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"An Indian exchange student meets her Italian senior, and what begins as sunshine colliding with cold rain slowly turns into the most beautiful rainbow-a love story that defies distance, culture, and boundaries." ~Two strangers. One campus. A story written in fate~✿ --- Scene (to keep my readers interested 😉) --- Ethan: (quietly, almost to himself) "Attenta, carino."(careful cutie) Trithi: "Carino? Wait-what does that mean?" Ethan: (expressionless, pretending not to care) "...It means ....dumbo." She: "Nooo, you carino!" (says it with full confidence, smiling up at him, thinking she's calling him dumbo) (Ethan freezes. His ears turn a little red. He looks away, jaw tightening, because nobody's ever called him cute before-especially not in that soft accent.) Ethan: (to cover it up, smirking slightly) "You know, carino is actually for girls. If you want to call a boy 'dumbo,' you should say... marito." She: "Marito...?" (tries it out, tilting her head) Ethan: (low voice, leaning closer) "Yes. But don't say it to any other boy but me, okay?" (She nod innocently, still thinking it means dumbo. He turns away, smirking to himself, while his heart is secretly going insane.) --- ~Marito means husband/hubby~😉🎀 #1 - onemanwoman - 29/5/2026 #1 - onewomanman - 29/5/2026 #29 - loveatfirstsight -29/5/2026 #2 - loveatfirstsight -11/7/2026

His Angel is available on Wattpad only until 17 July 2026. After that, the book will be permanently moved to Scrollstack. "I can't believe you forgot to schedule that meeting, Raj!" he shouted into the phone, his voice cutting through the peaceful atmosphere. "This is the second time! If you can't handle your job, maybe I should find someone who can!" His words were harsh, each syllable dripped with irritation. His personal assistant stammered an apology, but Aarav was too enraged to listen. "You're fir-" he began, ready to fire him, but then the soft chime of Siya's payal reached his ears, cutting through his anger. It was a gentle sound, unlike the chaos of his work life, and it drew his attention away from the call. *************************************** Aarav Singh Rathore is a powerful 28-year-old CEO and ruler of Rajasthan. Known for being cold, rude, and quick to anger, Aarav is feared by everyone around him. He controls everything in his world, always protecting his family and making sure no one dares to disobey him. Siya Rajput is a sweet and caring 21-year-old who studies English Literature. Despite losing her parents and being treated poorly by her uncle and aunt, Siya stays positive and kind. However, she sometimes feels overwhelmed by her emotions, especially anger. When Aarav and Siya's worlds come together, will Aarav's cold heart soften? Or will Siya's gentle nature be tested by the challenges she faces?

An accident or fate? Marie Morgan, an aspiring dancer trying to make it in LA, went on a walk one night. A car crash pulled her into the life of Bill Bray and his wife. What happens when she finds out who Bill works for? Or when she's asked to dance for the opportunity of a lifetime?

"Feel that?" He asked, keeping her hand still. "That's what you do to me. Every time I see you. Every time I hear you laugh. Every time I think of you." ❤︎ ❤︎ ❤︎ It started with an accidental run in, but blossomed into something more. Aurora never thought she could ever love herself again, let alone give her love to another. Yet after meeting him, her doubts slowly began to fade away. Xavier was never a man of many words. Known to be cold and closed off, he found himself opening up to her as he fell for her fast. Join Aurora and Xavier as they learn to love and trust each other, forming unbreakable bonds. ❤︎ Extended description inside ❤︎ #2 in romcom 07-20-2022 #2 in sweet 04-23-2021 #1 in loveatfirstsight 04-14-2021 #1 in fiction 02-15-2021 #2 in billionaire 11-14-2020 #3 in chicklit 11-13-2020 #4 in protective 10-18-2020 #1 in boyfriend 10-15-2020 #1 in drama 10-8-2020 #4 in love 9-23-2020 #2 in humor 9-20-2020 #1 in sweetromance 9-14-2020 #1 in asiansinlit 9-04-2020 #1 in newadultromance 8-16-2020

