Истории Bitter-sweet

You attracted the attention of some strange individuals... Good luck. (MOST CHAPTERS WILL BE ONESHOTS, SOME MAY GET SEQUELS. FEEL FREE TO REQUEST.) Cover is Kisara from Engage Kiss.

In the glittering sprawl of Abuja's elite circles, Amani is a vibrant force of curiosity and rebellion, drawn to the shadows others fear. When she crosses paths with Arfat-a brilliant, enigmatic man with a darkness he keeps carefully masked-her intrigue threatens to consume them both. Arfat is controlled, untouchable, and entirely uninterested in playing by anyone's emotional rules. But Amani isn't like the others. She isn't afraid of him-and that makes her dangerous. As their worlds collide in a dance of temptation, secrets, and unravelling control, Amani begins to see the cracks in Arfat's armour, and what lies beneath is both beautiful and terrifying. But love, when touched by darkness, is never simple. It is a plunge into the unknown. An abyss you choose. And sometimes, just sometimes, what you find at the bottom is light.

⊱ ━━━━.⋅ εïз ⋅.━━━━ ⊰ "What's that?" she reached up for him, his face in her palm as she examined whatever was there. She pressed on it, and it kind of stung. "Did that hurt?" "Not really," he muttered. "Are you sure?" and he nodded. "It looks a bit swollen. It might've come from when you hit the ground or, something... I don't even know. It's just a small bruise, though, so I guess it's okay?" "Thanks, Doctor," he teased, and she pouted, the warmth of her skin leaving as she settled back into her seat. "How is it my fault you like to fight?" She crossed her arms in front of her chest, and he fully leaned in. His hand was no longer on the edge of the back cushions; rather, it had moved to her thigh. "How is it my fault you look good tonight?" he whispered in her ear. "Girls like you make me love to fight." ⋆𐙚₊˚⊹♡ After leaving his short-term relationship with his next-door neighbour, Grey scrambles to find the remaining pieces of the largest puzzle that he was born into: his life- only to trample over a tiny, tiny thing. It was a misstep, really... he'd never meant to stumble into her that day. Now he did, he could never let her go. After moving to a new place in her new town of Hazelwood Heights, July came to find new connections and new beginnings... She didn't intend to make the school's bad boy her friend, or her boyfriend, God forbid. But the tides were quickly changing in their newfound friendship, and through good or for worse, through thick and thin, they'd go through it together, right? ⊱ ━━━━.⋅ εïз ⋅.━━━━ ⊰ BEST RANKS! (So far) #1 in #newauthor #77 in #fiction #233 in #mysterious

The world didn't end with an explosion. It ended with silence. Continuity The world believes heroes are measured by strength. Y/N believes they are measured by what they refuse to let break. When a war threatens to tear society apart, she becomes the quiet center holding everyone together - heroes and villains alike. Carrying Arc, a power that restores rather than destroys, she walks a line between salvation and self-sacrifice... and she refuses to let attachment be called weakness. But the final war does not care about ideals. As love deepens, loyalties fracture, and the cost of saving everyone becomes devastatingly personal, Y/N is forced to cross a line she swore she never would. Some victories don't end in applause. Some end in silence. And sometimes... the light doesn't disappear. It settles. This is a My Hero Academia fanfiction. I do not own My Hero Academia or its characters. All rights belong to Kohei Horikoshi. I only own my original character (Y/N), the concept of Arc, and the original plot elements written in this story. Y/N is not meant to be perfect. She is meant to grow. And growth is terrifying. It is okay to be afraid of becoming something bigger than you were. It is okay to fear the weight of responsibility, love, or change. Continuity is a story about choosing anyway.

A story for a new life in a new country.

