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𝐇𝐨𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐲 𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐚 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫. 𝐈𝐭 𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐚 𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐠𝐞𝐭. Emerald Sawyer has always been my home. She saw something in me when everyone else saw a hockey goon who could barely read. When the world called me stupid, she called me capable. Her faith built me in ways my father's cruelty never could. Now I'm Hayden "Haymaker" Sawyer-the league's most feared enforcer. My violence goes viral. My fists pay the bills. Every hit, every fight, every autograph, every deal-I told myself I was doing it all for her. Somewhere along the way, I stopped seeing what it was costing our marriage. I let my agent handle the business so I could focus on the game. I ignored the threats and harassment. The fans who hated her simply for being mine. When Emerald tried to show me how cruel it had gotten, I told her it didn't matter. That I would always keep her safe. I was wrong. The losses piled up. The fans turned vicious. My temper snapped, and with one ugly moment, I pushed away the only person who has ever truly loved me. Then, while I was smiling for the cameras, my wife was brutally attacked by a fan wearing my jersey. Now I see everything too late. I want blood from every single person who touched her. And the deeper I dig, the clearer it becomes that none of this was random. My agent, Rick Fox, has been pulling the strings for far too long. I'll do whatever it takes to bring down the people who came for my wife, earn back the woman I love, and prove that this time, I won't fail her again. Because Emerald Sawyer is my home, my heart, my everything.

Best friends. Strangers. Lovers? Some hearts never forget... even when the mind tries to." Starting a new life in college is everyone's dream. Turn over a new leaf. Forget everything that happened in the past. That's what I did or at least that's what I thought. He was my everything once. Now he's a stranger and every glance reminds me why I never forgot him. ************************* This is a contemporary romance Tropes Childhood Best friends to strangers to lovers. College romance Second chance Angst/yearning/Grovelling She falls first, he falls harder Friendship ***********************""

Jeon Jungkook. Chief of the city's most elite force. A True Blood Alpha whose name alone demands silence. He does not hesitate. He does not misjudge. And he does not let emotions interfere with the law he swore to protect. To his officers-he is discipline. To criminals-he is inevitability. To the system-he is its strongest pillar. Everything in his world is controlled. Measured. Unbreakable. Until- Kim Taehyung. A detective unlike any other. Brilliant, instinctive... and dangerously emotional. He doesn't follow rules-he challenges them. He doesn't suppress his feelings-he fights with them. And when pushed to the edge- he becomes something even Jungkook cannot predict. Where Jungkook is control- Taehyung is chaos. Where Jungkook calculates- Taehyung feels. Two forces never meant to coexist. Yet fate binds them- not just as Chief and subordinate... but as Alpha and Omega. And that is where everything begins to break. Because when duty demands restraint, and love demands surrender- something has to give. In a world of high-stakes missions, blood-soaked decisions, and fragile control- one moment of weakness can destroy everything Jungkook built. And Taehyung- is that weakness. But he is also- the only one who can bring the mighty Chief to his knees. This is not just a story of love. This is a collision- between law and instinct, discipline and desire, power and surrender. And when their worlds finally crash- nothing remains untouched. Fluff ✔️✔️✔️✔️ Drama ✔️✔️✔️✔️ Angst? (I might not go more hard. Let's see) Smut 😊 well! A Love story. Profile photo credit goes to it's real owner. Credit to the owner of the profile photo

"When huayong already give up his love for shaoyou" He lowered his gaze, lips trembling. "...Okay." Shaoyou blinked. "What?" Huayong slowly pulled his wrist away, voice barely a breath. "S-Sorry for being annoying....." a single tear slipped in huayong eyes. "I'll stop now shaoyou, I'm sorry again"

දේහ වර්ණ ලග භාවනාවක් වාගේ ඔය රූ.....

🌷 daily updates 🌷 (not sure tho)Taehyung barely has time to react before he's shoved back against the wall , A hand grips his collar, hard. The cold press of a gun slides under his throat, tilting his head up Jungkook!? Too close. Too angry. Too controlled. "Miss me?" Jungkook murmurs, voice low, almost calm, but his grip says otherwise. Taehyung lets out a quiet breath, unfazed. "Get it off me." The gun presses harder., "Still ordering me around?" Jungkook scoffs softly. "You really didn't learn anything." Taehyung's eyes flick up to meet his. Steady. Challenging. "I said move it." Jungkook's jaw tightens, something dark flashing in his gaze. He leans in, the gun pushing higher against Taehyung's throat, forcing him to stay still."You think you get to walk around like nothing happened?" he says, voice dropping. "Like you don't belong anywhere?" "I don't belong to you," Taehyung replies coldly. Silence. Then Jungkook laughs,Low. Dangerous. Unhinged."Wrong" His grip tightens in Taehyung's collar, pulling him closer until there's no space left between them. "You were mine before you learned to leave," Jungkook mutters, eyes locked onto his like he's daring him to deny it.,Taehyung doesn't look away. "People aren't things to own." Jungkook's smile fades, replaced by something darker "I don't care." The gun presses harder, right under his throat now."I'll ruin you," he says quietly. "Break whatever you've built, tear apart whoever you think you are" A pause. His voice drops to a whisper ,His thumb brushes against Taehyung's collarbone, slow, possessive, like he already owns the space "Hate me," another inch closer "But don't pretend you're free from the pain you've caused me" Virgin taekook No cheating Angst (a lotte) No skin ship with others (not sure) U don't like it don't read it , at least don't leave hate comments Morally gray 🩶 jk's character Well ig that's all for today 🩷🦩

it's a yizhan story... this story will break you heart so be ready fellows...

