Historias de Comfortandhurt

They were promised to each other before they could even speak. Heir to an empire. Daughter of a legacy. Bound by a deal neither of them asked for. She's learned to live with the panic that shadows her nights, the anxiety that claws at her chest when the world becomes too much. He's learned to bury the ghosts of his past under power, wealth, and a name that opens every door. But the marriage contract changes everything. One bed. One future. No escape. And just when they begin to see beyond the walls they've built around themselves, a message arrives: I know who killed your mother. The sender? A man the groom once called brother. Someone who lost eight years of his life while he walked free. Someone who wants revenge, not just on him, but on the family that destroyed everything. Lies will surface. Loyalties will shatter. And in the middle of it all, two broken souls will have to decide if they can trust each other... or if love is just another trap waiting to break them.

He wasn't supposed to matter. Not the boy two rows behind me - calm, unreadable, the one everyone whispered about but no one dared to sit near. They called him cold. Untouchable. Honestly? I believed them. Then he caught my pen before it hit the floor. Held out an umbrella like he'd scheduled the rain himself. Ordered the exact drink I didn't even know I wanted. Little things. Efficient things. Stuff that should not have made my stomach flip like a gymnast on caffeine. It's fine, I told myself. I can keep this simple. Spoiler: I could not. Because you don't walk away from the kind of love that notices you when you're pretending no one should, that makes silence feel louder than words, that ruins you beautifully... and then smirks about it. --- His view: She thinks I don't notice. That I don't hear the pen tap three times before she writes something she's afraid to forget. That I don't see her laugh harder when she's pretending not to understand. That I don't watch her look at the world like it's always on the verge of slipping away. She doesn't realize she was in my plan from the start. I don't waste words. I don't need to. But if she asked, I'd tell her the truth. I see her first. Every time. --- Pickles, my imaginary hedgehog with a crown (don't ask), whispered smugly: "The Queen stumbles, the Knight observes. The Hedgehog knows - this is how forever begins." 🦔

A fan fiction about the Young Winchester boys . Sam and Dean are just 11 and 5 years old . Their mom is dead and their dad is obsessed with finding the thing that killed her , even if that's leaving him with a short temper and a drinking problem. This story is still being written but the first chapter is out and It's about the Winchester boys scared of a thunderstorm. This story is so cute and yet ow why does it hurt !!!!

It started as a drizzle - gentle, fleeting, easy to ignore. But sometimes, the smallest drops change everything. Y/N never meant to find herself in the middle of a street fight, under the rain, in front of her boss , or to meet a stranger with a dancer's soul and the kindest smile. Between soaked dreams, impulsive decisions, and the rhythm of raindrops, she learns that love doesn't always arrive with thunder- sometimes, it seeps in quietly, right as rain. A story about heartbreak, healing, and the kind of love that feels like coming home in a storm.

Ahh~ Another love story about a jock and a nerd-! ☺ ʙᴜᴛ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ's ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴛᴏ ɪᴛ ᴛʜᴇɴ ᴛʜᴀᴛ! ᴛᴇʟʟ ᴛʜᴇᴍ ғᴏʟᴋs!- 😡 You and yo tinyself can shush! But where was I? Oh right! High school romance, typical love story, with a twist! It's a boy's love story! 😒😅 ᴛʜᴀᴛ's ᴄᴏᴏʟ ᴀɴᴅ ᴀʟʟ.. ʙᴜᴛ! ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴛʜᴇᴏᴅᴏʀᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ʜɪs ᴘᴀsᴛ? ᴏʀ ʜᴀʀᴜ ᴀɴᴅ ʜɪs-? 🤨 WILL YOU SHUSH?!? 😤 you're gonna spoil it! Ugh! Fine I'll say the actual plot 😒 Theodore although as a very cute appearance, under all the pink and smiles,and smarts hides a tragic and traumatic past. But he doesn't let that stop him. Not even the bully's he deals with. Did I mention he cant see faces? Haru is the typical popular kid in school. He's very thing that girls want, and boys want to be. He's (lack for a better word) perfect. Daddys rich, captain of his basketball team, looks like he stepped out a modeling ad. Yup! That all checks out! He the typical jock. ʜᴇ ᴀᴄᴛᴜᴀʟʟʏ ɪɴ sʜᴀᴍʙʟᴇs ᴍᴏsᴛ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛɪᴍᴇ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴘʀᴇssᴜʀᴇ ᴏɴ ʜɪᴍ ʙᴇᴄᴀᴜsᴇ ʜɪs ᴘᴀʀᴇɴᴛs, ʀᴇᴘᴜᴛᴀᴛɪᴏɴ, ʜᴇs ɢᴀʏ ʙᴜᴛ ɴᴏᴛ ᴏᴜᴛ, ᴋᴇᴇᴘɪɴɢ ʜɪs ɢʀᴀᴅᴇs ʜɪɢʜ- OKAY I get it I didnt say the full thing! But if you tell the reader all of that then they may not wanna read the book! ᴏᴏᴘs! ᴡᴇʟʟ ᴛʜᴇɴ...ʏᴏᴜ! ʏᴇs ʏᴏᴜ! ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴇʀsᴏɴ ʀᴇᴀᴅɪɴɢ ᴛʜɪs ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴀʀᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴅᴏɪɴɢ ʜᴇʀᴇ? ɢᴏ ʀᴇᴀᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴏᴏᴋ! ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴏɴ'ᴛ ʀᴇɢʀᴇᴛ ɪᴛ! (Okay that was fun to make I think I may make all of my summarys for my books like that 😆😭 but I hope you enjoy!)

