He falls first. She finds out last. Everything in between will ruin you.
You didn't come to Forks looking for anything. Just a quiet semester, some breathing room, a fresh start somewhere no one knows your name. You weren't supposed to get tangled up in small town secrets. You weren't supposed to befriend a girl whose life reads like a ghost story. And you were definitely not supposed to catch the eye of a boy from the reservation who looks at you like he already knows you. Jacob Black is warm and funny and entirely too easy to be around. What you don't know is that the moment your eyes met on the beach at La Push, something ancient and irreversible clicked into place for him. He's not going to tell you that. Not yet. But something else is coming — something that has already noticed you, already knows your name, and doesn't care about treaties or boundaries or the difference between human and not. Forks doesn't let people pass through. You're starting to think you never really had a choice
You were never meant to be part of a team. Neither were they. When Valentina Allegra de Fontaine sends you on a final “clean-up” mission to an abandoned OX facility in the Nevada desert, it seems simple: destroy evidence, eliminate loose ends, walk away. Instead, you’re locked inside with other expendable assets—Yelena Belova, John Walker, Ghost, and Taskmaster—and told to finish a job none of you fully understand. But the facility isn’t empty. Something remains in the lower levels: a failed experiment called Project Sentry, and a man named Bob. As the truth unravels, you realize you were never sent to erase evidence. You were the evidence.
A knight's daughter raised half-wild in Winterfell becomes Arya Stark's closest companion long before anyone could've guessed what either of them would survive. When House Stark falls, she runs north disguised as a boy and meets a blacksmith's apprentice who has no idea what he is yet — and no intention of letting either of them get close. What follows is a war that takes everything from both of them except each other, across every beat the show gives you and every gap it conveniently leaves blank.
Five years after a biological phenomenon erased the youth of the world, survival has become a cold, calculated game. Those who remain live in a hollowed-out society where the future is a ghost and time is the only thing you can't scavenge. You are the newcomer—a survivor who spent years hiding in the ruins of college towns before being taken in by a small, tight-knit family. For a year, you’ve found a fragile kind of peace under the protection of Jude, the man who taught you how to wear your tactical gear and how to trust again. But that peace is shattered when you return from a supply run to find your sanctuary breached and Jude murdered with a surgical precision that feels like a message. Silas Vane is building an empire from the scrap of the old world, and he has sent his most lethal asset to "acquire" your group. Casimir, a man who watched your world burn once before, has returned to bring you into Silas’s fold. Caught between a group that doesn't fully trust you and an enemy who knows exactly how to break you, you must navigate a landscape of crumbling libraries and lethal "Order" soldiers. In a world where everyone lives but nothing grows, the most dangerous thing isn't the end of your life—it's the man who wants to own it. "Resources are meant for those who use them. Consider this a notice of acquisition."