A girl who had always lived a rich and happy life with her family, including her sister and brother, suddenly had her world turned upside down. A boy entered her life seeking revenge for his lover, who had been raped and left in a coma. Believing the girl was responsible for arranging the attack, he subjected her to physical and emotional abuse, making her life a living hell. However, over time, he began to fall in love with her. One day, he discovered the truth - she had nothing to do with the crime. Overcome with guilt, he tried to make amends, but she was deeply hurt and angry. Months passed as he repeatedly apologized for his actions. Eventually, the girl forgave him. Just as they began to rebuild their relationship, new enemies appeared, threatening their newfound love. Together, they overcame the obstacles, started a fresh chapter in their lives, and built a happy family.

The God Emperor's empire stands on the edge of ruin. The Empress is barren, and without an heir, the realm may fall. To save the throne, her servant Siora must secretly take her place in the Emperor's bed and conceive a child. If she fails, they all face death. If he discovers the truth, she will be executed. The fate of the empire now rests in her hands. Will the gods be on Siora's side and allow her to succeed? --- New updates every Tuesday

Stephanie Walker is eighteen, moving across the country from Los Angeles to New York to begin her dream: law school at NYU. A new city, a new home, new friends, new everything. She's excited, but sleepless nights, old wounds, and quiet struggles follow her everywhere. She wants to live like any other college student, to blend in, to feel normal, but life hasn't been simple, and surviving on her own is harder than she expected. Every late night, every study session, every solitary drive home reminds her that life doesn't come with easy answers. Some nights, she leans on quiet habits she'd never tell anyone about, just to make it to morning. Elena Shay is thirty-two, NYU's Dean and a respected law professor. Her life is built on control, precision, and endless responsibility. At work, she's commanding, elegant, untouchable. Outside it, she's soft, warm, and human, but never careless. Elena doesn't date casually; she doesn't waste time or energy on anything that isn't worth it. She's deliberate, certain, and careful... Until Stephanie. Stephanie isn't just another student. She's sharp, captivating, and unafraid to be herself in a way that draws Elena in deeper than it should. Suddenly, the carefully maintained line between professional and personal life begins to blur. The rules, the expectations, the life Elena's worked so hard to control all scream that nothing between them can ever happen. And yet, the pull becomes impossible to ignore. As their worlds collide, Stephanie discovers a side of life she's never dared to touch: warmth, comfort, attention, and desire from someone who sees her fully, not as a girl with a "rough" childhood, but as a woman. Together, Elena and Stephanie fall into chaos, vulnerability, and longing they didn't know they were missing. Every glance, every touch, and every moment carries risk. Risk of exposure, of judgment, of everything crashing down, all shaped by the choices resting in their hands.

In this Walking Dead fanfiction, Coen, a kind-hearted and skilled nurse, finds herself joining the group of survivors as they navigate the brutal world overrun by walkers. Despite the harshness of their reality, Coen's gentle nature brings a sense of calm and healing to the group, earning her their trust and affection. As she bonds with the others, she slowly becomes an integral part of their makeshift family. Among them is Daryl Dixon, whose tough exterior hides a vulnerable side that Coen is drawn to. As the two form a deep, unexpected connection, Coen discovers not only love but also a place to belong in a world filled with loss. Through trials, dangers, and moments of tenderness, she finds that even in the midst of chaos, there is room for hope and human connection. This fanfiction follows the TV show exclusively with the main character inserted. There will be a few original scenes and conversations to explore the main character more, however it sticks closely with the tv show. SLOW BURN Daryl Dixon/ fem oc

Y/n a single mother in a world that doesn't care if kids survive. He's a hunter with nothing left but instincts and scars. She's trying to build something soft in a world gone sharp. He's not sure he remembers how to hold anything without breaking it. A slow slow-burn starting in Season 2. Featuring found family, emotional healing, and a young girl who doesn't stop asking questions. Note: This fic contains violence, gore, and themes consistent with The Walking Dead. I'll do my best to include specific warnings at the start of chapters that contain more sensitive material. I do not own The Walking Dead or its characters. This story, including Ivy, Meg, and this interpretation of Y/n, are my original creations. Most of the images I use are AI-generated. 2025 Previously ranked: #1- normanreedus #1-hurt-comfort #1-Daryldixonxreader #1-thewalkingdead #1-readerinsert

Eloise grew up in the shadows of an illegal organization - trained, shaped, and scarred into the perfect weapon. Known for her temper and defiance, she was always the rebel among soldiers, the flame that refused to die out no matter how much they tried to break her. But when Cassandra - the cold, calculating leader of the organization - chooses Eloise as her Chosen, everything changes. Whether it's out of spite, fascination, or the desire to mold her into something unrecognizable, Cassandra turns Eloise's rebellion into a game. A dangerous game of power and control. Of loyalty and obsession. Of love that burns as much as it destroys. Because in a world built on violence and lies, being Chosen doesn't mean being saved. It means being owned. And Eloise is about to learn that even the strongest flames can be trapped in glass. - a new whole different ride my lovelies a/n

Some mistakes don't end when you grow up. They wait. Ichiro once convinced himself that what he did was survival.. that choosing himself over Emily was inevitable, excusable, even justified. He let the world believe a lie, and for ten years, that lie became the foundation of his success. Now she is back. Emily is no longer the woman he remembers. She is composed, untouchable, and finally free of the past he never escaped. She belongs to a life he was never invited into.. a future where his name is no longer spoken with longing, but with quiet closure. Ichiro tells himself he wants redemption. What he feels is possession. With his intelligence, his wealth, and the calculated confidence of a man who has never been denied, he begins to close in.. testing boundaries, rewriting narratives, convincing himself that love can be reclaimed if he is willing to do whatever it takes. But love taken is not love returned. Mistaken is a story of obsession disguised as devotion, of power mistaken for love, and of a woman who must decide whether forgiveness is an act of grace.. or the beginning of another loss. Will Ichiro succeed in taking her back? Or will this time, the mistake finally belong to him alone?

Janeisha "Neisha" Bambi has always survived by keeping a low profile. She don't get caught up in the kind of business that comes with bodies, secrets, and street names that echo. But all it takes is one night-one favor for her best friend-to slide her straight into the orbit of Seven "Saint" Carter. Saint is discipline wrapped in menace. A man the streets don't just respect,they fear. The type Neisha promised herself she'd never look at twice. He doesn't chase, beg, or explain. Yet somehow, he does all of this for her. And when that calm, unreadable gaze settles on Neisha, her careful world starts to crack. Now Saint's patience is running out, Neisha's defenses are falling apart and the pull between them is starting to feel less like a choice and more like fate. He's trying to shield her from the life he lives. She's trying to decide if loving him is salvation or self-destruction.

"Don't ever let me smell another man on you Kitten." He pinned me up against the wall holding my hands above my head. "You are mine.... Only mine." ------------------------------------- Rafael Santigo Montez, heir to The Montez Mafia. On the streets he's known as The Shiv. Deadly with his hands and even deadlier with a blade in them, he is not the one to fuck with. Isadora Fiorella Cortez, a feisty little new comer that has just applied to work for a strip club called The Silver Paw. Little does she know that not only is her boss panty dropping hot, but he's in the mafia. Tables take a turn when she bumps into him on her first night working as a server. •••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• (This is my book from Chapters Interactive Stories. Since the writing style is different on that app, I had to adjust and make a few minor changes.) Kitten has over 1 million reads on Chapters! I'm so over the moon that they love it so much and I hope you guys love it too! Please do not copy my book! I worked hard on it and would appreciate it if you didnt steal my work.