Jessica Yang x Alex Astor For the ones who loved without being loved back, For the hearts that waited in silence, trusting that if two souls are meant to meet, the universe will always find a way. Some loves arrive late. Some loves arrive bruised. But the love written for you will always find its way home. May you remember that fate never rushes, but it never forgets either.

Sarah Andersson Smith x Adrian Valentino "No. No, I didn't stalk you." The words flew out far too quickly, drenched in panic before I could stop them. Shit. How the hell did he know? Adrian only looked at me, his lips curling into that infuriating, lazy smirk that somehow made him look even more handsome. He tilted his head, amusement dancing in his eyes as if he already knew exactly what I was thinking. "Really?" he asked, his voice dangerously calm. I swallowed. "Then how do you explain running into me outside restaurants?" He took a slow step closer. "Or bars." Another step. "Arcades." Each word chipped away at my confidence, "You always manage to appear in the same hallway I'm in." he continued. Heat flooded my face. This bastard. He was enjoying every second of this. "They were... coincidences?" I offered weakly, even though it came out more like a question than an answer. Adrian laughed. The sound settled somewhere deep in my chest and made my knees feel suspiciously unstable. "You need to become a better liar, little liar." Before I could react, he reached over and ruffled my hair. I frowned, swatting his hand away. "But I didn't lie" I muttered, clinging to what little dignity I had left. His smile only widened. "Sure you didn't." The words came out as nothing more than a whisper. Then, before my brain could catch up, he leaned in. His lips brushed against my cheek, soft enough to make me question whether it had actually happened. My breath caught. He pulled away with that same smug smile, turned on his heel, and walked off as though he hadn't just short-circuited my entire nervous system. Halfway down the hallway, he glanced back for the briefest second. I could've sworn I saw him fighting another smile. He hadn't just figured it out. He'd known. The countless times I'd "coincidentally" crossed paths with him. He'd known all along. And somehow... He'd let me keep doing it.

Mia Cherie X Aaron Valentino I gasp into his mouth, my hands fisting in his soaked shirt, pulling him closer, needing him closer and needing to feel every inch of him against me. His tongue sweeps into my mouth, and I moan, my knees going weak. But he doesn't let me fall. His arms wrap around my waist, holding me up, grounding me, anchoring me to him. The rain pours down around us, but all I feel is heat, his body pressed against mine and his hands in my hair, on my back, everywhere. When he finally pulls back, we're both panting, our foreheads pressed together. "You're mine" he murmurs, his voice rough and possessive. "Say it." "I'm yours" I whisper. "Say it again." "I'm yours, Aaron." Tropes: Badboy x Goodgirl Rich mmc x scholarship student fmc Kill anyone who touches her (literally) 👀 HEA

Isaac pulls back, his eyes burning into mine. "Look at me after I kiss you" he says, voice low and rough, like he's fighting for control. I nod, breathless, cheeks flaming. "Are you shy?" he asks, a teasing lilt in his tone. I shrug, my voice barely a whisper. "I-I don't know what to do. It's my first time kissing someone." Isaac's eyes soften. He smiles-a slow, dangerous smile that sends another shiver through me. "It's also my first time, Mila" he says, voice warm and low. My head snaps up, eyes wide. No way. He's too good at this. "It can't be" I say, disbelief colouring my voice. He leans closer, lips brushing my ear. "Just because it's my first kiss doesn't mean I don't know exactly what I need to do to make you feel good, sweetheart." Heat blooms in my cheeks, spreading down my neck. My hands tremble as they rest on his chest.