Elena Margaret Hughes is quiet, careful, and endlessly absorbed in her books. Maya Catherine Sinclair is bold, rebellious, and impossible to ignore. In the 1980s, their worlds collide in the most unlikely of places: the small-town library. What begins as stolen glances and subtle admiration quickly grows into a secret correspondence-letters slipped between the pages of books, filled with confessions, longing, and emotions neither can yet speak aloud. Their connection is fragile, fleeting, and utterly consuming. Fingers brush in the stacks, hearts race in silence, and a love that cannot be named begins to bloom. But the world outside is unkind to such tenderness, and one missed meeting threatens to shatter the delicate bond they have built. Decades later, Elena returns to the town she once called home. The library is changing, but among the shelves and dust, she discovers the letters she never saw-the letters Maya wrote but never sent. In them lies a story of a love that endured in quiet devotion, of a life lived in art and longing, and of the truths that time could not erase. Letters Never Sent is a haunting, heart-wrenching story of love constrained by fear, yearning that stretches across decades, and the quiet power of words left unspoken-until they finally find their way home.

Two men. Two minds. One impossible gravity. What if Galileo Galilei was born a century later-and met Isaac Newton? In a world where the Church still watches and burns, Newton is a brilliant recluse, weighed down by secrets and sin. Galileo is bold, irreverent, and impossible to ignore. They meet at a hidden symposium of scientists in Florence, where sharp debate turns to sharper attraction. Their rivalry becomes fascination. Fascination becomes desire. But desire, in this world, is dangerous. Both are men of reason. Both know the risks. And yet, as their theories bend the rules of the universe, they find themselves falling into each other's orbit-where there are no laws to save them from the cost. In a time of silence and suppression, love is the most radical act of all. The Weight of Light is a slow-burn, enemies-to-lovers reimagining of two of history's greatest minds. A story of brilliance, yearning, and the cost of burning too brightly. ----------- this fic is sponsored by caffeine drunk "ME" and my wild imagination.

BTS. Arguably the biggest boyband in the world. However, there is something that no one outside of the members themselves and their Producer - Bang Si-hyuk (Bang PD) - knows about them. They are all demigods, children of the Greek Gods. But when an unknown threat arises that threatens not only them but the rest of the Demigods as well, will their secret be revealed to the world or can they pull through and band together with the other Demigods to save everyone. thank you @demigodextraordinare for the beautiful cover

this is a series of SOLANGELO oneshots I will admit that at the moment of writing this, I have not read the trails of Apollo, and all interactions I got was from reading fics, Tumblr, and Riordan Wikia. So in advance, I apologize if I butcher the portrayal of the characters. And I will put warnings for each one-shot at the beginning, so make sure to read them beforehand. Also, English is not my native language, so I apologize if I make mistakes.

Nico di Angelo works in a coffee shop. He's colour blind. Will Solace is a regular customer studying to become a surgeon. He has synaesthesia. Their views of the world may be the opposite, but they may be the only people in the world for each other.

Some rooms have no doors. Some boys are born inside them. Will spent nineteen years in a world of silence and grayscale, locked in a room where color did not exist, and language was a forbidden thing. He didn't know the names of feelings, or that stars could fall from the sky just to be looked at. Then, one day, the door opened. Rescued and renamed, Will enters a world so vivid it aches. The sky is too wide, laughter too loud, and kindness... suspiciously gentle. Nico, the quiet boy who wears black like armor, and Reyna, all sharp edges and hidden warmth, take him in. They teach him how to choose breakfast, how to speak, how to be someone. But healing is not a straight path-some scars are shaped like silence, and some memories hide in light. As Will begins to remember the truth behind the room-the experiments, the watchers, the way they erased his voice-he must learn how to live not just freely, but fully. With a pencil in hand and color slowly returning to his world, Will must decide who he wants to become: a survivor of the past, or an artist of the future.