Reconciliation قصص

These are one shots about the stray kids members. Might be centered around lee know or seungmin depending on my mood. Some stories might turn into two-shot; if they're longer I'll remove them from this book and turn this story into a series with the other, longer stories. Any kind of request is accepted, so don't hesitate. ❤️🔥⁀જ➣ smut 💕⁀જ➣ fluff 💔⁀જ➣ angst (~'o'~)

MONTANA He was the love of my life-until he left me standing in the wreckage of our marriage. Five years later, Jared Manelis is a world champion boxer, and the father of my daughters. The man he is today is galaxies away from the boy with blood on his knuckles who once promised me forever. Now a stranger, with the world at his fingertips and a talent for irritating me to no end. But when he's left fighting for his life after a championship match, everything changes. Suddenly, the man who broke me is back inside the walls I built to keep him out. Now he's asking questions we've both avoided for years; while our present battles to keep us apart, our past fights to be brought to the light and bind us together again. JARED Five years ago, fame, pride, and one stupid choice cost me my marriage-and the family I'd always dreamed of. Now I'm with a woman I don't love, have an ex who smiles at everyone but me, and a daughter too nervous to meet my eyes. Then I'm shot after the biggest night of my career-and all I can see is her. When death caresses your cheek, you know it's time to fight for what you want. So I force my way back into her world, where she can't ignore me anymore, and begin my fight for the truth, a chance to be us again. I'll remind her why she chose me all those years ago and show her why I'm worth choosing again.

The rose didn't fall on its own. Someone cut it down. Someone stood there and watched its color bleed across the marble floor of a house filled with perfume, prayers, and secrets. Tonight, the garden gates are locked, the phone is dead, and the only thing left in her trembling hands is a single petal crushed, stained, and still warm. Laayan once believed silence was strength. She thought that if she stayed quiet long enough, if she bent low enough, the storm would pass without tearing out her roots. She was wrong. Silence didn't protect her. It only made them forget she was still alive. This is how a rose falls. Not with a scream, but with a whisper no one cared enough to hear.

She had a father. She just never had him. 🔥🔥 My name is Amara Okafor. But my father calls me "that girl from Lagos." For sixteen years I managed. Managed without birthday calls. Managed without PTA meetings. Managed the silence of a man who lives... but acts like he's dead. Then at 12:01 a.m., my phone vibrated. *Unknown Number:* "Hi. Sorry for bothering you this late. Can I ask you something weird?" Weird became war. Because the girl on the other side has my father's nose. My father's smile. My father's last name. She's his American princess. I'm his Lagos mistake. *BLACK AND WHITE* is the story of two daughters. One name. Two worlds. One war for a father's love. Lagos struggles. Diaspora privilege. Colorism that cuts deeper than skin. Told in Amara's raw voice. If you've ever asked "Why wasn't I enough?"... Amara is asking it with you. *_Vote ⭐ if her pain feels like yours. Comment 💬 if you're Team Amara 🇳🇬 or Team Aurora 🇺🇸. Add to list 📚 because this war is just starting.__ _Don Lhee writes the stories we hide in our chest._ P.S. Judges, readers, sisters... you're all welcome to this war 👑

One popstar. One cricketer. And a history neither of them talks about. ⋆｡𖦹°⭒˚｡⋆ She's the voice behind sold-out stadiums, chart-topping albums, and songs people swear were written about someone real. He's one of cricket's brightest stars, loved by millions, followed by millions more, and somehow always caught smiling whenever her music starts playing. ⋆｡𖦹°⭒˚｡⋆ To the rest of the world, they're just two celebrities existing in completely different universes. But the internet has noticed the lingering glances. The familiar smiles. The way neither of them seems able to escape the other's orbit. And maybe the strangest thing of all- Some stories have a habit of finding their way back.

