FOR THE LATEST CHAPTERS PLEASE VISIT megajivetranslations.wordpress.com A visually impaired fortune teller who had set up stall at the entrance of the alleyway once told me, "Your love life is destined to be tragically entangled with a man, and it will not come to a good end." My payment to him was a half-drank soda can stuffed into his hands. I walked away with an air of indignation. "Hey, you haven't paid!" His yelling was still audible from a few blocks away. Are you for real, you could not even tell if your customer is a man or a woman, what fortune can you possibly tell? Count yourself lucky I did not thrash your stall. Sitting here at the train station, with my cheeks swelling into the size of a pig's head, disheveled clothes, both hands empty, I recalled the words of the fortune teller. I regret not paying my dues and a bit more to him. It is a pity before today, I have been living the life of a fool. Not only did I not redeem myself from being involved with a man, I did not discern that I will never come to a good end........ ~ My story is dedicated to everyone who have entered my life, those who stayed and those who left. One of my favorite poet said: "There is a story, the one and only story that deserves to be told in its entirety." To me, this is exactly what I need to tell. ~

William is one of T-pop's brightest stars - adored by millions, flawless onstage, and endlessly smiling. But behind the fame, he's hiding a secret: a worsening condition that makes his body weaker day by day. He refuses to show his pain to the world. After all, idols aren't allowed to fade - they're expected to shine until the very end. Est is a young doctor who once believed he could save everyone - until the day he lost his first love on the operating table. Since then, he's kept his heart locked away, blaming himself, burying his grief in long shifts and quiet guilt. He no longer believes in healing - at least, not for himself. They meet by chance, under fading streetlights, when William collapses and Est rushes to his side. One saves with his hands. The other saves with his voice. But in the hour between sunset and night - In that quiet, aching twilight - They begin to save each other. A williamest fanfic Separate reality from fiction

"Hard times create strong men" this was what Siddharth's life was all about. Losing his parents at a mere age of 10 then surviving alone in this world was difficult for him but he handled it with a smile on his face. On the other side, "born with a silver spoon" Varun, was the only heir of Rathod's. Craves nothing but love. Was abused throughout his life by his own father. Is socially awkward and tries to be alone all the time. What happens when Siddharth comes in Varun's life as knight in shining armour?? How their lives will take 360° turn?? Peep in to know more;) A LGBT fanfiction. Comments and constructive criticism is welcomed.