a collection of heartwarming one shots consisting of fuzzy romantic snippets, which can compel you to grab a mug of coffee and enjoy them while sipping the sweetness of the coffee resonating with the moments you read! oh and also, cliché alert! that is because, these snippets have been written to dwell inside those warm fuzzy feelings of cute romance and picture ourselves being the protagonists of the scenes we only read in some stories and wished, how we were those characters!

--- Story Title: Rainy Days and Mangoes With You --- Description: "Rainy Days and Mangoes With You" is a quiet, emotional tale about love, sacrifice, and starting over. When Jihwan and Mun leave behind their lives in Seoul in search of stability for their family, they discover that home isn't built on money or success-it's grown in the soil of shared struggle and unconditional love. From chasing dreams beneath papaya trees to facing the ache of returning home with empty pockets, this story follows two fathers, their children, and the unbreakable bond that carries them through. Poetic, tender, and deeply human, this is a love letter to resilience, chosen family, and the sweetness of mangoes on rainy days.

After your sister became really sick, your life turned around by 180 degrees. You didn't have the best childhood, so her illness only made it worse. You wanted to dissapear from this world, but you didn't want your sister to die. Your only friend managed to find a building of the SCP foundation in your city hidden from everyone and told you about that. You have decided to sacrifice yourself so your sister can live. But will it be the end for you? Or beginning of something new? Something, that you would never expect. SCP foundation its logo don't belong to me. The reader will be conciderated as a male, but you can change the male preferences to female ones while reading, if that's your will. Just to clarify: There is a huge chance, that the number 5205 may be taken in the future. I have used this number before it was taken.

𝚁𝚎𝚒𝚐𝚗 𝚖𝚎𝚊𝚗𝚜 𝙿𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚛. 𝙸𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚒 𝚖𝚎𝚊𝚗𝚜 𝙶𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚎. 𝚃𝚘𝚐𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚑𝚘𝚕𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚠𝚘, 𝙿𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙶𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚎.

Londyn talks too much, pushes too many buttons, and never knows when to walk away. Aries doesn't say much at all. Somewhere between jealousy, late-night arguments, and trouble that refuses to stay gone, the two of them find themselves tangled in something deeper than either expected. And the more they try to ignore it, the harder it becomes to pretend it isn't real.

Book 3- of His Series For all those curvy girls who just wanted to be loved, to those who are drawn together by fate, in ways they may never understand. Here's to the love found not just by chance but by destiny. _____________________________________ Shivansh Singh Rathore: 29, took over his father's position as a mafia king, the eldest son- cold and ruthless mafia king, feared by all who know his name. His power is undeniable, his identity known to everyone, yet his heart remains loyal only to his family. "𝑯𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒍𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒍𝒅, 𝒅𝒆𝒗𝒐𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒎𝒚 𝒇𝒂𝒎𝒊𝒍𝒚." Amisha Rao: 24, a sweet and resilient young woman facing challenges at home. Often judged for her appearance and disliked by many, yet she finds solace in her secret life as an anonymous writer, where her true voice shines through despite the darkness surrounding her. "𝑰 𝒄𝒂𝒏'𝒕 𝒍𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒑𝒂𝒊𝒏, 𝒊𝒕 𝒉𝒖𝒓𝒕𝒔 𝒎𝒆, 𝒑𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒆 𝒎𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒊𝒕 𝒃𝒆𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒓." _______________ In a world where destinies collide, Shivansh Singh Rathore, a ruthless mafia king, and Amisha Rao, a sweet yet misunderstood young woman, find their lives unexpectedly intertwined. As secrets unravel and challenges arise, they must navigate their complex realities and confront what destiny has in store for them.

"Treat my wound" he said, laying down on the cold floor of the maid's room in his mansion. "B...but it's too deep. I can't... you need to go to the hospital, sir" the maid replied, her lips trembling, tears pooling in her eyes. "Do it" he said calmly, no trace of pain on his face as he turned his back toward her, his skin carved with wounds. With shaking hands, she stepped closer, the first-aid kit clutched tightly. Tears slid down her cheeks as she began treating him. He lay there on the floor, careless of dignity, of blood, of the world, his eyes fixed on her. And in them lived something forbidden... something powerful enough to destroy everything. He asked her to treat his wounds. But what he truly wanted... was for her to heal him. And she...she was forbidden to even think of him. Forget healing him. What will happen when a sinister mafia becomes obsessed with his maid? Will a soft, pure-hearted girl fall in love with the man the world fears to even look at? Read the story to find out what destiny has planned for them.

original short story

𝐑𝐢𝐝𝐚 𝐱 𝐏𝐫𝐚𝐤𝐡𝐚𝐫 "𝘏𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘮 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘷𝘪𝘷𝘦.𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘣𝘦𝘢𝘵 𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘪𝘭𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦.𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘺 𝘩𝘢𝘴 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘴" 𝙍𝙞𝙙𝙖 𝙏𝙝𝙖𝙠𝙪𝙧-mature & heartbreakingly kind.She spent her life trying to survive the ghosts of past she never asked for.With amber eyes that hold storms & silence & a heart full of warmth, she's everything he refuses to believe in.She has been called curse yet she still chooses love over hate. 𝙋𝙧𝙖𝙠𝙝𝙖𝙧 𝙎𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙝 𝙍𝙖𝙩𝙝𝙤d-Cold.Calculated.Dangerous-a storm in human form.He was never supposed to be hers.Yet, fate bound them in a marriage built on misunderstanding, bitterness, and secrets.He's vowed never to fall for illusions like love.Especially not with the woman tied to the darkness that destroyed his family. ~ He believes she's the reason behind his family's ruin. She's the girl who watched hers fall apart-powerless to stop it. 𝘏𝘈𝘛𝘌 𝘐𝘕𝘎𝘕𝘐𝘛𝘌𝘋 𝘛𝘏𝘌𝘐𝘙 𝘑𝘖𝘜𝘙𝘕𝘌𝘠. 𝘓𝘖𝘝𝘌 𝘔𝘐𝘎𝘏𝘛 𝘉𝘌 𝘛𝘏𝘌𝘐𝘙 𝘙𝘜𝘐𝘕. 𝘈𝘕𝘋 𝘗𝘈𝘚𝘛 ? 𝘐𝘛 𝘏𝘈𝘚 𝘚𝘞𝘖𝘙𝘕 𝘛𝘖 𝘕𝘌𝘝𝘌𝘙 𝘓𝘌𝘛 𝘛𝘏𝘌𝘔 𝘍𝘐𝘕𝘋 𝘗𝘌𝘈𝘊𝘌. But when buried lies begin to surface & past enemies rise again.Will the masks finally fall?Will the truth set them free or destroy them both? Two souls. One destiny.A history soaked in blood, betrayal & love that refuses to die. Step into the world of Rida-where every heartbeat hides a secret,glance is a war, and love might just be the deadliest thing of all.

When a man finds a xenomorph hurt and unconscious and takes care of it, the two form the best bond man has ever seen.