In which Jimin's husband confesses to his sister on their first year anniversary, and Jimin dies. That's chapter one. ~ Being an asexual, aromantic omega adopted into a high-society family... life has never been easy for Park Jimin. Against all odds, he ties the knot with an alpha who respects his boundaries, even the unconventional ones like sleeping in separate bedrooms. Life seems perfect. That is until Jimin overhears his supposedly devoted husband confessing his love to Jimin's own sister on their first anniversary. Suddenly, Jimin's world shatters. Will he seek revenge? Will he drown his sorrows in ice cream and Taylor Swift? Or will billionaire Kim Taehyung give him a look at what real love could look like? ~~~~ Sorry, I suck at summaries. But if you like manhwa, trashy cliched tropes, and corny K-dramas, this may be your cup of tea! originally inspired by Perfect Marriage Revenge but who knows where it's gonna go~ disclaimer: cheesy, corny, cliched !!

This fic is pure slow burn - lots of quiet moments, longing, and found-family vibes. Music is the thread that pulls Sena and Kai together - from the songs that saved her, to the ones he sings just for her, to the small metal pick engraved with Sing Anyway that neither of them can quite let go of. Note: Hi hi 💛 Sooo... this is my little slow-burn heartache project about my fmc Sena × Kai from CHALK. If you've never heard of CHALK - surprise! they're not real 🤭 They're an OC indie band my super talented friend created (shoutout to Cik Jelly🎤🎸). Big thanks to her for letting me borrow her babies for this fic 🙏 You can check out her art + updates over on IG: [@jellysama69] - seriously, she makes them feel so real you'll wish you could see them live. Updates will be whenever my brain cooperates (and my coffee supply lasts). Thanks for reading and welcome to my little corner of feelings 🩵

They've always fought beside each other. Side by side, through danger and darkness and every moment in between. But somewhere between whispered DA meetings and quiet evenings in the common room, something else began to stir - something soft, something steady. Something real. Harriet Potter never asked for comfort. Never asked to be chosen. But when Ron Weasley starts calling her Ari and looking at her like she's the only thing that matters, she begins to wonder what it would mean to ask for more. A story of slow-burn love, late-night confessions, and two hearts learning how to stay - not just survive. "Say you'll share with me one love, one lifetime."

Disclaimer: I do not own Shokugeki no Soma or its characters. This is a work of fanfiction. Erina Nakiri has always lived under the pressure of perfection, her God Tongue both a gift and a curse. Soma Yukihira has always chased after flavor-and in time, after something more. When their paths intertwine as children, an unexpected friendship begins. But as they grow, so does the quiet bond between them, evolving into a connection neither of them can ignore. Years later, with the elite halls of Totsuki Academy as their battleground and sanctuary, Soma and Erina must navigate ambition, trauma, laughter, and love-all while trying to cook up something worth holding onto. A story of healing, slow-burn romance, and the sweetness found in second chances.