ආදරණිය tulip මලක් වටා ගෙතුන ලස්සන කතාවක්...🌷

Jungkook pov : I was never supposed to hope.. Not when our marriage was nothing more than a deal... Not when his silence said more than his words ever did. I believed one thing from the very beginning that I was just a name on paper, a signature that gave him what he wanted. My father's land. And maybe... that's all I ever was to him. He never stopped me. Never asked me to stay. Never looked at me like I belonged beside him. But there is still something that pulls me towards him.

Liam and Lexi fall in love before they ever meet. When they see each other, the bond between them doesn't hesitate. It snaps into place-unmistakable, permanent, and consuming. A mating bond neither of them can deny. Their connection solidifies in pieces-voices in the dark, shared confessions, laughter that feels intimate. Liam chooses Lexi openly. He builds a life beside her, shares a bed, a home, a future that feels real in his hands. He loves her with devotion, with tenderness, with the certainty of someone who knows she is his. And still-Knox is always there. Knox is Liam's best friend, his brother in everything but blood, the one he has protected since childhood. For a long time, Knox's pain is loud and needy, and even as he begins to heal, Liam doesn't know how to stop making room for him. So he keeps inviting him in. Into their home. Into their routines. Into the quiet spaces where Lexi thought it would finally be just the two of them. Liam never sees it as choosing Knox over Lexi. To him, it's loyalty. Habit. Love that existed first. To Lexi, it feels like being mated-yet never fully alone with her mate. This is a story about a bond that is unbreakable-and a boundary that keeps being crossed. About loving someone who means well, but doesn't realize that presence can be a kind of betrayal. About learning that choosing your mate isn't a single decision-it's something you have to do every day, especially when the past keeps knocking at the door.

පොදු හතුරෙක් පසුපස හඹා යන හතුරන් දෙදෙනෙකුගේ ප්‍රේමාන්දරය......🖤 "මගෙ රතු නෙලුම...." - Kavith Manura Arjan - "මම ආදරෙයි අයියෙ...මගෙ මුලු ආත්මෙන් ම ආදරෙයි..." - Dinuja Induwara Hasanjana - මෙය හුදෙක් ප්‍රබන්ධයක් පමණි, මෙහි එන සමහර සංකල්ප පරිකල්පනය මත පදනම් වූ ඒවා වේ....🚫

​"A single smile cost me my heart,a second smile gave me back my own. He once told me I was beautiful when my laugh was real-not forced, not tensed, just a pure, belly-aching joy. ​But then the tide turned. Now, he says my voice irks him and my crooked teeth annoy him. He calls me a vampire, claiming my pale skin and unaligned smile do nothing but drain the joy from the room. It's funny-he thinks I'm the one sucking the life out of him, when he's the one who took the bite out of me.". 🖇️📍All copyright reserves to @Adhuni 2026

Ellie spent years rebuilding her life after public humiliation, loss, and betrayal at the hands of Renzo Bellavere - the golden boy who destroyed her family and never looked back. Now fate has bound them together. In a world where mates are sacred and refusal is taboo, Ellie must navigate a bond she never consented to, a society that demands compliance, and a man who believes destiny absolves everything he's done. This is not a story about instant forgiveness. It's about autonomy. About survival. And about what it takes to reclaim yourself when even fate is against you. FYI: this story explores mating bonds in an everyday world very similar to ours. They are not werewolves or vampires. Just humans with mating bonds!

Everyone at Siam University knows Freen Sarocha Chankimha. Third-year Architecture student. Campus flirt. Certified heartbreaker. The girl who winks at you on a Monday and ruins your entire week without even trying. She is loud, effortlessly charming, and treats life like one long performance that everyone is lucky to watch. At least - that is the version everyone knows. Becky Armstrong has known Freen her whole life and cannot stand her. Her sister Charlotte's best friend. Always in their living room. Always with that ridiculous grin. Always joking when she should be serious, laughing when she should be quiet, and somehow - somehow- always there. Becky has made her position very clear. Freen is careless. Freen is exhausting. Freen needs to find somewhere else to be. What Becky does not know - what she has never been told - is that behind every joke and every easy smile, Freen Sarocha Chankimha is the most careful person in any room she enters. Careful not to want too much. Careful not to stay too long. Careful, above everything else, not to let Becky Armstrong see that she has been quietly, helplessly, hopelessly in love with her since they were five years old. --- This is the story of two girls who grew up in the same world and saw each other completely differently. It is slow. It is stubborn. It is occasionally hidden inside a laundry cupboard. It is enemies to something-that-feels-a-lot-like-friendship, and friends to something that neither of them has a safe word for yet. It has a park bench that changes everything, a boy who deserved exactly what he got, and a first kiss that one of them will start and neither of them will forget. It also has a shadow - quiet, patient, unnoticed - that has been there longer than anyone realised. --- Some people love loudly. Freen loved in silence for fourteen years. It was Becky who finally made her stop. Original Story!! Inspired by my own thoughts 💬 💬 😁😍🤣