"Aap... yahan?" He stopped just inches away. Too close. Their breaths tangled. Her heart pounded in her ears. " Akhirkar 6 mahine ki aankh micholi ke baad aap samne he mere..." "Pahli mulakat yaadgar honi chahiye na jaan... (leaning in, lips almost touching hers) please don't stop me..." The first brush of his lips against hers was gentle, almost too gentle for the intensity between them. But the moment he felt the warmth of her lips, the floodgates opened. The kiss deepened - demanding, possessive, and yet tender, as though he was trying to memorize every sensation. Once he finds her breathless, he left her lips with a pop sound and move little away just to see her now ruined lipstick and flushed cheeks... "Roshni...Tum meri ho..." "Rudra... I..." "Don't say anything jaan. I will take care of everything from here onwards..Just feel this...feel me..feel us" RUDRA JAIN: 26, Ruthless, reclusive, untouchable, mysterious, CEO,Dominant. Brilliant mind, calculated tone, controlled body language. Only lets his guard down when no one's watching... except Roshni. Roshni is his hell,his heaven and his everything in between ROSHNI GUPTA, 23, Soft. Warm. Hopeful, Aspiring Jewellery designer,Kind-hearted, curious, intuitive Never afraid to speak her mind, but hates conflict 🚦Never imagined that one stolen glance at a red light and one humble order from her could start a fire she couldn't control. And once they met: 👀Glances that burn. He watches her like she's a sin he wants to commit over and over again. Her gaze? A challenge. A dare. Not every argument ends in silence. Some end with her pinned against a wall, his breath on her neck, the storm outside matching the one inside them. Soft apologies tangled in sheets and bare skin. 🫱 Hands that wander. Not by accident. Not hesitant anymore. craving, claiming, consuming. ☕ Coffee cups with lipstick stains and Coffee growing cold while their bodies stay warm

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˚ . ྀིྀི୧ ❤︎ ୨ ྀིྀི.˚ "You don't own me, Mr. Rathore." "Don't I? Look around, Noor. Every door in this mansion opens with my name - and you're standing in the middle of it wearing my sindoor." Noor: "Maybe you forced me into your world... but you'll never have me." Rudraksh (leaning close, whispering): "Sweetheart, I don't chase what's mine. I just wait... until you stop running." ౨ৎ.⋆˚✿˖°꒰ঌ໒꒱˚⋆𐙚。𖦹.ᡣ𐭩 🖤 The night smelled of roses... and ruin. The city slept, but the mansion on the hill burned with gold - not of celebration, but of power. She stood there, trembling in crimson silk, eyes swollen from hours of crying. 👰‍♀️ Noor Malhotra - the sacrifice wrapped as a bride. And across the room, watching her like a shadow come alive, was Rudraksh Singh Rathore - the man they called The Devil of Rajasthan. 💼 The minister. 💣 The mafia. 🕶️ The man whose word was law... and whose silence was punishment. "Why me...?" she whispered, her voice breaking. "Because you smiled once," he replied coldly, stepping closer, "and the world forgot to exist for me." Her breath hitched as his gaze dragged over her - not with lust, but obsession. The kind that didn't crave flesh, it demanded possession. "Your father owed me," he continued, slipping a ring onto her finger. "So he gave me his most precious thing." A tear rolled down Noor's cheek. He caught it mid-air, his thumb tracing it like a mark of victory. "From this night," he murmured, eyes locked on hers, "you're not Noor Malhotra anymore." "You're my Amanat." 🌑 Silence followed - heavy, consuming, sacred. Outside, the world carried on, unaware that a deal had been sealed - not with signatures, but with stolen innocence and unspoken desire. 💔 That night, the devil was gifted a soul made of light. And he promised himself one thing - If heaven ever tried to take her back... 🔥 he'd burn it down.

