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He wakes up with no memories- only fear, confusion, and the comfort of a stranger who feels safe. Ved Abhimaan Singh never meant to get involved, but one decision binds him to Arsh, a boy who remembers nothing except the man who stayed when everything else fell apart. What begins as protection turns into quiet dependence, unspoken emotions, and a bond neither of them is prepared for. This is a slow-burn story of healing, fractured families, and love that grows softly-before either of them knows what to do with it.

Description: Kyrian Volkov is not your typical Omega. Standing at 6'4", with the face of a god and the attitude of a king, the world sees him as a dominant Alpha model. But behind the glamour, he hides a fragile secret-a sensitive body and a craving to be taken care of. Lorenzo Moretti is a man of lethal precision. To the world, he is a ruthless Casino Mogul and the Don of the Italian Mafia. In the shadows, he is a brilliant Surgeon who decides who lives and who dies. He is an Enigma-rare, dangerous, and obsessed with control. What happens when the chaotic, sassy model crashes into the life of the disciplined, cold-hearted Doctor? Kyrian is used to breaking rules, but Lorenzo is the one who makes them. "He was the storm looking for a shelter. He was the silence looking for a heartbeat."

Tife is a Nigerian student with brains, height, and a knack for getting lost-literally-at the University of Chicago. Fresh off a scholarship that promises freedom from a society that refuses to accept him, he's ready to dive into a world where he can finally be himself... if he can survive the campus first.

They are forced to share a room, they have no mutual feelings for each other and share no interests. But the fall in love. The best Eugsley story you will ever need

‎‎"You're not listening to me," Skyler teased, elbowing him gently. ‎ ‎Ajax startled. "What? No, I-I heard the thing about unethical...fruit...gene...fly things." ‎ ‎Skyler grinned, soft and knowing. "You're staring." ‎ ‎Ajax turned bright red. "No, I'm just...observing the environment." ‎ ‎Skyler laughed. "Oh yeah? And how's the environment treating you?" ‎ ‎"It's distracting," Ajax muttered, mostly to his shoes.

"I know I killed a close friend of yours but I'll be honest and say, I'm in with love you. Lucius will probably try to kill me, Nate and Dante would never accept me, Cesar will torture me if he catches me, and I don't think you'd ever forgive me either, but you know what?" He shrugged his shoulders as he reached for Charles' jaw, tilting his head to the side and examining his quivering blue eyes that resembled his father's way too much. His thumb slid across the tape over Charles' lips that were sealed shut underneath. "I don't care if I need to hide underground in a bunker for the rest of my life, I want to be with you and I'm not going to let any of them stop me, and that includes yourself. So how about you stop fighting those restraints and kiss me the same way you did last night, remember?" Nineteen-year-old Charles Kennedy never thought his life would be thrown in such turmoil. He tried to live a normal life with his fathers, Dante and Nate Kennedy, but it was kind of hard when his best friend, Natalia Hercules, Lucius' Hercules daughter, was always involved in some shady missions, regardless of her father's rules. However, he never thought that one of them would be killed by the leader of a powerful upcoming troop. Even worse, he never thought that leader would fall in love with him? And what happens when he falls in love back? Does he choose his family or his soulmate? How is he supposed to avenge the death of his family friend when it's the love of his life that he needs to kill?

Book three of the Let's Recelebrate series! Now that Josh and Tyler were officially together as boyfriends, they felt like they were on top of the world. However, there was still a lot for them to figure out together. How was Tyler gonna tell his fans about his lover being a man? And how was Josh gonna handle the sudden spotlight on him once Tyler would come out? How would Josh feel about the sudden attention of Tyler's fans about him and everything in their lives, as they would want to know about every detail, how would he handle being recognized in public by fans he'd never seen or met? And not only that: Tyler lived in Columbus. Josh lived in Los Angeles. Were they gonna be able to handle the distance between them? Especially since, in past relationships, both of them had been so dependent on their past lovers, and distance was one of the reasons that caused separations. Would they be able to make it work, or were they just not that meant to be after all? ~~ This is an ACTIVE story. Book 2 of Let's Recelebrate. First chapter published on (..) 2025 ~~ Since there's a maximum of 200 parts to a book, we have to migrate for a second time to another book - the third book already! Thanks to everyone who's been following this story for three years already! This is the third part of the very long ongoing story called Let's Recelebrate where I re-write my idea and story from many years ago called Celebrate. So glad to have you here. I hope you stick around! Started on June 5, 2025

