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"Oii Newton! I know you're there!" Not again. "Oii Ambujam! Oii Ambujanayaki Parameshwari!" Ugh. What now? Kathir's voice -loud, and aimed straight at my last nerve. I stood up reluctantly. There he was, perched on his terrace with one eyebrow raised, arms folded, ready to ruin my peace. I leaned over the parapet wall and stared down at him. "It's Ilakkiya! How many times do I have to tell you?" "You'll always be Ambujam to me." Full smirk. "Oh really?" I shot back. "Then Ambujam is going to the protest-with or without your royal permission." His face shifted. The mischief drained. "If you go..." he said slowly, "I won't talk to you again. Decide now. It's either me or that stupid Vedhagiri." I blinked. Then laughed. "That's easy. Vedhagiri." "That stupid old hill is more important than me? Your maama?" He threw his hands up. "Unbelievable! I curse the neutrinos of this entire universe. They've ruined my love story." "Your love story?" I grinned. "That failed one? Don't blame neutrinos for your hopeless flirting." I leaned in. "Scared I'll become a better hero than you?" "Don't turn this into a joke, Ilakkiya." His voice dropped, all playfulness gone. "Something's going to go wrong. I can feel it. And I... I won't be able to watch that happen to you." I stilled. "Oh? So this is about you watching? Many will be there-including your friends. Why stop just me?" He opened his mouth, then shut it. A silent war waged behind his eyes. Finally, he exhaled. "When the neutrinos fall in love," he said, softer now, "you'll understand." Then he turned and walked away. Neutrinos... fall in love? Has he gone completely mad? Or does he know something he's not telling me? *** Heads up, guys! I let myself go a little wild with this one-on purpose! This isn't like my previous stories. I so wanted to write one senseless smutty story, so here it is. I hope you laugh, blush, swoon, and enjoy it! ( Warning: Cousin romance trope! )

He looked at her first. But not her. Ram Kapoor - billionaire, feared, untouchable - sent a proposal for the elder sister. Priya Sharma was never meant to be part of his story. She was the quiet one. The unnoticed one. The one who never chased power. But fate has a cruel sense of humor. Because sometimes the girl he never intended to notice becomes the one he can't ignore.

The book is a jayfer fanfiction. A student-professor trope. And if you're thinking it as something cliche/cringe? Please no. The reason I chose this trope is not just because it's new. But also, it symbolises students lives. Most of us on Wattpad are still teenagers studying. The story is about a chaotic, intellectual girl named jay. And the youngest professor,Keifer. Same age, different positions. It is about growing up while pretending you already have. About the invisible pressure students carry. About disappointment, discipline, loneliness, and the strange ways people change after being seen too closely. Jay Mariano - Loud thoughts. Messy hair. Sharp tongue. Softer heart than she admits. Jay is the kind of person who turns pain into sarcasm before anyone notices it exists. She is chaotic, intelligent, emotionally restless, and always one argument away from trouble. Most people mistake her humor for carelessness, but beneath the eye rolls and late arrivals is someone who feels everything too deeply. She does not hate silence. She fears what it reveals. Mark Keifer Watson - Composed voice. Controlled emotions. Eyes that notice too much. At twenty-one, Keifer became the youngest professor in college, carrying authority like armor. Disciplined, intelligent, and emotionally restrained, he believes structure fixes everything - until he meets someone he cannot control, understand, or ignore. He is the kind of person who hides concern behind anger, because vulnerability feels far more dangerous. The Wrong Kind of Smart is not purely about romance. It is about people. Their flaws, pride, loneliness, emotions, and the invisible things they carry behind sarcasm and discipline. We usually mistake love books as a place to escape, because It gives us comfort that others barely do. Love often feels nice on pages, in reality it's totally different. This book is not lies with sugarcoating on it, it's real. Read and know...

She was never the kind of girl who could walk up and start a conversation. So she didn't. She just watched him. From the corridor. From the classroom door. From a distance that was always safe... and silent. He never knew. And maybe, he was never supposed to. Years later, she doesn't miss him the way people think. She misses the way her heart used to feel when he was around. And somehow... those feelings still find their way back in dreams, in memories, in quiet moments she never talks about. This isn't a love story. It's about the kind of feeling that was never said out loud...