"Joonghyuk-ya...It's such a waste of your face. If only you had the personality of a decent human being at least-all the modelling agencies would fight to snatch you up!" The lanky, short-haired boy lamented out of sorrow for his friend. It was an understatement to say that Dokja had no dreams for the bewilderingly gorgeous boy. Joonghyuk scowled at his matter-of-factly acclaim. "You're still on about this?" "Of course I am! You're too handsome to just be kept in my camera storage. Don't act humble. I know you're well aware you arrogant bastard." The younger boy grumbled in response, getting up from the grass patch before being stopped by a thin wrist that could've snapped from the wind. "Wait-Joonghyuk-ah...Don't be mad. I was just complimenting you, sensitive sunfish jerk... I really think you can make a career out of this." A pregnant pause settled between the two young boys, accompanied by the sudden gust of wind. As Joonghyuk turned back to face the boy, his breath hitched at the glowering smile he was met with. The Sun struck in a magnificent angle that just happened to highlight every single detail on Dokja's face. How could he possibly call him pretty when he was sitting there with the most angelic expression to have ever graced his eyes? Joonghyuk scoffed and muttered under his breath. "Delusional squid..." --------------------------------------- Or an AU where Dokja is a photographer and Joonghyuk is a model, and they both knew each other from childhood. This idea is heavily inspired by "A comely yet treacherous muse" by thl5 (PLS GO READ IT'S SO GOOD) I felt SUPER starved after reading the oneshot and it just made me feel empty so I just HAD to try to continue the story. Kinda self indulgent...I'm a beginner so errors are very common. Hope you enjoy this rendition ❤️ (And yes, the title is inspired by Taylor Swift's Wildest Dreams. The experience would prob be better if you listen to it while reading this!!)

At fifteen, Abhimaan is certain he's dying when a masked stranger, known only as the Dark Phoenix, pulls him out of a blood‑soaked crossfire and vows to protect him. When Abhi wakes up in a hospital bed, everything has changed. He is now the sole material witness in a high‑profile murder case. And when he tells the officers he was rescued by the Dark Phoenix, no one believes him. Forced into witness protection, Abhimaan is moved to another city and placed in the home of Arjun Rajwanshi: India's most eccentric, adored rockstar. Arjun wants nothing to do with responsibility. Abhimaan wants nothing more than to run. Neither is prepared to become family. But danger moves in the dark. And the world's most elusive warrior, the man everyone insists is a myth, has not forgotten the boy he saved. Rajwanshi Brothers Saga is the story of a runaway who refuses to be caged, a protector who never asked to care, and the collision of two lives bound by fate, danger, and an unexpected sense of home.

Till she was four years old, she was Amelia Rose Carter. She lived with her beautiful Mother, a very doting Father and a big brother who was extremely protective of his little sister but also bullied her a little because he felt that others were showering on her a little too much love. After a fateful night which changed everything, she became Emily George with no idea about who she really was, who lost her parents when she was eighteen and had to take care of her younger siblings: a boy of fifteen and a girl of thirteen. With the burden of running a house with two teenagers who attracted trouble every single minute, Emily or Em as her family and friends called her, had to lift a heavy responsibility on her young shoulders. Love entered her life unexpectedly in the form of her employer, a very arrogant man with an explosive temper. He pursued her till she fell for him and both of them falls hard for each other. Reality rears its head and Emily was forced to accept her past which changes everything. A misunderstanding tests their love and for them to reunite, Erik must come to terms with a shocking truth about his lover while Amelia learns to balance a life where she is both Emily and Amelia for those who love her.

They hated each other in 12th grade. One was the school's perfect student. The other was the principal's spoiled son. Between arguments, tutoring sessions, and emotions neither of them understood, the line between hatred and affection slowly began to blur. But by the time one realized what his 'enemy' truly meant to him, it was already too late. Or maybe... not entirely.

A one shot story

This is my book of letters written to certain people who inspire me.