Ashit had a future planned-exams, career, responsibilities. He never planned for Hriday ♡ A boy too young to face the world alone, yet with a heart too bright to be forgotten. What begins as protection slowly turns into something far deeper... Together, they find laughter in the smallest things, comfort in silence, and hope where none existed. Every glance holds a secret. Every touch risks unraveling the careful walls they've built. But every promise comes with a cost. And some bonds... are meant to be tested. ✦ A story of care, courage, and the fragile beauty of connection, where two hearts learn that love doesn't ask for permission-it simply chooses. ꧁♡꧂ Ratings ✨ #3 in emotional story ( 26/09/2025 ) #4 in romantic fiction ( 14/10/2025 ) #2 in romance readers ( 14/10/2025 ) #2 in readers of Wattpad ( 17/10/2025 ) #2 in heartbreaking romance ( 17/10/2025 )

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[Book 5] Age Restriction - 15 years and older Story Genre - Drama (Love Triangle + Age Gap) ချင်းတောင်တန်းတွေဆီမှ အချစ်ဇာတ်လမ်းလေးတစ်ပုဒ်...🌺 ခ်င္းေတာင္တန္းေတြဆီမွ အခ်စ္ဇာတ္လမ္းေလးတစ္ပုဒ္...🌺 (10 October 2025)

Enemies to lovers NaniSky ♥︎ The Premise When Santa, the young son of wealthy and powerful businessman Nani, is diagnosed with a life-threatening blood disorder, the world stops. Because of a rare Rh-null blood type (often called "Golden Blood"), the only way to save Santa is through a bond with a perfect genetic match. Sky, a cold, high-strung corporate heir who discovers he possesses the same rare blood. In a move of desperate ruthlessness. Sky must undergo an experimental medical procedure to carry and give birth to a child that will serve as Santa's savior.

Nas disappeared years ago. Kyrin moved on from his dumb crush on his older brother's best friend... or so he thought. But Nas's return proves those feelings never vanished - they just hid. He's different now: older, sharper, more calculated, with eyes that speak more than his words. And the difference this time? They're living in the same space....where temptation lurks in every corner.

Rowell, the new cupid (inplace of his mother), is an ordinary college student. A designer. One night after an exhausting day, he finds himself tasked to matchmake a man named Lysandr. A terrifyingly bloody mafia man. Will he find a perfect soul for Lysander or will he end up being that soul? (Ts is still ongoing luvz, so sorry for late publishing smtimes!!! <3

Clouds follows a couple whose world shifts when they learn they can't have children. Instead of giving up, they start a new journey - one filled with paperwork, hope, setbacks, and the dream of giving a child a home.

mike and will have been distant. there's a tension always between them but neither of them want to say anything. will has a secret he's been hiding from mike, from everyone. it's only a matter of time before they find out. but that's the thing. is the secret going to explode everything?

Your name is Y/N Y/L/N. A 45-year-old male part of the species called 'Dîr niben', translated from Sindarin to be: 'Small man'. You were a kind of creature known for hiding, as the purity of your own heart could do more harm than good. If your home was somewhere easy to find, anyone, good or evil would be able to leave with anything they asked. Because why would you say no to someone who says 'please'? But, despite this lifestyle, this hiding, one lucky afternoon you ended up on a walk in the surrounding forest where you found a lost artifact, a beautiful staff that held a jewel with small elements of magic inside. The staff's magic copied the soul like a mirror. An item neither good, or evil. It was a reflection of one's morals. So, after taking it back to the village and getting a visit from Gandalf, you left the comfort of home to stand by the wizard's side, as his apprentice. To learn how to harness this small power so you could start to protect the people you loved. ...But in return...you may have agreed to help Thorin Oakenshield and his company go on a journey, protecting a burglar on the way to Erebor, where he would steal back a jewel from the greatest calamity of the age... 𝐒𝐦𝐚𝐮𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐛𝐥𝐞. --------------------------------------------------------- TRIGGERS: ⚠️ ALCOHOL ⚠️FIGHTING ⚠️STABBING ⚠️KILLING ⚠️BLOOD NO NSFW INCLUDED!!! AND LASTLY, I DO NOT OWN THE HOBBIT OR IT'S CHARACTERS FROM THE BOOK OR FILM ADAPTION. THIS IS A FANFIC AND ALL RIGHTS GO TO PETER JACKSON AND WARNER BROS.