Serena Voss has never questioned the life she's been given-quiet, controlled, and carefully contained. Adrian Cole has spent years carrying something he was never meant to forget. When they meet by chance in a secluded botanical garden, it feels like nothing. Just a conversation. Just a moment. But some meetings are not accidents. And some connections were never meant to happen. As their paths begin to cross again, truths buried deep in the past start to surface-truths that could change everything. Because not every love story is meant to last. And some things... are better left kept. A slow-burn psychological romance with underlying mystery and thriller elements. ⚠️ Copyright & Disclaimer © 2026 Ishita Iyyer. All rights reserved. This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and events are either the product of the author's imagination or used fictitiously. Any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. No part of this story may be reproduced, distributed, translated, or transmitted in any form or by any means without prior written permission from the author.

⚢ Olympics 2022 Eteri Tutberidze has built her life on control, and she has never allowed herself to falter. Until a smile she cannot ignore changes the rules of her world. What begins as an unexpected conversation slowly turns into something harder to ignore. Eteri finds herself drawn to a certain Swedish coach in ways that she cannot explain. But in a world where image is everything, getting closer might cost her more than she is willing to lose. Disclaimer: This is a work of fan fiction. The characters portrayed in this story are inspired by real individuals; however, the events and interactions depicted are entirely fictional and should not be interpreted as representative of the actual lives or experiences of these individuals. This story is intended for entertainment purposes only and is not meant to offend or misrepresent anyone involved. TW: - internalized homophobia - disordered eating

🖤 Shadow Bloom 🖤 a slow-burn horror romance "You always do this when I cook," Taehyung said softly, pretending to be annoyed. "You always let me," Jungkook whispered back. Their laughter mingled like steam above a simmering pot. But the warmth did not last. --- They were meant to spend a peaceful summer. They weren't meant to fall into something that's been waiting. Taehyung doesn't fear the dark - he walks into it barefoot. Jungkook doesn't believe in ghosts - until something starts believing in him. Three families. One villa. Buried history. Blooming secrets. And a forest that doesn't forget. The garden smiles with petals. But the walls hold whispers. And somewhere between flickering candles and glances that last too long... love begins to bloom - right in the middle of the shadows. This isn't just a love story. It's a curse in disguise. And once it begins, nothing stays untouched. > "Don't look at me like that." "Why? You only glow when something's watching." --- ⚠️ Warnings: ꒰ঌ𓂃 psychological tension ꒰ঌ𓂃 soft horror aesthetics ꒰ঌ𓂃 slow-burn taekook ꒰ঌ𓂃 eerie countryside villa ꒰ঌ𓂃 hidden pasts ꒰ঌ𓂃 mirrors & whispers ꒰ঌ𓂃 unspoken attraction ꒰ঌ𓂃 creeping dread ꒰ঌ𓂃 dark romance blooming ꒰ঌ𓂃 forbidden longing ꒰ঌ𓂃 tangled families ꒰ঌ𓂃 late night walks ꒰ঌ𓂃 shadowed emotions ꒰ঌ𓂃 obsession with restraint --- ✎ Author's Note This story is a different kind of slow-burn. Not one that sets you on fire instantly... but the kind that lingers - soft, eerie, romantic - until you realize your heart's not beating the same anymore. It will not only give you butterflies. It'll give you shivers in your spine too. Thank you for stepping into Shadow Bloom - where love grows in silence, and not all flowers bloom under the sun. Now hush. Let it begin.

