Infactuation Stories

She only needed a place to stay. Six boys. One house. One simple agreement. They're disciplined. Intelligent. Controlled. The kind of men who don't raise their voices - because they don't need to. At first, their attention feels like coincidence.
Then it feels like concern.
Then it feels like something else. They remember her schedule better than she does.
They anticipate her needs before she speaks.
They close ranks without discussing it. No one tells her she can't leave. They just make sure there's nowhere better to go. She studies how influence works - how small choices can shape behavior without anyone noticing. What she doesn't realize is that she's living inside a system designed around her. Six different personalities.
Six different obsessions.
Six ways to protect her.
Six ways to keep her. And the most dangerous part? They don't fight over her. They align. Because when control is wrapped in kindness,
when protection starts to feel like possession,
when the doors lock softly instead of slamming shut- you don't realize you're trapped until you try to walk away. And by then... it's already too late.

Ira Verma never imagined her new job would land her inside the cold, echoing walls of the Rathore estate-a mansion guarded by silence, secrets, and the brooding presence of the man she's been hired to care for. Devraj Singh Rathore, heir to one of the most powerful families in India, is feared by many and understood by none. Bound to a wheelchair after a brutal attack, he shows no emotion, no warmth... and certainly no interest in the woman tending to him. At least, that's what Ira believes. What she doesn't know is that behind his still gaze lies a storm-dark, obsessive, and dangerously fixated on her. He watches when she's not looking, collects pieces of her she never gave, and burns with jealousy every time his younger brother dares to flirt with her. But Ira has a life outside this mansion. A fiancé her family chose. A future she thought she wanted. Devraj is done pretending. And when obsession begins to crack through restraint, Ira must face a chilling truth: You can only run so far... when the one who craves you is already inside your world.

Nothing could be more idyllic than growing up in a small Oklahoman town. At least until I began the third grade. Then things changed and, believe me, not for the better. However, the worst of all that occurred was the end of my friendship with the girl three doors down from my home, a relationship I had imagined would last forever. But the warm sunshine of that effervescent childhood was over--dead. As dead as any future that consisted of more than some two-bit job leading nowhere and promising nothing but death after retirement. I was one of those: the losers, the socially inept, the never to succeed, forever to be stuck in this town with zero prospects of having anything else but a lonely and stunted life. It was hard enough to accept, to endure. But standing alone by my bedroom window and peering out far too many countless times and catching sight of Rachel Magnussen, my situation grew to become untenable: Rachel of beauty, of athleticism, of intelligence, full of social grace and verve. As she triumphantly ascended into her mid-teenage years, I was on a never ending swirling descent into the gutter, simply struggling for existence. The girl of my dreams was just that, and I had to suppress my feelings for her. I couldn't let her know and have myself crushed beyond what I already was. And it was impossible to believe she might share any of the same sentiments with me, not with a nerdy, pimply faced and proverbial 90 lb weakling named Ryan Nielsen. Then the unexpected happened. Someone came into my life who asked me: "Is this all you want?" If ever there was a rhetorical question--that was the one. Yes, yes, YES! I wanted more. I wanted better. I wanted Rachel. And the funny thing was: I discovered my feelings for the girl down the street were not all of what was suppressed within me. The improbable, the impossible happened. I had both almost within my grasp: a brand new future, one I could never have anticipated, and Rachel. And then I was betrayed...

Y/n was always excited for her senior year of high school. Applying for colleges, turning 18, prom, senior parties, graduating, and spending time with her best friend. Unfortunately, her ideal year is screwed up when the school's borders are redrawn. Suddenly her best friend is forced into another school, and five obsessed boys force their way into Y/N's life.

A poetic journey through rainbows of love. This is a book of free-verse poems by Radianza, originally published in 2019, and revised in 2023.

