He was only 16 years old... a boy with eyes full of nothing but love and innocence. He loved drawing little worlds on paper, loved old cartoons that made him giggle softly, loved clutching his favorite teddy bears against his chest whenever the nights felt too loud. The outside world was never something he truly understood. To him, people were supposed to be kind. Words were supposed to mean exactly what they said. Love was supposed to feel safe. His world was small just his brother, his home, his routines, and the quiet comfort of familiarity. But the real world was nothing like the one inside his head. It was cruel. Manipulative. Rotten beneath smiling faces. And Ishan never saw the monster coming. One person entered his life, and suddenly everything turned dark. The colors in his drawings faded. The cartoons stopped making him laugh. Even his room no longer felt safe at night. He didn't understand what was happening to him. He didn't understand why his chest hurt whenever footsteps came closer... why his hands trembled... why his body froze in fear. He wanted to tell someone. He tried so many times. But the words would never come out properly. Because Ishan was different. Because he was scared. Because he didn't even fully understand what was happening around him. How he was being caged by a monster. A devil. He only knew that something felt wrong... and that every day the darkness kept swallowing more of him whole. So he stayed quiet. Until.........

A exchange student from SE Asia to Southern London's most prestigious university,Blackthorne University ,where Arts and Athletic are the most prominent in Britain. Stepped in into cold,old ,castle-like with little touch of renovated Modern architecture with zero mental preparation on whats will indulge in his life.Maybe he thrive?,overwhelmed?,or he just blend in? Faereez Haynne 🎻 exchanged student from Malaysia because of his genius on violin and classical music. Calm and timid yet kind towards other and emotionally intelligent people. His strawberry-blonde hair and hazelnut eyes might catching someone else's attention. Andrew V. Hamilton🏉 is a 3rd son of Hamilton's old-money family. He born with golden spoon but the rise with high expectations even though his little sister and his mother always cared about him. He now a Second Year in Blackthrone University in Sport Department. A respected team's captain of Blackthorne' Rugby Club. Both of them will meet their sinful symphony that will change entire perspectives. Language ⚠️ Smut⚠️ Off-screen abusive ⚠️ Self-harm⚠️ PTSD⚠️ ✨TROPES✨ Rugby x Violinist Slow-burn Hurt/Comfort Gay Awakening Healing/Trauma

"You wanna try?" Said the curly-haired boy with a helmet in one hand and Oscar's fate in the other. They were supposed to make it to F1 together. And technically? They did. But now Lando can't stand to look at him. And Oscar? He's still trying to fix something he never meant to break. Or: the one where Lando Norris and Oscar Piastri were childhood best friends, maybe something more, until everything exploded-and now they're stuck side by side, pretending they don't remember every second of what they lost.

This fiction contains smut! English isn't my first language! In a world full of struggles and danger, Jisung was the son of a Mafia boss. The raven-son. The useless fucker that should have died long ago. In this world, the richest and most powerful one's ruled. The ones with the biggest stocks. Wether it was drugs, money, or slaves. For Jisung's family to rise above all, two names must fall. Don Minho. Don Wonho. But in a world where loyalty is bought and lives are disposable, one question lingers in Jisung's head- Can love exist in a place like this? Jisung clings to that hope. Because without it... he would have given up long ago. I don't give up Wattpad! About the earlier tags... Expect the worst things. I cannot post them, because Wattpad would delete my fanfic again.

' You lost the moment you chose to play' "This is a dangerous game you are planning...you should stop now." "What he doesn't know..ain't gonna hurt him. So shut that damn moth of yours, and do as I say." "What if he finds out?" "By that time...I would have already won."