"𝗝𝗶𝘀𝗺𝗲𝗶𝗻 𝗻𝗮 𝘁𝗮𝗸𝗿𝗮𝗮𝗿 𝗵𝗼, 𝗻𝗮 𝗷𝘂𝗻𝗼𝗼𝗻.... 𝘄𝗼𝗵 𝗸𝗮𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗶 𝗵𝗶 𝗸𝘆𝗮? 𝗬𝗲𝗵 𝗸𝗮𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗶 𝗻𝗮 𝘀𝗶𝗿𝗳 𝘁𝗮𝗸𝗮𝗿𝗮𝗮𝘆𝗲𝗴𝗶, 𝗯𝗮𝗹𝗸𝗶 𝗱𝗶𝗹𝗼𝗻 𝗸𝗲 𝗳𝗮𝘀𝗹𝗲 𝗯𝗵𝗶 𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗵𝗲𝗴𝗶- 𝗲𝗸 𝗮𝗶𝘀𝗲 𝗺𝗼𝗵𝗮𝗯𝗮𝗮𝘁 𝗸𝗲 𝘀𝗮𝗮𝘁𝗵, 𝗷𝗼 𝗻𝗮 𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗵𝗸𝗮𝗿 𝗯𝗵𝗶 𝗱𝗶𝗹𝗼𝗻 𝗽𝗮𝗿 𝗿𝗮𝗮𝗷 𝗸𝗮𝗿𝗲𝗴𝗶" Silvercrest Academy is ruled by The Sovereigns-the untouchable, the powerful, the elite. They own the halls, control the rules, and crush anyone who dares to challenge them. But when four outsiders step into their world, an unstoppable war begins. Among them is Amrita Singh-brilliant, kind, and fearless for her own good. She never wanted trouble, but trouble found her in the form of Abhimaan Rathore-the cold, untouchable and dangerously irresistible He was supposed to break her. She was supposed to bow down. But what happens when hate turns into something far more dangerous? Because power plays and cruel games are easy... but resisting the pull of an enemy who sets your soul on fire? That's impossible. __________________________________________________________________________________ Amrita:"Tumhe mujhse kya chahiye, Abhimaan?" Abhimaan: (leaning in, voice deep and possessive) "Tumhari har hasi, har aansu, har saans... sab kuch. Tumse kam pe manzoor nahi hai." __________________________________________________________________________________ And in a school where loyalty is a weapon and love is the ultimate weakness-who will win, and who will fall? To know more, dive into the story🎀✨ Tropes:- Enemies to lovers Multiple couples Rivalry turned obsession Slow burn tension Forbidden Romance

Rutvi, a 18 year-old city girl-charming, carefree, and adorably clumsy-visits her ancestral village with her family. Everything there feels like stepping into another era... slower, raw, and strangely beautiful. And for the first time, she feels free. Running through fields, laughing with her cousins, living without rules... She starts falling in love with a life she never knew. But someone else notices her. Ishvik Pratap Singh. Quiet. Intense. Watching. Not just looking... observing. Studying. Claiming-without saying a word. One afternoon, while Rutvi is playing outside, Ishvik arrives at her house with his father and brother. A formal proposal. But not the kind that asks. His father places the demand bluntly- "We want your daughter's hand." Rutvi's father refuses immediately. "She's too young. This won't happen." Voices rise. The air turns heavy. But Ishvik's father doesn't back down. "Shaadi toh hogi... chahe aaj ho ya kal" And then- Rutvi walks in. Carefree, unaware... still smiling from moments ago. But the second Ishvik sees her properly... everything stills. His gaze doesn't move. Not curiosity. Not admiration. Something deeper. Something dangerous. Like he's already decided- she's his Without a word, he stands up... walks straight to her. The room falls silent. He takes out a chocolate, places it in her hand, and says softly- "Bahut jaldi milenge." (Not a hope... a promise.) Then he turns, walks out, and sits in the Thar with his family... Leaving behind silence... and something far more unsettling than rejection.

When Ishita Sharma was thirteen years old, she saw Army Officer Kabir Khanna for the first time. Tall, confident, and wearing his uniform with pride. From that day onward, he became her secret childhood crush. Years passed. Kabir never knew the little girl who followed him around family functions and admired him from afar. For him, she was simply his best friend's younger cousin. For her, he was her first love. Now at twenty-four, Ishita's parents bring an arranged marriage proposal. The groom? Major Kabir Khanna. The same man she spent years secretly loving. The same man who doesn't remember half their childhood interactions. Marrying him feels like a dream. But dreams aren't always easy. Because Kabir doesn't love her. Not yet. Can Ishita hide her feelings while building a new life with him? And can Kabir learn that sometimes the greatest love story begins after marriage?