Set several years after the series finale of Introducing Me, Neal and Kent officially pass the torch to their daughter/Niece Giselle Davis as she steps into her own spotlight. Determined to chase a dream that's bigger than her comfort zone, Giselle transfers to the elite Tharpe-Armour Boarding School in the high-class city of Potomac, Maryland-a world of privilege, pressure, and impossible expectations. At Tharpe-Armour, excellence isn't encouraged-it's demanded. As one of the few scholarship students and an emerging Olympic-level gymnast, Giselle must prove she belongs while balancing brutal training schedules, academic rigor, and the unspoken social hierarchy that comes with wealth and legacy. Surrounded by a tight-knit but imperfect group of friends, Giselle navigates the ups and downs of first love, fractured friendships, jealousy, ambition, and self-identity. Every victory comes with sacrifice, every misstep with consequences-on the mat and off it. As the pressure mounts and the stakes rise, Giselle's journey becomes more than chasing gold medals. It's about learning who she is without her parents' shadow, what she's willing to risk for greatness, and how to hold onto the people she loves when everything is pushing her to choose herself first. This is a story about legacy, resilience, and becoming-where growing up means learning when to hold on, when to let go, and when to take the leap anyway.

He was the first person who really saw her. - Thank you for stopping by "Seen You." I hope you get to enjoy this story, I am not the best at writing since I haven't written for a while. Again, thank you.

Its *nain se naina mile* only i changed name Roohi Jindal x rishan chandravanshi Where she is a intern doctor and he is famous re-own cricketer Sunshine x grumpsy (reversed) Cricketer x doctor Love at first sight Stranger to lovers to enimes to lover again Family issues Run away marriage No cheating as a trope

After two years away from Hyderabad, Aadhya Varma returns as someone completely changed ,quiet, emotionally distant, and haunted by a past nobody truly knows about. Caught between family pressure, painful memories, and the Malhotra brothers, Aadhya finds herself trapped between two completely different kinds of love. Vihaan Malhotra loves her gently. Reyansh Malhotra ruins her peace without even trying. Cold, arrogant, and impossible to understand, Reyansh gives her every reason to hate him , yet somehow becomes the one person she cannot ignore. And the more their lives intertwine, the more dangerous everything becomes. Because some people don't fall in love softly. They destroy each other slowly.

What if the love you ran from becomes the love you can never have? Years after disappearing without goodbye, Sophie Torres returns to Los Angeles as a rising fashion designer-only to discover that Lucas Vegas, her once-closest friend and silent first love, is engaged to another woman. An engagement party meant to celebrate forever becomes a battlefield of buried feelings, unresolved guilt, and dangerous nostalgia. Lucas believes he has moved on. Sophie believes she deserves forgiveness. But hearts don't forget what time tries to erase. As Sophie navigates a world of wealth, ambition, and second chances, she is forced to watch the man she still loves build a future without her-while his sister Anna and businessman Elliot Smith fight their own unresolved past. In a story where timing is cruel and love is never simple, Unrequited Love explores longing, missed chances, emotional loyalty, and the devastating truth that sometimes... love comes back too late.

She sent one message... She wasn't supposed to matter. But he noticed her. Out of thousands, he chose her. He had 500,000 followers. She was never supposed to be seen. But he saw her. Dana... a divorced mother of four, in her early fifties, wasn't looking for love. Not online. Not anymore. Paulo was everything she wasn't... young, admired, followed, and completely out of reach. What started as a mistake turned into conversations she couldn't walk away from. Messages became habits. Habits became feelings. And feelings became dangerous. Because some connections aren't meant to be real. And some people aren't meant to meet. But nothing stays private forever ... and someone is always watching. Even the smallest message can have the biggest consequences. In a world full of followers, reels, and hidden truths, one notification might change everything. Or destroy it... Paano kung hindi lang ikaw ang nakatingin...? 👀 (What if you're not the only one watching...?) In a world full of messages, one reply can change everything. © 2026 Lunakyliedreams

I downloaded the app as a joke. One reckless night. One bored swipe. One stranger with a heartbreak voice. What started with late-night texts and sarcastic replies slowly became something far more dangerous - 3 a.m. calls, songs that felt too personal, and a boy who waited for me like I was worth waiting for. He hides behind music. I hide behind pretending I don't care. But somewhere between stormy evenings, missed timings, and feelings we never meant to catch, we started becoming something neither of us was ready for. Maybe some people don't enter your life softly. Maybe they arrive like a song that ruins you beautifully

In an elegant ducal estate in England, Lady Adelaïde hides a dream that could ruin her reputation: devoting herself to the art of pastry-making. The arrival of Damien, a young aristocrat sent from Paris, will slowly change both of their destinies amid secrets, chocolate, and forbidden feelings.