Heliox is a city that never stops moving. Maglev trains cut through glowing districts. Neon lights never fade. And the next generation is already learning how to build the future. Fifteen-year-old Naomi spends most of her time designing robots, skating through crowded stations, and trying to keep up with the brilliant city around her. Her best friend Rika is the opposite- she's brilliant and full of light. But Heliox is bigger than both of them. Across the city's districts, their lives begin to intersect with others chasing their own ambitions: a quiet automotive prodigy, a reckless guitarist who understands electricity like rhythm, a relentless hockey player who refuses to slow down, and a photographer and bomb enthusiast who sees the city through a lens no one else has. Together they build, experiment, argue, and dream about the future waiting for them. For a while, it feels like nothing could stop them. Until one day, everything does. In a city that never slows down, the hardest thing to learn might be how to keep moving forward when someone you love is suddenly gone. Because the future isn't just about sharp witted prodigy. It's about the people who are brave enough to get back up when life feels hopeless.

A creature with black wings has no business in the human world. If it lingers there by chance, it breaks the Laws and the rules. Every violation is punished. The Angel of Death has only one single task: To escort his Soul for Taking into eternal silence. But this time, the Soul looked up... and saw its Angel of Death. How will the Soul react when it sees him for the first time? When it speaks to him for the first time? When they touch for the first time? And how will the Angel of Death respond to all of it? A story about a love that broke the Laws of heaven and darkness. And about the price someone is willing to pay. ⚠️Warning: This fiction contains love between two men, so if that's not your cup of tea, skip this fiction. The characters have nothing to do with real people, they are just inspiration. The images used are created/edited using AI and belong to their creators.

Some loves are written in ink; others are etched in scars. ​Satang is the "Ice King" of the literary world-a reclusive novelist whose prose is hauntingly beautiful but whose heart is under lock and key. When his bestselling novel is optioned for a film, he meets Winny, a method actor with a reputation for "becoming" his roles. ​To Winny, the script is a puzzle; to Satang, it's a confession. ​As the cameras roll, the lines between the fictional longing of the characters and the raw, physical hunger between the author and the actor begin to blur. Through late-night script doctoring and "rehearsals" that push every boundary, Winny sets out to break Satang's silence. But in a world of spotlights and red carpets, they realize that the most beautiful stories aren't the ones with a "happily ever after".

Every afternoon, at the same time, her cat slips out of the house. One day, 12 year old Keiko follows it into the woods and finds a small temple that only comes alive at night, when blue lights appear, animals gather, and the stars begin to whisper. With the help of a strange boy who watches the sky through a telescope, she learns the truth: each disappearing star carries the last words of someone who died unheard. But the boy is tired. And to listen, someone must take his place. · · ─ ·✶· ─ · · Prompts: ⚝・┆5. Every day at the exact same time your cat slips out of your home. One afternoon, curiosity gets the better of you and you follow, only to discover it's living a secret life you never imagined. ⚝・┆69. The stars are disappearing one by one, and only you can hear their whispers. ⚝・┆78. You begin to realize that nothing is quite what it seems.

Before he was known as the strongest, Satoru Gojo was just a child born into a world that never treated him like one. Strength isolated him. Expectations shaped him. But for a brief moment in his life- He wasn't alone. Rei Kurohana was never meant to change anything. She wasn't trying to rewrite fate or challenge the world he was born into. She simply stayed. Through quit days, small arguments, and moments that felt almost normal, Rei became something rare in satoru's life- Someone who saw him as a boy... not a title. This is the story of what existed before everything else.

To the girl who admired him in silence, this story is yours.

"They laugh, they fight, they share everything... except the truth in their hearts."

Iggy records things before they disappear. The cicadas in the vacant lot. The sound of wind before the houses went up. The sound of a quiet street at night when everyone is already asleep. But then, her neighbor Therese starts talking into the recorder. She does it without asking, following him to wherever he wants to record. Over one year in Porta Viento Subdivision, the tapes fill up with ordinary afternoons, with the things neither of them says out loud, with the sounds of a place that's slowly becoming somewhere else. He thinks he's preserving the neighborhood. He doesn't know yet what he's really keeping. Some things only make sense when you play them back. Chapter Release every Friday, 8:30 PM GMT +8