He was a scholarship student with soft eyes and quiet dreams. The other was power, fear, and cruelty wrapped in privilege. What began as bullying that shattered dignity turned into a journey of guilt, growth, and slow redemption. Through pain, silence, regret, and time, two broken souls are forced to confront the damage of the past and the possibility of healing. This is not a love story born from kindness.It is a love earned through change, patience, and choice. • He broke him once & spent a lifetime learning how not to. • From fear to forgiveness, from silence to love. • Not a fairytale. A redemption. A slowburn BL filled with angst, accountability, emotional depth, and a hard-won happy ending-where love doesn't erase wounds, but learns how to live with them.

Since we first got together, his parents have become like my own. They always told me to come straight to them if he ever misbehaved. I don't think he listened.

At the top of the city stands a hospital built on legacy, silence, and impossible expectations. Kim Taehyung was raised inside its walls. A surgical prodigy, beautiful and untouchable, heir to a name that demands perfection. His hands never shake. His voice never rises. Grief taught him control, and control became his armor. In the operating room, he is precise, fearless, almost inhuman. Outside it, he is closed glass, reflecting the world without letting it in. Then Jeon Jungkook arrives. New. Alexithymic . Brilliant in ways that do not announce themselves. He speaks rarely, and when he does, he speaks only truth. He sees patterns others miss, hears what machines cannot say, and feels the world too loudly to pretend otherwise. He does not flirt. He does not soften. He does not know how to name what happens inside his chest when Taehyung stands too close. Their connection is not loud. It is surgical. Silence stretches between them like a held breath. Hands move in perfect sync. Eyes linger one second too long. Jungkook learns Taehyung's rhythm before he learns his smile. Taehyung learns Jungkook's tells before he learns his fears. "You disrupt my thinking," Jungkook says once. It is the closest thing to a confession either of them has ever known. In a place where mistakes cost lives and emotions are liabilities, desire becomes dangerous. Love is not soft here. It is restraint. It is trust. It is choosing not to cross a line even when every instinct begs you to. Because some fires do not roar. They burn steady, quiet, and consuming. And when glass finally cracks, it does not shatter gently. Top Kook Bottom Tae

He didn't just see him. He claimed him. Han Jisung was just a ramen shop worker-loud, chaotic, and painfully average. Until one wrong turn lands him face-to-face with Lee Know: the city's most feared mafia boss, standing over a corpse with blood on his hands and a smirk on his lips. But Minho doesn't kill him. He falls obsessively, dangerously, possessively in love-on sight. And decides then and there: "You're mine. My bride. My property. Try to run... I'll enjoy the chase." ◇Side ships◇ - Hyunlix - Chanmin

" කෙනෙක්ගෙ ජීවිතේ හැමදේකදිම පළවෙනියා වෙනවා කියන එක..ඒක හුඟක් අමාරු දෙයක් ඉවෝන්..ඒත් උඹ ඒක කළා.." _මුලු ජීවිතයම අභිරහස්කාරී වූ ඔහුගේත්...ඔහුගේ ජීවිතයේ සියල් තැන්හිම ප්රථමයා වූ ඔහුගේත් ආත්මගත චාරිකාවේ ප්රථම දිගහැරුම_ සාමාන්යයයි වගේ පෙනුණට...නැහැ...එහෙම නැහැ.... : : " 1'st Person "

In a world where fate creates unexpected bonds two lives take an unexpected turn. Veer Singhania a reserved and work-driven CEO never imagined himself falling in love. But when destiny ties him to Aarav Rawat, a warm-hearted doctor their journey unfolds in ways neither expected. Will love find its way between cold walls and warm glances or will their differences pull them apart? Meanwhile in the high-stakes world of covert investigations, another fire burns. Vansh and Ayaan, the National Investigation Bureau's top field agents, are sworn enemies, trapped in a cycle of hatred. But one reckless night changes everything. In a battle where emotions can be the deadliest weapon will they destroy each other... or surrender to a love they never saw coming? Two worlds. Two love stories. One twist of fate. Will love win? "Mujhse shaadi karke pachtaa rahe ho na?"---- Veer "Pachtana to tab padta... agar aap mere liye badalne ki koshish na karte."---- Aarav "Tu sirf meri ek zaroorat hai... samjha? Sirf ek zaroorat. Aur jab zaroorat puri ho jaati hai na toh use sambhala nahi jaata... seedha fek diya jaata hai."---- Vansh "Kya hua? Zaroorat kab aadat ban gayi pata hi nahi chala? Aur jab aadat hadd se zyada lag jaati hai na... toh woh aadmi ko barbaad kar deti hai."---- Ayaan ----------------------×----------------------- **************************************************** This is a work of fiction. All characters and events are purely imaginary. If you're not comfortable with such content please feel free to skip it.