Two girls who always knew of each other... but never truly saw each other. Darla Vale never believed in staying. Not in people, not in places, not in anything that felt too permanent. Marilla Moreau never believed in not leaving. She lived like everything was temporary, like love was something that always ended too soon. But Barcelona in the summer of 2022 changes everything. What starts as familiar distance slowly turns into something intimate, addictive, and impossible to ignore. Rooftop nights, quiet streets after midnight, hidden beaches, and stolen moments begin to blur the line between friendship and something far more dangerous. Because some people don't fall in love all at once. Some people learn it slowly... in silence, in glances, in almost-touches. And when summer ends, they are forced to decide: Leave... or finally stay.

In the ruthless world of billion-dollar empires, power is everything-and weakness is fatal. Kabir Malhotra, the cold and calculating CEO of Malhotra Group, has never lost a battle in business. Feared by competitors and admired by the media, he built his empire with precision, control, and an unbreakable will. Until Arjun Mehta appeared. Calm. Mysterious. Untouchable. As the CEO of Mehta Industries, Arjun becomes Kabir's greatest rival-outbidding him, blocking his deals, and challenging his dominance at every step. But Arjun Mehta isn't just another competitor. Behind his quiet composure lies a past filled with secrets, scars, and shadows he refuses to reveal. When fate forces the two powerful CEOs into the same battlefield, their rivalry begins to blur into something far more dangerous. Hatred turns into fascination. Competition turns into obsession. And as their worlds collide, both men begin to realize a terrifying truth: Some rivals destroy you. Others ruin you in ways you never expected. Kabir Malhotra - Top Arjun Mehta - Bottom Because sometimes the person you should hate the most... becomes the one you can't escape.

HIS SERIES #4 She knew her place. He never knew his. She lived in the shadows of his world. He never knew she was his world. She was sent to serve him. He ended up needing her. When the maid's daughter and the powerful family's son are left alone in a city that belongs to neither of them love doesn't arrive gently. It breaks in. Uninvited. Unstoppable. He fell first. She fell harder. The world fell apart. A story of slow burn longing, silent sacrifices, a family that didn't approve and a love that didn't care. Some people are not meant to be together. They couldn't tell. SHE IS MY FOREVER. MY WIFE. A Tamil Romance. Mature Content 18+ Aadiya Kumar

She used to know him before she ever met him. Not personally. Not closely. But in the quiet way a fan notices the things no one else does. Later, life puts her right beside him. Working as a staff member, Jisoo becomes part of Kim Taehyung's daily routine-close enough to see the real him, but far enough to pretend she doesn't already understand him. At first, it's just small things. The way she anticipates his needs. The way she avoids his worst days without being told. It feels comforting. Until it doesn't. Because Taehyung starts to realize something unsettling- she knows him a little too well. And when the past she quietly hid begins to surface, the line between admiration and intrusion starts to blur. Some connections feel familiar. Even when they shouldn't.

He has been gone five years. Song Mingzhu was seventeen when she married a garrison soldier and twenty when he left for a three-year posting that became five. She has received four of his letters. She does not know if he is alive. She runs the household, teaches the lane children to read, tends the apricot trees, and keeps the account book in the back of which she records the date of every letter received and every letter not received. Then the corridor runner arrives without a letter, and stays longer than the route requires, and something shifts in the geometry of the waiting. This is the Tang dynasty, where the emperor rides in gold palanquins and neglects his empire for the love of Yang Guifei, and the frontier garrisons hold the Silk Road open, and the women in the garrison towns make their lives from what the road leaves them. This is not a poem about a soldier's longing. This is the story of the woman by the lamp. She has a name. She has a life. She has been becoming.