(Also before you get to reading so shane and lori never happened) what happens when Shanw Walsh went walking when him and rick got into when he open up the barn on the Greene's farm, that he came across the a house just in time to see four walkers trying to get inside a house and he heard a woman in pain so he quickly. So he took out the four walkers and went inside with his gun, When he went inside the noise was upstairs in one of the bedrooms was a woman that was giving birth. And thats when Shane Walsh meets Elizabeth Smith a pregnant 23 year old woman and falls for her really quickly. [Season 1 & Season 2]

"In my dark world, you are the only thing I'm afraid to lose." 🔥🥀 #1- him 14.4k stories #1-college life 4.04k storie 03/05/2026 #1-Dominate in 1.9k stories 06/06/2026 #1-secret admirer 3.55k stories 05/07/2026 #1-richboypoorgirl..1.37k stories 07/07/2026 **JAISE KOI KINAARA DETA HO SAHAARA MUJHE WO MILA KISI MOD PAR**❤️ kritgya sigh rathod he is billionaire , bussinessman , mafia for bad people ,most powerful man everyone scared of him Tall, broad shoulders, sharp jawline, dark eyes that look intimidating, tattoos/scars that hint at his violent past, always in expensive suits. Aanya panday Age -19 Appearance: Delicate frame, big expressive eyes (innocent but hiding quiet strength), long hair fair glowing skin that makes her look fragile in dark world. Personality: Innocent, naïve at first, trusts easily - but deep down she has a hidden resilience. She may start off broken, but as story progress es she learns to fight, speak up, and even challenge the. English is not my first language so if any grammatical mistakes accur....then don't mind bro💝

[Under Editing] ✨EKANSH RAGHUWANSHI✨ - Asia's youngest billionaire, powerful, feared and hopelessly in love. ✨AVANTIKA SEN✨ - Asia's youngest businesswoman, bold, beautiful, unapologetically confident and completely uninterested in love. When an arranged marriage proposal brings these two empires together, the world sees a business alliance. But Ekansh sees his dream coming true. Because while everyone thinks this marriage is arranged... He has already loved her for years. She thinks marriage is just responsibility. He plans to make it her favorite love story. Possessive husband. Bold wife. Protective families. Soft chaos. Jealous rivals. And a man absolutely gone for his wife. Because Ekansh Raghuwanshi doesn't fall in love. He worships. And unfortunately for Avantika- she is his wife. ✨ Dive into the story to know what happens 😉 • DISCLAIMER • This story is a work of fiction. All characters, names, places, businesses, events, and situations in this story are purely fictional and created for entertainment purposes only. Any resemblance to real persons, living or dead or actual events is purely coincidental. There is no intention to offend, defame or disrespect any individual, community, profession, body type, culture or belief. The female lead represents body positivity, confidence and self-love. This story does not promote body shaming in any form. Any negative comments shown in the story are part of societal reality and are included only to highlight growth, strength and awareness. Please read with an open heart and enjoy the journey of love, healing, chaos, and a very lovesick husband. Thank you for reading 💖

She went to Michael Jackson's concert expecting one unforgettable night. She didn't expect him to notice her. One glance from the stage turns into backstage passes, midnight phone calls and a man who suddenly wants to know everything about her. At first, it feels like a dream. Until Mai realizes Michael isn't just interested. He's watching. He's waiting. And he doesn't seem ready to let her go.