Rome's defeat at Teutoburg Forest leaves Lucius broken, captured, and enslaved by the Marsii tribe. Determined to escape, he endures the brutal conditions, clinging to the hope of reclaiming his freedom. But Baldric, the fierce warrior who claims him as a thrall, doesn't intend to let him go. What begins as a battle of wills becomes something neither man expected. As Lucius wrestles with his desire to become a free man, a deeper connection stirs beneath the surface, a bond that threatens to unravel everything he believes. Torn between loyalty to Rome, a one-sided love he left behind, and the pull of something forbidden, Lucius must decide: is freedom worth more than the man who might just own his heart? This is Lucius' story. FIRST DRAFT Previously known as The Fallen Inspired by: Netflix's Barbarians + Vikings, RagnarXAthelstan ship

Han Jisung finally lands a job at Leemirae, a powerful fashion company that could change everything for him and his brother. But on his very first day, he's hit with a shock-he's assigned as the personal assistant to the CEO's son. Lee Minho. The same Lee Minho who once meant everything to him. Back in high school, they were inseparable-best friends who slowly became something more. Until one day, Minho disappeared, leaving the country without a single word. No goodbye. No explanation. Just silence. Ever since, Jisung has carried nothing but resentment. Now, years later, they're forced to work side by side. Jisung can't afford to quit-not when his family is depending on him. But what makes it worse? Minho acts like he doesn't remember him at all. As old feelings resurface and buried memories begin to unravel, Jisung is left wondering-was he really that easy to forget, or is Minho hiding something deeper? Started: 03/05/26 On Hold since: 14/05/26

Four friends get into their dream school, but something feels off the moment they arrive. A silent group of boys move like they belong to a different world, untouchable and unreadable. Some of them keep crossing paths more than they should. A glance lingers too long... a silence starts to mean something else. And in this school, even friendship doesn't stay simple for long. What happens next... FIND OUT...

In the quiet halls of Northwood High, appearances can be deceiving. Han Jisung may seem like the perfect student-straight A's, teachers' pet, the epitome of innocence. But beneath the surface lies a cold-blooded killer, an assassin with a taste for pain. By night, he carries out deadly missions, his heart as frigid as the steel he wields. Enter Lee Minho, the school's resident playboy, a charismatic rebel who lives by his own rules. He sees through Jisung's carefully constructed facade, recognizing the darkness that lurks within. Intrigued and wary, Minho knows that Jisung is not someone to be trifled with, especially after witnessing the chilling extent of his capabilities. As their paths collide, a dangerous game begins, blurring the lines between hunter and prey. Despite their initial animosity, a magnetic attraction sparks between them, drawing them into a web of forbidden desires and dangerous temptations. With each stolen glance and whispered word, their carefully guarded walls begin to crumble, revealing the raw vulnerability beneath. Can they overcome their dark pasts and embrace a future together, or will their dangerous secrets tear them apart? In a world where love and death intertwine, they must decide whether to surrender to their desires or succumb to the darkness that threatens to consume them both. High School AU Bottom Han Top Minho

"Mom... Dad..??" I ask aloud, waiting to hear those calming voices of my parents, my anchors, but all I hear is haunted, hollow silence. No No No, please god, please keep them safe, safe from any danger, safe from HIM. A shriek leaves my mouth as I feel arms wrap around me. I don't even need to look back to know who it is; No one dares to touch me because if they did, they'd have to face him. "Shhh, what happened, baby?" A sob leaves me, as his voice enters my ears, "Please, Reyansh, I am sorry, *hic**hic* please don't hurt my parents, don't punish them for what I did. I promise I will never run away from you again.*hic* " Tears stream down my face, but I don't care to wipe them anymore. I knew it was a mistake to even think about running away from him, but I still did, just for that false hope of freedom. "It's okay, darling, there's no need to cry, hmmm. You knew that running away was a mistake, but you love to get on my nerves. And now I have found you, so it's all okay. You can run as many times as you want, but in the end, I will always have you." His guards fill the room. "But you know, trying to escape makes you a bad boy, right?" He speaks in a haunting whisper, "and bad boys get punished." ******************************************************* Aarav Sharma, a 20-year-old sweet boy, is in his 3rd year of college. When he is selected for an internship at his best friend's brother's company, he believes that soon he will fulfil all his dreams, make his parents proud and give them the luxury they could never afford. But his life takes a sharp turn when his boss claims him as his. Reyansh Singh Rathore, a 27-year-old billionaire, has a secret that no one except his dad knows: Aarav, his sister's best friend, is also his obsession. What started as a crush at 15 turns darker when he sees other people looking at what is his.