Meet lazy, head-in-the-clouds, sarcastic introvert Shyla Kumar Rao and her adolescent dreamboat crush slash childhood buddy-Kabir Bharadwaj Jha. Enter unnecessary third party who dutifully lets the little secret float into the air, within hearing range of the object of her affection. What is to be expected rather than a straight up confrontation by the boy who seems a little more than interested? Follow Shyla through a fresh narrative of a coming of age tale and the portrayal of innocent, adolescent love and the everyday struggles of an introvert who will gladly build castles in the air than float closer to the realm of reality.

Peyn: Prelude is the first part of Peyn Trilogy. It is divided into two parts: [INTRO] and [FATE]

Cody Harter had fallen irrefutably for Acer 'Ace' Wilson. The problem is, boys weren't supposed to be pretty, especially not the so-called emo. ~~~~~ I'm gonna be honest I wrote this because I was bored

Hello Mr. Canes follows the story of Cholo and Mikael's relationship and challenges that they've face. Can the hot and cold relationship of Mikael and Cholo can stand different diversities in life? Or instead they will divide.

Poems based on different life experiences, my scattered thoughts and everything that I ever wanted to say out loud. Published:10/9/20

A Journal. Poem Diary. Highest rank in poetry- rank #19 April 17- ranked #31 May 30-ranked #31 May 31- ranked #35

This is a really short story that I wrote for my English class. It's supposed to be a Gothic story and I liked how my story came out. When I say it's short... is like really short. But nonetheless, it's enjoyable and a creepy little story to read when you are in a hurry or just plain bored.

How far can you run? How long can you hide, if you need to survive against the tragic reality of life? Some things are better left out on the road but I'm here to tell you my story. A story of sorrow and endless running. A story of impossibility as it becomes possible. Everything is possible in this world; you just need to open your eyes to see. Another civilization does exist here 'IN' Earth. Hard to believe but every word is true. Since the beginning of time, they are already helping us to develop the upper world of Earth. Maybe, we are not aware of it but it is all written in every old eye of ancient times.

i'm broken. because of him.

Na Hae-soo is a character depending on how people perceives her. Some pity her whilst others see her as yet another fragile female lead with a tragic life: a hollow marriage with a cheating husband. Then somehow, saved by a rather convenient younger man whom sworns devotion. How romantic. A pure love from a man that's barely out of his boyhood? Let's be honest here, his lower body speaks for it before his heart does. Yet, you still clicked for this story anyway. For the drama, the scandal, and the forbidden romance of an age-gap trope. Like a wolf in sheep's clothing you ate all that up and leave no crumbs. But there's so much to the story. Author-nim, you gave the readers a traumatized woman and called it plot. Hae-soo could've been more than that. A symbol of retribution for any man mistakening broken for available. But no. Here were we are with her pain guised as male gaze and call it romance. So tell me, what happens when 𝙮𝙤𝙪 wake up in her world? "Eonnie, leave him! I know that Minshi-ugh, oppa. You deserve better than this!" Who needs Taeha when 𝙮𝙤𝙪'𝙧𝙚 here? Happy endings don't always need a man, just a protagonist with a spine and sisterhood backing her up. No puns intended. Too bad the universe dislike revising. No matter how hard you rewrite her journey, fate somehow find its way to stay on the plot. Just, not in a way you expected. "Eonnie, why's he coming here everyday? He smiles but never talks to me. I tell you, he's planning my death.." "Oh, come on, Sora. He's just here to buy flowers." Not exactly but Hae-soo couldn't say more than that. Pity, her little sister in law can be so clueless. 𝘓𝘰𝘷𝘦, 𝘓𝘰𝘷𝘦, 𝘓𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝙀𝙭𝙤 ●━━━━━━──────── 1:20 ⇆　　　◁　　❚❚　　▷　　　↻ ᴠᴏʟᴜᴍᴇ : ▮▮▮▮▮▮▯▯▯

this is a story of infatuation. a delving into the mind of one stolen into sin. a human and a frog can't work, won't work, and so it doesn't work. but the awakened senses of the mind rage on nonetheless.

Male x Male Reader / Requests open

Fanfictions of the RPG

This one time I had a really random crush that made this happen.