🌙✨ 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐎𝐧𝐞 𝐎𝐟 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 '𝐈𝐬𝐡𝐪' ✨🌙 "𝑰𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒉𝒂-𝒆-𝑰𝒔𝒉𝒒" 𝒊𝒔 𝒂 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒚 𝒐𝒇 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒃𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒎𝒔 𝒂𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒓𝒐𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆..... 𝒐𝒓 𝒎𝒂𝒚𝒃𝒆 𝒆𝒙𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒍𝒚 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒏 𝒊𝒕 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒎𝒆𝒂𝒏𝒕 𝒕𝒐. 🥀 𝗭𝗮𝗿𝗶𝗮𝗻 𝗠𝗮𝗹𝗶𝗸 🥀 He was a man who never believed in distractions until she walked in and the world blurred around her presence. He knew he had no right to want her, yet his heart kept whispering her name in every silent prayer. 🥀 𝗔𝘆𝗲𝗱𝗮 𝗞𝗵𝗮𝗻 🥀 She had dreams, boundaries, and a life set on a different path. But sometimes, love doesn't ask for permission, it just quietly becomes the only thing that feels right. Some love stories are soft, some are stormy-but this one? It's a surrender 𝑼𝒏𝒉𝒆 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒉𝒏𝒂 𝒃𝒉𝒊 𝒈𝒖𝒏𝒂𝒉 𝒕𝒉𝒂. 𝑶𝒓 𝑴𝒂𝒊... 𝑴𝒂𝒊 𝒕𝒐𝒉 𝒖𝒏𝒔𝒆 𝒊𝒔𝒉𝒒 𝒌𝒂𝒓 𝒃𝒂𝒊𝒕𝒉𝒂. ~𝒁𝒂𝒓𝒊𝒂𝒏 𝒎𝒂𝒍𝒊𝒌

Her hand trembles when she is about to sign the marriage papers. The very mention of the word marriage reminds her of her past, her first marriage. She had not even peacefully come out of her previous toxic marriage and she is pushing herself into the same hell again. But then fighting with her thoughts, she takes a deep breath and signs the marriage papers and a tear comes out of her eyes as she is not ready to face again all that she faced in her previous marriage. ◇◇◇◇◇◇◇ " Never forget, the day you break even a single rule of this marriage, I will divorce you and after that you know the consequences." He says after signing their marriage papers And his heart feels heavy as he says these insensitive words to her because after getting her he cannot even think of divorcing her, Divorcing her, isn't even the last thing he would do but still he has no other option except putting this condition before her. And there after hearing his words she looks at him with her blank eyes. Book start : 25.01.2025

Vardaan Singh Rajwanshi : The 25-year-old cunning chairperson of Rajvanshi Empire, with a flawless face, towering height, and a dominating personality that commands respect. His piercing gaze and chiseled features make girls weak in the knees, but beneath his confident exterior lies a complex web of emotions - ambition, pride, and a hint of vulnerability. As the eldest son, he's burdened with the weight of responsibility, but his sweet demeanor hides a sharp mind and a calculating heart. Isha Singh : A 21-year-old final-year college student, pursuing a course in fashion designing. Her angelic face and empathetic nature make her a beloved figure on campus. She's a sensitive soul with a generous heart, always willing to lend a listening ear or a helping hand. Her passion for dancing is more than just a hobby - it's an escape from the world, a way to express herself freely. With a gentle smile and sparkling eyes, Isha radiates warmth and kindness, but deep down, she's still discovering her own strengths and weaknesses. Yaha tak padh liye toh book bhi padhte jaana pyare lavenders ✨ *Book Details:* - *Started on:* 17th November 2024 - *Completed on:* To be determined, but let's hope it's a bestseller! 😊