Two worlds stand divided-one alive with music, the other starved of it. When a gifted singer from a radiant planet has his voice stolen by an ambitious musician from a silent world, betrayal ignites a chain of events neither of them can escape. What begins as manipulation turns into longing, and what was taken by force can only be returned through connection. As music becomes the key to uniting a fractured universe, four young artists must decide whether love, vulnerability, and truth are powerful enough to heal worlds that were never meant to sing together.

In a world where powers aren't hidden-they're everything-survival isn't just a choice; it's a rule. Cities burn, factions fight, and the streets are ruled by those strong enough to take them. Asher is feared. Calm, lethal, and untouchable, his void manipulation can bend reality itself. Jace is reckless, sharp-tongued, and unyielding, a force that can control and guide any chaotic energy he touches. Together, they're unstoppable... but not untouchable. When Malik, a dangerous rival with fire in his veins and malice in his eyes, steps into their path, Asher and Jace must navigate a world of death, power, and betrayal. As chaos swirls around them, their bond is tested in ways neither expected-and love becomes the only thing worth fighting for. Friends. Partners. Lovers. In a city ruled by monsters, can they survive-and can they finally let themselves feel? A/N_ Heyyy! 👋 So... this is my very first story, and I'm lowkey terrified 😅 Don't expect perfection, but I promise some chaos, drama, and maybe a few Asher × Jace heart-flutters 💖 Thanks for hopping on this apocalypse ride with me! 🔥

WARNING: male/male. Reader discretion is advised. Anomaly Chronicles story 1: Jamie Crown is a snarky nerd. His biggest crush is Anthony Charles, the school jock, but fellow thespian. Their paths...collide.

Will doesn't really remember it--the Twisted World, where everything is dark and decaying, devoid of any life not born from twisted plants and shifting shadows. Beyond the fear, and the ache of pumping legs, and the burn of lungs desperately trying to take in air so he can keep running--from the monster that stands like a man, but has a face like that of a flower made from flesh, lined with hundreds of razor-sharp teeth that glisten with the gushing saliva of a beast starved; from the sentient shadow, a spider-like thing made up of crisscrossing particles of twirling black; from the demonic bats that ark down from clouds flashing with red, the sound of their flapping, leathery wings and hungry screeches eclipsed by the clapping roar that accompanies the flashing crimson. Will doesn't remember much but reaching vines, terrifying monsters, cold that freezes, and pain. And red. So much red. Lighting up the blue-tinted world with deafening claps of crimson thunder. Staining whatever clothes he'd scavenged from once-familiar houses, twisted and rotten in this cold world. Smeared on the back of his hand, in the shoulder of a jacket, the top of his lip. The taste of iron on his tongue when he takes too long to wipe it away. Blood, dribbling and gushing from his nose whenever he uses 𝙄𝙩. When his legs are too slow or too tired to carry him away from the nearest danger. When he's curled up in his latest hole of temporary safety, eyes finally falling closed after days spent open, constantly watching, with the sound of blood rushing and his heart beating, like static from some far off radio, and his mind drifts into the void. There, separated from his aching body, in the darkness, is the only time Will feels anything truly resembling peace. Because there, in The Empty, he can find them. -- Rest of the summary is under the chapter titled "Summary." I do not own Stranger Things and am in no way profiting off of this. A "what if" Will wasn't rescued.