Forcedproxmity Stories

Caius Music was the only thing that ever listened back. Every note I played held control, precision-something my life never gave me after my parents were taken in a mafia raid. I built myself from silence into perfection, a name people respected, a sound they couldn't forget. But at this university, something feels wrong. Eyes linger too long. Footsteps echo when no one's there. The past I buried is breathing down my neck. And then there's Vance. Loud where I'm quiet. Reckless where I'm controlled. Dangerous in ways I can't read. He watches me like he already knows something I don't. Like I'm part of a rhythm I never chose. I don't trust him. But somehow, I can't ignore him either. Vance I don't fail. I just don't care-about classes, rules, or anything this place pretends matters. But I need Adrian to pass, so I play along. Show up. Pretend. Then I hear him. Caius. Every note he plays feels too perfect, too controlled-like he's hiding something under all that precision. And I know secrets when I see them. I've lived in them. He thinks he's untouchable. Untamed. He's wrong. Because I see the cracks-the way he looks over his shoulder, the tension in his hands. Someone's already hunting him. And the worst part? I don't know if I want to protect him... or be the one who breaks him.

Vesper ha 16 anni e come ogni suo coetaneo va a scuola. Lei però rientra nella categoria degli "introversi" ovvero coloro che per la società in pratica non esistono. Diversamente da lei, Jack, Lucas e Darren sono il trio più popolare della scuola. Inutile dire che tutti sanno chi sono. Vesper li ha sempre guardati da lontano ma si è sempre interessata ben poco a loro. Poi però succede l'inaspettato e il trio, dopo un tragico incidente, muore. Nessuno sa bene come è successo ma tutti entrano in lutto. Anche Vesper si unisce per rispetto ma senza essere profondamente colpita. Stranamente sarà lei a ritrovarsi il trio in versione fantasma in stanza, in cerca di vendetta

Two academic rivals, enemies since childhood, they ended up in the same dorm in the same university, things change? Or remain the same? Read to find out

As Yor and Loid settle into their convenience marriage, tensions continue to simmer beneath the surface. Loid's stoic demeanor and secrecy surrounding his true profession as a spy raise questions in Yor's mind. She senses there's more to him than meets the eye, but she struggles to uncover the truth. Loid, still keeping his spy identity hidden, struggles with balancing his secretive nature and his growing affection for Yor. Can Loid protect his family while maintaining his duty as a spy? And how will their relationship continue to grow in the face of danger and uncertainty? -------------------------------------------------------------------------- Yor's Pov: "Yor?" He snaps me out of my daydream. "We're here." I look out the car window. His apartment looks very nice. He starts taking my stuff from the trunk. And we make our way up the building. I can't believe I'm moving with him already. He unlocks the door and gestures me to walk in first. "Make yourself at home." He closes the door and sets my box of things on the kitchen counter. His place is very clean. Maybe he's a neat freak. His home is quite impressive. I wonder what he does for a living. I place my suitcase in the foyer. I must be making an uneasy face or something because he asks: "Something bothering you?" "So...about the sleeping arrangements..." "What about them?" Is he really going to make me say it? "Are we...um...sharing a bed together or-?"

Two friends from middle school, Andrew and Lucca, are in their early years of high school! They're both confused about their feelings for each other, yet they're still friends? Right?

After a tragedy changes her life and her family moves across the country, Cassidy just wants to keep things simple and finish the school year quietly. She's focused on her studies, preferring to stay in and enjoy movie nights in bed, rather than going to parties or dating anyone. Everything seems to be going as planned until she meets Wren Hendrix, the most popular guy in town who has a reputation for being trouble. Despite all the reasons she should avoid him, one small mistake leads to a night that complicates everything, mixing love, betrayal, and a new understanding of friendship and family. Will their secret night stay just between them, or will the gossip ruin their lives?

Mishti sharma A cold heartless women with anger issues , sucessful ceo and chairman of her own company. Rishabh shergil Son of a rapist, sunshine but fighting with his own demons , a school teacher. what will happen when they both will get married? will Mishti ever accept Rishabh?

"𝐃𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐞, 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠." 𝐓𝐫𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐬: 𝐌𝐮𝐥𝐭𝐢 𝐂𝐨𝐮𝐩𝐥𝐞 𝐁𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐞 𝐅𝐨𝐫𝐜𝐞𝐝 𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐱𝐢𝐦𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐆𝐫𝐮𝐦𝐩𝐲𝐱𝐒𝐮𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞

**You have to read royal elite series by Rina kent before reading this fanfiction** What if there was a universe where Aiden wasn't obsessed with Elsa and cole wasn't obsessed with silver? ------------- Aiden King. Black. His heart was black and so was he. The King of The Royal Elite School. --------------- Silver Queens. Social butterfly. Her heart was filled of positivity and kindness. The Queen of The Royal Elite School -------------------- King and Queen. Opposites. Enemies. But what happens when they get into a marriage of convince that leads to a twist of hearts? //Blurb 1/// He's a monster. A King. My monster and my king. I should be scared of him, stay away from him and probably shouldn't even glance at direction. Yet I do the opposite. I have awakened the monster and he's hunting me. But the thing is that I think I'm starting to enjoy it. The hunt. The thrill. And him. //Blurb 2// She's perfect. Too perfect. My perfect queen. My drug. I hate people like that. She's not supposed to be tempting yet she is. I'm supposed to stay away from her. I promised myself I wouldn't ruin her. Then one night, she awakened the monster she shouldn't have. Maybe few promises are meant to be broken after all. *Bonus Quote* "Tell me, Queen if right now I slide my hand in that little dress of yours? Would I not find you wet? Do you really believe that?" <<<<<<>>>>>>>>

𝐇𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐧'𝐭 𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐚𝐤 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐫𝐠𝐮𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐬 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐲. 𝐬𝐨 𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐢𝐠𝐧𝐬: "𝐏𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐫𝐮𝐧 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐦𝐞, 𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐈 𝐜𝐚𝐧'𝐭 𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐢𝐧 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐦𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐈 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮, 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐲 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥." 𝐌𝐚𝐲'𝐬 𝐏𝐎𝐕... I've always known him...my best friend's older brother, Zane. Tall, impossibly handsome, weirdly he has always hid his tattoos from me and untouchable. I shouldn't notice him. I shouldn't want him. But every time we're in the same room, every accidental brush of his hand, every silent glance...I can't help it. When our worlds collide in one tiny apartment, everything I thought I knew about boundaries disappears. And suddenly, I'm learning that some love stories don't need words-they're written in silence. 𝐙𝐚𝐧𝐞'𝐬 𝐏𝐎𝐕... I can't speak, but I feel everything. Watching May has always been like standing too close to sunlight-warm, impossible to ignore, and just out of reach. Now we're forced together in the same apartment, and I can't hide what I feel any longer. Every glance, every touch, every unspoken moment is a risk...but I'd rather risk it than stay silent anymore. Between laughter, arguments, stolen moments, and quiet confessions, living together isn't easy...but it's a lot harder to ignore what's been there all along.