College was supposed to be simple for Y/N: stay at the top of her class, mind her business, and spend late nights studying with her best friend Satoru-the quiet, brilliant, painfully obvious nerd with a crush he's terrible at hiding. Enter Gojo-Satoru's twin brother. Loud. Popular. A jock with zero filter and way too much confidence. The two clash constantly, and Y/N only tolerates him because he shares a dorm room with Satoru... a dorm room she practically lives in. Gojo thinks Satoru's feelings for Y/N are hilarious. Satoru hates that. Y/N hates Gojo even more. Everything changes the night they agree to go to a party. Drinks are poured. Boundaries blur. Satoru disappears into the crowd. And somehow, Y/N ends up dragged into a party game she never agreed to play. Spin the bottle. Seven minutes in heaven. When the bottle lands on her and Gojo, things spiral fast-especially when they open the closet door and find Satoru already inside, flustered and trapped in the dark. Now the door is shut. The space is tight. The air is heavy. Old tensions, unspoken feelings, and truths that refuse to stay hidden collide as Y/N finds herself stuck between two versions of the same man-one she trusts, one she can't stand... and neither as unaffected as they pretend. (ART BY paanwny ON TIKTOK)

Y/N worked too hard to lose everything over a mistake. Especially when that "mistake" has a name - Nanami Kento. What starts as quiet tension and stolen moments quickly becomes something neither of them can ignore. But in a place where whispers spread fast and pride turns bitter, feelings come with consequences. Careers are tested. Loyalties are questioned. And sometimes, protecting what you love means risking more than you ever planned to. Some lines shouldn't be crossed. Some are worth it.

College was supposed to be a fresh start for Y/N. Instead, it feels like she's stuck in the same exhausting cycle-classes during the day, late-night studying, and constant arguments with her boyfriend, Sukuna. Somehow every conversation turns into a fight, and the apartment never feels quiet for long. Things get worse when her roommate suddenly moves out without much warning. Now stuck trying to cover rent on her own, Y/N posts an ad online for someone to take the extra room. She doesn't expect much from it... until someone replies. Choso. He's quiet, a little mysterious, and doesn't say more than he needs to. The only thing he asks when he answers the ad is if he can practice his guitar sometimes-he'll even pay extra for it. At first, Y/N isn't sure what to think about living with a stranger. But as the nights fill with soft guitar playing through the walls and Choso's calm presence around the apartment, the tension she's used to starts to fade. And before she even realizes it, she finds herself drawn to him. Which becomes a problem... because the more her relationship with Sukuna falls apart, the closer she finds herself getting to the quiet boy who moved into her spare room.

"I will never ever let anything happen to you, you hear me? I would never let anyone or anything hurt you, and if anyone does hurt you, they'll never live to see another day." She was completely melting under his fingertips, every molecule in her body giving into his cold, but gentle touch. "You're mine and I'll kill everyone in the whole fucking world in an instant if it meant you'll be safe, got it?" "Got it," she nodded, sniffling. "Good." ~ In a million years, one would never see them look at each other the way they do now. Care for each other the way they do now Protect each other the way they do now. Love each other the way they do now. They were a beautiful mistake.

[COMPLETED] #Ranks : #14 on 30/11/18 (category : Ex) #17 on 29/6/19 ( category : adultromance) #57 on 29/6/19 ( category: Suspense) Excerpt : "I can't believe they chose you!", I said. "Oh, so you think I knew about all this? Marrying you was the last thought in my mind ", he spoke coldly. "Look, if we are marrying each other, we have to find a way to stand each other. I can't take any more troubles in my life. So after this whole marriage thing, let's just travel our own paths, not shoving our noses into each others business. Deal? ", I asked hoping he'd say yes. "Deal", he said with a smirk "as long as you truly keep yourself to only yourself. " I narrowed my eyes and said "As if. " and walked away. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Ashley Payne had the perfect life. A nice family, with a cute sister, loving mother, protective father, a straight A student, and the best boyfriend in town, Liam Anderson. Both the families knew each other very well, going to Sunday brunches and weekend tours together. But everything comes to a stand-still on one night, at a party, when she finds him in bed with another girl. Two years later, after she has made herself earn a secure place in one of the top and finest clothing brand company, locking away the secret and hurt deep inside her heart. But now Liam is back. And this time it's for the worse. Revenge is all they see and all that they want. But when Liam proposes marriage, Ashley is not ready to back out in order to prove herself. The marriage does bring them close, making Ashley question the truth of the past, but with enemies lurking around, how long can they stay together ? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ A/N : It's my first book and hence I'm just getting accustomed to all the new things on Wattpad. So please bear with me on this journey <3 Love, Candy ❤️ #thelitawards2019

Completed • First Draft - not edited. || "You gonna sit there all night?" Luka glances at me, smirking. I glare back. "I was enjoying the last few seconds of peace before having to spend an evening pretending to like you." "That's funny," he says, unbuckling his seatbelt. "Why?" I snap. "Because I was thinking the same thing." || The rules? Easy enough. 1. Pretend to be the perfect couple. 2. Keep it professional. 3. And whatever you do, don't. catch. feelings. Simple, right? Sofia Calloway never planned on going viral for throwing a drink in Luka Mikhaylov's face. But one video, one pissed-off hockey star, and one furious university later... she's suddenly stuck in a fake relationship with the guy she can't stand. He needs to clean up his image before the NHL draft. She needs the free tuition that comes with the deal. All they have to do is smile for the cameras, hold hands at the games, and act like they don't want to strangle each other. Then come the late-night arguments that last too long. The stolen glances that feel too dangerous. The moment where "pretend" starts looking way too real. Because when you break the rules, someone's bound to lose. And this time, it might be both of them.