"My awakened power is an honor to perform and this is the last thing my foes will ever see!" Tranquil as the sea-and furious as the tempest. A fierce and future defender of the hero community, Izuku of Shiketsu High trained in the ancient dances by the help of his mother, the monks, and adapted his art for combat and war. Using his graceful movements to levitate an array of deadly blades, Nightblade cuts down those who dare to ruin the peace and balance of all things. Inspired by League of Legends champion, Irelia: The Blade Dancer. This story tackles about him finally awakened his quirk coming from his mother's side (Telekinesis-type of quirk, but only attracted to all types of metal) after all the bullying and mistreatment he received from Bakugo and his classmates at Aldera. Izuku later attends Shiketsu High instead of U.A. High, ending his ties with Bakugou. Author's Note: This story is inspired by the character and lore League of Legends champion, Irelia: The Blade Dancer. Leaving you a short bio of her, Irelia is a well-known Ionian revolutionary leader who fought against the Noxian invasion at Placidium of Navori, Ionia's last stronghold. To know about the champion, visit her bio on League of Legends website. Izuku's background will be way different than the original one and his quirk is inherited from his mother's side in which she has a telekinetic-type (or attracting objects) of ability.

Jace just never gets along with Troy, does he? His little brother wets the bed, doesn't know how to play games properly, and just gets in the way in general. It takes a fight, some tears, and Jace's cousin Spencer to mend the wounds between the two. Jace needs to learn how to apologize-and what it means to be a brother.

He broke her heart and ruined her life.When he realized that he cannot live without her and try fixing things,it's too late for him. But.. Do everything about them were too late or there's still chance to make it up for her?

The three years they were apart, nothing can be said and done. After what happened, in that cold Winter day left a mark for the both of them. He became successful now as a CEO of his own company, a producer and an actor. While she working hard to provide for her and her three year old son, Ziyu. What happens when they crossed path and fate brought them to meet once again. Will they reconcile or will they be distant, just like the three years they were being apart from each other. "It's been three years since the last time we meet. You never changed at all. I knew I broke your heart but I'm sorry it is the best for the both of us. Please say you don't hate me because I realized my mistake. All these years, I've been living with guilt knowing you were alone. Please forgive me". -Zhang Yixing "I know it's been three years and I still haven't healed yet after you hurt me. I will never forgive a person like you. Goodbye forever. I wish we will never meet ever again. Because I know you will do something to make me forgive you, but I won't. This has been my decision for the past three years". -Kim Hye Rin Come and find out what will happen in I'm Sorry, I Love You.

'Vestige' consists of rants, letters, stories, and beyond, masked as poems to fit into modern literature. These consist of words that have escaped my mind and heart or have been forced out to make room for new feelings as life changes. Enjoy it, if you can.

Je m'appelle Alissya j'ai 21 ans. Je suis grosse et moche je ne plaît à personne. Ma famille me maltraite, m'insulte, me frappe et j'en passe...

Does our past define us, or can we change who we are for the better? Follow Scorch the typhlosion and Ophy the ampharos as they struggle to create new lives free from their history in this slow-burning, hate-to-love romance. Both pokemon are living and breathing reminders of the other's wrongdoings, yet they're the only one who truly understands what the other has gone through. Will the sins of the past tear their new lives apart? Scorch makes his way to a new town, where you can see his complicated relationship with Ophy grow. After he meets a small vulpix under Ophy's care, they slowly begin to reconnect with one another and reconcile their past. However, a merciless guild that controls the land is looking for them, risking the lives of the duo and everyone close to them. Along the way, they'll encounter many new characters, adventure to many lands, face many challenges, and probably have many trauma-related breakdowns. I hope you enjoy!

ZOSIA I fell in love with Konstantin Krasnov. On the night I thought he was going to propose, I found another woman in his bed. I ran. I rebuilt. Life went on. Until one day, I'm attacked, and my savior is none other than the man who shattered me. Now there's a target on my back, and the man who cheated on me is the only one who can keep me alive. And I find out I never knew that man at all. Because Konstantin Krasnov is a monster. A butcher. A killer.

A collection of my poetry that I have written over the past years, as well as months. Themes come from parts of my life, such as hurt, grief, codependency, and experiencing the love of God. All poetry is of my original work.