Finding a penny on the ground is considered good luck. But what about finding a dead body? Probably not. Instead of an ordinary day for Felix, he finds someone dear to him on a riverbank, surrounded by both blood and confusion. What he realizes is that this isn't the first time. It's the second. And whatever happened before is happening again. Something is connected. Something is off. But what? As unbearable past secrets unveil, friendships break, trust wears thin, he realizes that those that truly hurt you are the ones closest. He's left to wrestle with grief, guilt, and the horrible realization that the truth hurts more than it heals. And questions. Many, many questions. Statement One features Felix's case on how this happened and went down, told from entirely his perspective as he pieces together the events that led him there, and the case that would come to define him.

If you love AOT and Love Through A Prism, you might like this :) You, Jane Fourneir live in a city where soldiers seem to pass through more often than the seasons change. Most of the faces you see blur together. However, some don't. Amidst the quiet routines of a place that is constantly bracing for the next disaster, certain moments seem to repeat themselves. A familiar figure on the same street. The same dim lights flickering on at night. The strange feeling that something important is happening in the spaces no one pays attention to. Years later, when the world looks different and the war feels like something distant, you find yourself remembering those small moments more clearly than anything else. Especially him - **Levi Ackerman. And the strange way some stories only make sense long after they've already happened.

Seven members. Seven voices. Seven chairs around the dorm table. For six years, they built something that felt unbreakable. Late night practices. Burnt ramen at 3AM. Arguments over harmonies that somehow turned into the songs fans loved the most. They promised each other they would always stay together. But sometimes love isn't enough to keep things the same. When one member decides to step away from the group to follow a different path, the six left behind have to learn something none of them were prepared for: How to move forward... without leaving the past behind. Because even if the world now calls them six- Somewhere in every melody, every memory, and every empty chair... There will always be seven. We love and support you Heeseung!!

Nora always believed that there was a time for everything. Soon she would gather the courage to ask. Soon she would figure him out. Soon she would understand her own heart. After all, she had time. She had Luca Hayes, the quiet boy who had been beside her for years, carrying more than he ever said out loud. The boy she thought she knew. The boy she didn't realise was loving her in the only way he knew how. But life doesn't warn you when it's running out. Sometimes understanding comes too late. This story isn't about perfect timing. It's about almost. Almost confessions. Almost courage. Almost forever. And what happens when forever ends first.

An emotional story of someone trying to encourage another to live. Dedication: A.P. G. If this helped you even a little bit (which I will assume it did, since you searched for it again) I consider myself and the story worthwhile.

In the small, tradition-bound town of Redwood, Texas, Ashton Santiago has built his life around doing everything right. As the school's top student and an Ivy League hopeful, he knows exactly what his future is supposed to look like. Jesse Hayes has never believed in predictable. As Redwood High's star quarterback and one of the only openly gay students in town, Jesse lives boldly and honestly, even when it makes life harder. He believes in saying what he feels, loving without hesitation, and refusing to shrink for anyone's comfort. Their families have been close for years, and so have they. But after a single impulsive kiss freshman year, their friendship shifted into something deeper, something neither of them has fully defined. Over time, their connection grows through late-night conversations, shared secrets, and a bond neither of them can quite walk away from. Jesse wants something real and undeniable. Ashton isn't sure he can risk everything he's worked for to give it to him. As graduation approaches and their futures begin pulling them in different directions, Ashton and Jesse must decide whether love is worth stepping outside the lives they've always known or if some feelings are meant to stay hidden in the place they first began. Wilted Flowers is a heartfelt coming-of-age story about identity, ambition, and the terrifying, beautiful risk of being fully known.

"And though the years have passed, I still feel my mind wander back to that festival. To Everett Hale, to the friends I made in the Archive, and how it felt to be with like-minded people. But even those memories bring up painful ones. Wherever you are now, I'm always quietly rooting for you, Rhett." In a world where AI has replaced human art, the last real creators hide in the underground district known as The Archive. When Anaïs leaves her isolated homeland to join them, she finds rebellion, music, and a band whose sound might change everything.