He was only 16 years old... a boy with eyes full of nothing but love and innocence. He loved drawing little worlds on paper, loved old cartoons that made him giggle softly, loved clutching his favorite teddy bears against his chest whenever the nights felt too loud. The outside world was never something he truly understood. To him, people were supposed to be kind. Words were supposed to mean exactly what they said. Love was supposed to feel safe. His world was small just his brother, his home, his routines, and the quiet comfort of familiarity. But the real world was nothing like the one inside his head. It was cruel. Manipulative. Rotten beneath smiling faces. And Ishan never saw the monster coming. One person entered his life, and suddenly everything turned dark. The colors in his drawings faded. The cartoons stopped making him laugh. Even his room no longer felt safe at night. He didn't understand what was happening to him. He didn't understand why his chest hurt whenever footsteps came closer... why his hands trembled... why his body froze in fear. He wanted to tell someone. He tried so many times. But the words would never come out properly. Because Ishan was different. Because he was scared. Because he didn't even fully understand what was happening around him. How he was being caged by a monster. A devil. He only knew that something felt wrong... and that every day the darkness kept swallowing more of him whole. So he stayed quiet. Until.........

(A girl from our world dies and gets reincarnated in the Harry Potter universe as Harry Potter.) ____________ She died. Alone, quiet, forgotten by the world she loved so much. And woke up in a cupboard under the stairs. Except the name they called her wasn't her own, it was Harry Potter. Y/N L/N, a girl from our world, has been reincarnated into the body of The Boy Who Lived. She remembers everything: the books, the battles, the endings. But fate never plays fair, and something has gone terribly wrong. Magic clings to her like a shadow. The timeline is breaking. And the moment she touches the Slytherin consort ring, Death himself begins to whisper. She calls him Morte. He calls her his. And then he gave her/him a new name, Hades Peverell. But Death isn't the only one watching. There's another soul, ancient, fractured, forgotten, haunting the shadows of Hogwarts. Tom Riddle. Still insatiable. Still hungry for power. And the moment he senses her... he knows. He has something special about his aura. He's something more than what he seems from the outside. And he's not letting him go. ___________ DISCLAIMER: Harry Potter belongs to J.K.Rowling!!

Kurozawa Rikudou was never supposed to exist in this world-but fate doesn't ask permission. Transmigrated into the universe of My Hero Academia, he arrives with memories of the future and a heart already broken by what he knows will befall one boy. Izuku Midoriya. Ridiculed. Beaten. Shattered. But not this time. He won't let it happen again. Not to him. Not ever. Let the world burn-if that's what it takes.

Sometimes, just one person can make a huge difference in your life. They can even make it worth living. "I don't know how I would have stayed sane in a world like this, without you here by my side." What if there was someone else in the Sweet home apartments. Someone that had more of the answers everyone was looking for. A new friend for many, maybe more for another. Who knows, when the world changes drastically as it does in this bittersweet home. Jun-seo is a man burned by the machine that tried to break him; he answers the world's cruelty by becoming its shield. Brutal where he must be, gentle where he can, and willing to lose himself to keep one small, fragile person from being alone.

Book 2, read Family first A perfect prey for a psychopathic predator. A quiet boy with a scarred face, broken bones and countless bruises, locked behind dormitory doors. A boy who still yearned for those who had abandoned him. A boy who whispered to someone who wasn't there. Lies can only run so deep. Every river will dry up in the end. But how much will Leo have to drown before the truth comes to light? And will he remain the same? *** Nikolai would protect him. Even if it meant breaking him in the process. Teo had been the beginning. Leo would be the end. NOT A BOYXBOY BOOK

Adam Tressler, a bitter, lonely and paranoid movie star who is terrified of being outed and hates paparazzi beyond reason, takes revenge on a young man that broke into his home where he managed to snap photos of Adam in a compromising sexual situation with another man. Ben Keating, a goodhearted, down on his luck paparazzi breaks into a movie star's home out of sheer desperation where, after getting knocked out by a bodyguard, he awakens to discover that the heroic, charming actor is not at all what he appears to be on the screen. DISCLAIMER: This story is a work of fiction and designed solely to entertain. It does not promote toxic relationships, nor is it meant to belittle or romanticize rape, domestic abuse, suicidal thoughts, depression, anxiety, eating disorders, addictions, or any other sensitive subject. If you or anyone you know is suffering from any of these, please don't be afraid to reach out. You're not alone and there is help. Please get in touch with the local hotline of your country which can be found online, or speak to your friends and loved ones. Stay strong. (this story was inspired by Jinx)

READ BEFORE PROCEEDING ⚠️ This story contains dark themes, non-consensual elements, psychological trauma, and heavy emotional. Minors DNI. Please read responsibly and take care of yourself. If you're here for soft romance - this is not that place.🖤 Welcome to the dark He was running as fast as his legs would carry him, breath tearing out of his chest, silent tears blurring the corridor ahead. His feet slipped. His knees buckled. He hit the floor hard. Hands seized him from behind before he could crawl away. Another grip forced his face up, fingers tangled painfully in his hair, holding him still. A voice in front of him curved into a smile he couldn't see but could feel. "Oh, dear," the man said softly. "You know I don't like it when you try to run." Another presence loomed closer, close enough for him to feel breath against his skin, "So scared," the second voice murmured. "You always are." He leaned down towards his neck and sniffled him and murmured,"Mm... You smell so nice, just like... wet soil after rain." His body began to shake uncontrollably. Tears spilled freely now, unchecked, soaking into his collar. The struggle drained out of him-not because he wanted to stop, but because he no longer had the strength to keep fighting. His fingers loosened around the fabric of his own shirt. Not surrender. Just exhaustion.

After the fall of Fontaine's Hydro Archon, Furina finds herself in Gotham city, a place far from the world she once knew. She seeks neither choir nor crown in this new world, only silence enough to grieve a life that was always a trial. But can she hide from a city that sees all? ─────── P/s: English is not my first language, and I wrote this for fun because I was bored and ran out of stuff to read. Also I still don't know how can yall find this fic on wattpad but hey, welcome XD

Ever since the day I sent Max home from work because I thought he was slacking, only to find out he was suffering from a migraine, I've been unable to stay away from him. He's sweet, a little shy, and he's so eager to please. When we're in a meeting together and he fails to tell me he's suffering from yet another migraine and almost passes out from the pain, our whirlwind romance begins. I want to take care of him as badly as I need to take my next breath. But Max is hiding a lot of secrets--dangerous secrets. He's in desperate need of protection. And my obsession with him makes me the perfect man for the job.

A once happy family, now drifting apart. People who hate him with a burning passion but love his twin. Just what happened to make them drift apart and why do they hate him? Aren't they supposed to love each other? Aren't they supposed to be family? Join Leonardo on his journey of abuse and suffering at the hands of his own family, who despise him with every fibre of their being. What happens when they cross a line? Will they be able to fix what has been broken? Disclaimer, I personally think there's a lot of cringe moments here, including dialogue and minor plot holes. Will edit at some point... Enjoy!!