Historias de Comfortandchaos

They grew up side by side - bruised knees, loud dares, and secrets whispered under streetlights. Kai and Kiera have always been a little too close, a little too reckless, and a little too good at breaking the rules together. From sneaking out at midnight to covering for each other's disasters, they've been a mess the world couldn't separate. But growing up means things change - jokes hit differently, glances last longer, and hearts start tripping over lines that were never supposed to be crossed. Now, love feels a lot like the chaos they were born in - wild, stupid, breathtakingly familiar. Because maybe, after all this time, they weren't just each other's trouble... they were each other's home.

Isolde and Soleil were just two people who accidentally came into each other's life. Both come from a childhood filled with dark heavy chains and slowly they became each other's salvation. This novel is about growth and healing from one's past, to prove that you can choose to not ruin your future for your past . This trope is Grumpy and Sunshine

"lovely to sit between comfort and chaos" in which best friends overcome loss and heartbreak to find new loves content warnings: alcohol and drug use, death, injuries, ptsd, allusions to sex [indycar 2024-2026 seasons] [marcus armstrong x oc] [pato o'ward x oc]

Two Worlds, One Heart A Stray Kids x OC Romance Kim-Lin Kim never believed a concert could change her life. Sure, she had always loved music, always felt a pull toward the K-pop world, but it was nothing more than a distant, glittering dream playing on her phone while she rode the crowded subway in New York City. That was until the night she finally attended her first Stray Kids concert. That was the night the borders of her world shifted. That was the night she met him. Felix Lee. The boy with the sunshine smile, the deep voice that melted stages and hearts alike, and a kindness that radiated even under the blinding spotlight of fame. The boy who saw her. Truly saw her. It wasn't supposed to happen. She was just another face in the crowd, another international fan screaming lyrics into the night air at Madison Square Garden. But fate-or maybe just sheer dumb luck-decided otherwise. After a fleeting moment near the stage and a bold, half-joking exchange of her Instagram handle, Kim-Lin never expected to hear from him. She definitely didn't expect the follow notification from @felix_straykids to pop up on her phone later that same night. What started as a casual message turned into late-night conversations, daily check-ins, and eventually, a friendship that neither of them could ignore. For nearly a year, they talked. Across time zones, through exhausting schedules, and over cultural differences, their bond grew stronger, deeper, and undeniably more complicated. Because somewhere between playful banter and vulnerable confessions, friendship blurred into something more. But what happens when the fantasy collides with reality? When Felix invites Kim-Lin to visit him and the boys in Korea for five days, it feels like a dream come true-and a terrifying leap into the unknown.

Carter St. John, a sixteen-year-old high school student, lies broken on the pavement, left to die after a hit-and-run. As his body gives out, his mind refuses to surrender - clinging to memories, to dreams, to everything he still hoped to become. He rages against the dying of the light, realizing, with aching clarity, that this might be the end. He starts accepting his fate and is ready to let it all go. "No one is coming to save you. You cling to everything and everyone around you, and yet... here you are... alone. As sadness, self-reflection, and the thought of leaving everything behind threaten to consume him, Carter is saved by his rage, which manifests as a hallucination: a spectral, warped version of his own fury given physical form. Standing above his own broken body, he says: "Someone is waiting for you-to see that you have a home to come to. A home you must fight for. A home worth building. Carter, you must fight; she would not forgive you." Then, the past unravels in vivid fragments as the sirens and flashing lights draw near. His mind leaks into the past, the laughter of friendships, the rush of first love, the sting of betrayal. Memories flood him, raw and relentless, pulling him back through the wild, beautiful chaos of coming of age.

He's a government spy hiding behind coffee runs and late-night jogs. She's the quiet neighbor who never speaks unless it matters. Leon S. Kennedy thought his next mission would be low-risk...until Aaira Stark started appearing in every thought he wasn't supposed to have. She waters her plants like clockwork, sips Earl Grey in silence, and keeps her heart guarded behind lavender curtains. He's trained to read lies, but can't decode her calm. In a quiet neighborhood full of secrets, love grows in stolen glances, late-night balcony talks, and the spaces between their silences. Slowburn. Soft tension. One quiet girl. One spy who falls too hard. The Spy Next to Me... sometimes, the greatest danger is falling in love.