Seyran and Ferit managed to run away, to escape from anything and anyone who was stopping them from being together and loving each other. But will they be able to stay away from their families, to build a life together, away from the toxic environment they have grown up and lived in for so long? Or something might happen, which will bring Ferit to the Korhan mansion, with this time taking Seyran with himself, despite his family's disapproval? DISCLAIMER 1: This fanfiction is totally my imagination and has nothing to do with the original script of "Yalı Çapkını"! However, there could be some moments from the actual season 2 of the series, which I could add here, as well! DISCLAIMER 2: Some chapters may include a little more spicy moments, but nothing too spicy.

What if Seyran's plans for a romantic night had come true ?

Short stories about Seyran and Ferit and all the ups and downs they face as a family.

Afra and Mert were nothing more than strangers, just two people moving through the chaos of Ankara. But when a rushed morning sends Afra colliding into Mert at a subway station, a fleeting moment lingers longer than it should. A brief exchange, a passing smile, and then they part ways - just another encounter lost to the rhythm of everyday life. Until fate steps in again. A second meeting on the train, a quiet act of protection, and suddenly, they are no longer just strangers. Names are exchanged, and so is curiosity. But Afra has a boyfriend, and Mert has a girlfriend. Their lives are set on separate tracks... or so they think. As the city keeps moving, so do their thoughts, their doubts, their growing disconnect from the people they're supposed to love. When their paths cross for a third time, far from the underground that first brought them together, they must face the truth: was it all coincidence, or was something pulling them closer all along? A story of chance encounters, quiet realizations, and the undeniable pull of the unexpected - The Underground is a tale of love found in the places we least expect.

This is book 2 and I want you to read book 1 before continuing with this one. ... Ferit now lies on the brink of life and death, bullets shattering his body as well as the peaceful life he and Seyran had created. While he fights for his life Seyran must fight to protect the life she had always wished for. She is forced to confront the depths of her feelings, the weight of family expectations, and the enemies lurking in the shadows. With secrets unraveling and new challenges threatening to pull them apart, Seyran and Ferit must decide-will they fight for each other, or will fate once again tear them apart?

This book is a collection of love stories,hence the clichè name. Random ideas that strike my brain are weaved into words. Every part is an independent story and is not in correlation with the other. Thank you for reading. And your suggestions are warmly welcomed. [AU][FANFICTION]

My own continuation of the season 2 finale of "Yalı Çapkını".

The four skipped years in season 3 of "Yalı Çapkını". DISCLAIMER: This story is totally my imagination and has nothing to do with the original script of "Yalı Çapkını"!

Jealousy. Fury. Torn dresses. Bound wrists. A night that burned savage.

Fourteen years ago, two mischievous little best friends in Antep were accidentally married off in a playful, childish ceremony - Ferit Kohran and Seyran Şanli. Back then, it meant nothing more than giggles, promises, and a girl with braces chasing a boy who couldn't sit still. But life separated them. The Kohrans moved to Istanbul, Seyran and Suna stayed behind, and eventually the sisters traveled abroad to study - until only Suna returned two years earlier, keeping one huge secret from Seyran: She's still technically married to Ferit. Now the Şanli family is moving back to Antep. Seyran has grown into a beautiful, confident, sharp young woman who knows how to be responsible - and still have fun. Farid, meanwhile, has grown into... a disaster. At twenty-three, Ferit Kohran is a charming, spoiled, reckless playboy who never lifted a finger for anything. Clubs, parties, girls, dancing - all fun, no discipline. No business interest. No life direction. No maturity. So when his grandfather Halis decides enough is enough, he remembers the childhood marriages he arranged all those years ago - and the strong-willed girl who might be the only one capable of taming his out-of-control grandson. Only one problem: Ferit remembers Seyran. Seyran barely remembers Farid. And neither of them remembers each other correctly. He remembers a nerdy little girl with glasses and braces. She barely remembers anything except a boy who annoyed her. They never expected to stand face-to-face again as adults. And definitely not as... married. Will Seyran tame Ferit's wildness? Will Ferit break through Seyran's careful control? Will they fall in love... or fall apart? And what happens when the company needs them to act like a real married couple? One childhood promise. Fourteen years of separation. A secret marriage they never expected to matter. And two young adults who might destroy each other... or save each other.