#ʙᴏᴏᴋ-2 ᴛʜᴇ ᴋʜᴀɴ ᴅʏɴᴀꜱᴛy "𝐈-𝐈 𝐝𝐨" I whispered, my voice barely audible over the sound of my own heart pounding in my chest. I kept my gaze steady as the Marriage Officiant slid the nikah papers towards me. As I lowered the pen to sign, my eyes caught a glimpse of the groom's name written boldly: ZAIN IMAD KHAN. No. This can't be true. It can't be him. But there was no time to process this shock. My fingers moved almost on their own, signing the papers before I handed them back through the flower partition that separated me from that cruel monster. I felt a numbness spreading through me as my stalker, now my husband on the other side signed, sealing our fate. And then, a voice cut through the silence like a knife. "𝐀𝐑𝐄𝐄𝐉!" My head snapped towards the entrance, and my breath caught in my throat. Who is at the other end of the partition if he is standing here? Before I could understand what was happening, a strong hand grabbed my wrist, pulling me back. I collided against a firm chest, inhaling a scent I had come to know all too well. My heart raced as I realized who it was-Zain Imad Khan, the man who had haunted my thoughts for weeks. Before I could utter a word, he lifted his arm, a gun gleaming in his hand. He said in a dangerous tone. "𝐈'𝐝 𝐛𝐮𝐫𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐤𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐚𝐟𝐞-𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐟𝐥𝐚𝐦𝐞" Without hesitation, he pulled the trigger. The gunshot echoed through the room, and the monster at the entrance staggered back, clutching his chest. I stood frozen as he shielded me. The room was filled with shocked gasps, but at that moment, everything else faded away. All I could feel was the warmth of his presence, the protection in his touch, and the realization that when the best was taken away from me, destiny blessed me with the bestest-him.

~𝐀𝐲𝐞𝐬𝐡𝐚 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐡 × 𝐑𝐮𝐬𝐥𝐚𝐧 𝐈𝐯𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐯~ "Why are you doing this?" I asked, my voice laced with desperation and hopelessness. His response was a callous, almost flippant remark: "You know the answer." With a careless flick of his wrist, he discarded the cigarette, grinding it beneath his shoe with a ruthless efficiency that seemed to mirror his treatment of me. As our eyes met, I felt a jolt of fear run through me. His voice dropped to a low, menacing tone, sending shivers down my spine. "Marry me, and I will spare every human life in this place," he growled, his words dripping with a sinister intent. He took a step closer, his eyes blazing with an unholy passion. "Or else, watch them die, and you will still be mine." The sheer ruthlessness of his words left me breathless, my eyes widening in horror and shock. I had never encountered a person as merciless and calculating as him. He had crossed every boundary, shattered every limit, and yet, he showed no remorse, no regret. In his own twisted worldview, he was willing to burn the entire world to ashes, just to make me his. The realization sent a chill coursing through my veins, leaving me frozen in terror, unsure of what lay ahead Ayesha~ "I love someone else" Ruslan~ "your love for some fucker can't be compared to my infinite obsession for you" 𝐓𝐫𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐬‼️ •𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐢 × 𝐕𝐞𝐝𝐚𝐢𝐬𝐢 (𝐑𝐮𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐚𝐧 × 𝐈𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐚𝐧) •𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 •𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐚𝐭 𝐅𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐒𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 •𝐊𝐢𝐝𝐧𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠 •𝐅𝐨𝐫𝐜𝐞𝐝 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐠𝐞 •𝐇𝐞 𝐟𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐫 •𝐌𝐚𝐟𝐢𝐚 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞

Drill Sergeant Leon X Recruit Reader (Female : First Person) "Listen up, recruits! From this moment on, your life as you knew it is OVER. I am Drill Sergeant Leon Scott Kennedy. You will address me as sir, not 'mister,' not 'hey you'. Is that understood?" Spain changed him. After the mission that nearly broke him, after the blood, the parasites, and the things he doesn't talk about, Leon S. Kennedy doesn't return as the same man. He returns sharper. Quieter. Harder. Now reassigned to train the next generation of recruits, Drill Sergeant Kennedy has one rule: Weakness doesn't survive. You're new. Young, but not naïve. Talented, but still learning. And from the moment you step onto his training field, you feel it, the weight of his attention. Not inappropriate. Not obvious. Just...there. You don't mean to stare. You don't mean to admire the quiet strength, the scarred hands, the tired eyes that have seen too much. But you've always known one thing about yourself: You don't want boys. You want someone older. Someone steady. Someone dangerous. Someone who looks at you like they're trying not to. "You don't know what you're asking for," he says one evening, voice low, controlled. "I'm too old for you." "I think I need someone older," you say, your voice quiet and filled with determination. "You know you want me." The way his jaw tightens says something else. He wants you. And that terrifies him more than any mission ever has. 1st on #leonxreader (26/6/26) 2nd on #residentevil (24/6/26) 8th on #leonkennedy (10/4/26)