Romancewithplot Stories

In a city where power is inherited and blood seals every promise, love is never part of the deal. Cassian Vale was raised to control everything-alliances, enemies, outcomes. Cold, precise, and untouchable, he doesn't believe in weakness. And he certainly doesn't believe in love. Riven Noctra was raised to survive it. Playful, unpredictable, and dangerously sharp, he hides more than just his intentions. Behind his smile lies a past carved in cruelty-and a truth no one is meant to see. When a political marriage binds two rival empires, it isn't peace that follows. It's a game. A war of control. A battle of who yields first. A slow descent into something far more dangerous than hatred. Because some things aren't meant to be uncovered. And some people... Were never meant to recognize each other again. But when masks fall and truths surface, the line between possession and devotion begins to blur. And in the end- Only one question remains: Will they destroy each other... or choose each other?

Enemies first. Lovers... eventually. If the war doesn't kill them first. ⸻ Being the girl who can actually hold her own against Draco Malfoy? Exhausting. Being the girl he can't seem to stop provoking? Infuriating. It starts with sharp words between classes. Smirks across the Great Hall. Arguments neither of them quite win. But the more she pushes back, the more he seems to... enjoy it. And the more she tells herself she can't stand him, the harder it gets to ignore the way he's always watching her. Which would be bad enough - if Hogwarts wasn't changing. If war wasn't brewing beneath the surface. If ancient magic wasn't beginning to stir. Survival should come first. Falling for an arrogant, silver-eyed Slytherin? Was definitely never part of the plan. Unfortunately? He didn't ask. ⸻ "Careful," he murmured, voice far too close behind her. "That almost sounded like flirting." Y/N didn't turn. Her quill moved steadily across the parchment. "Careful," she returned. "That almost sounded like you think you'd stand a chance." A low laugh - maddeningly amused. "Confident, aren't we." "Busy." But her breath caught, just slightly - because now he was there, elbow braced against her chair, chin tipped into one palm, eyes half-lidded and smirking. Too close. Far too close. And Merlin help her - he knew it. ⸻ Enemies to lovers. Slowest of slow burns. Canon timeline. Dark secrets. Ancient magic. And one Slytherin she absolutely wasn't supposed to fall for.

Two strangers. One experimental app. A connection that changes everything. Luna remembers too much. Ollie wants to forget everything. She lost her father in an accident two years ago. The guilt, the silence, the memories that won't stop playing in her head-she's drowning. When she joins Reverie, an experimental app that lets users share memories with strangers, she hopes to finally process the night that broke her. He found his brother after a suicide attempt. The image is burned into his mind. He joined Reverie to suppress his worst memories, one by one, until they're nothing but echoes. The app pairs them as "complementary profiles." Neither expects to find anything more than a tool for healing. But Luna draws what Ollie can't say. And Ollie composes the music Luna is afraid to hear. The more they share, the deeper they fall. Their memories intertwine. Their silences speak louder than words. And for the first time in years, both of them feel seen. But Reverie isn't just an app. It's a business. And their most intimate moments are being collected for purposes no one agreed to. Now they must choose: expose the system that brought them together, or lose not just their memories... but each other. How far would you go to heal? And what if the cure is more dangerous than the pain?

when Alberu Crossman met Cale Henitsu for the first time , that's when he knew he liked boys. As the founder of the famous band Silver Shield , Cale was Alberu's idol and more. Year's later Alberu follows in his idol's footsteps to become a star but, little did he expect his new manager to be Cale?! - NOTES - • All characters belong to 유려한-nim • Language: English • Fluff & humour • Might have grammatical error since english is not my native language. P/S: Please check out the official translation of LCF and watch Panza-nim's work on legal sites !!! I will try my best to update it i guess lmao I hope you enjoy this weird fanfic wrote by my dumb brain ಡ ͜ ʖ ಡ

Marinette's life is left in the hands of a manipulative green eye'd serpent; her friends, her family, and her crush leaving her to deal with it on her own. Not being able to handle the snake without being used by the well-known magical terrorist, she put herself on the back burner and lets her life be decided by her duties as Ladybug. She doesn't let her emotions show, she doesn't even allow herself to feel. Years later, at the age of 17, Hawkmoth is finally defeated but Marinette's heart is hardened, she isn't the same 14 year old hero. She is stronger in every way possible, now that Paris is no longer calling her name she decides to move to a place that is, a place cursed with Plagg's destruction energy. She make's it her job to cleanse the city, to become a hero needed by the everyday city. That city though is already protected by strong and unrelenting hero's and they make it their job to find out who exactly this spotted hero is. She not only has to deal with that, but also a growing friendship and rivalry with a seemingly feared and popular boy in her school. Damian Wayne Al-Ghul, the son of Gotham's most eligible bachelor and richest man, Bruce Wayne. Damian Wayne is described as many things; skillful, smart, terrifying, angry, blunt, dangerous, and so on. He is not a man you approach to make friends with, he is not a man willing to willingly hang out with people, and he is not a man of idle conversation. He doesn't have the time to talk and make friends, after all he is Robin, one of the protectors of Gotham, and a trained assassin. Although, with his families growing concerns on his lack of friends he is forced out of the mantle of Robin. Now he has to make a ' change' he has to make a ' friend' and when a blue-eyed girl- who seems to have no problem making friend's- come into his life he decides that she will be his friend as she seem's to be the only one adequate enough.

[Post-Episode 7 alternate ending] The circus is more than it seems. What starts as a midnight search for answers turns into something Pomni and Jax never expected. A hidden macroverse, torturous adventures, and places where not even Caine can control them all point to one thing- there's something more out there. Something Caine doesn't want them knowing. They're running out of time to find the exit. [Eventual, slowburn funnybunny, implied Zooble/Gangle, one-sided Ragapom] TW!!! Implied suicidal thoughts Follow me on Ao3!!: @translucense

⚜️ 𝑵𝒂𝒊𝒏𝒂 - 𝑯𝒊𝒔 𝑷𝒖𝒓𝒆 𝑳𝒐𝒗𝒆 ⚜️ ❦ She was born into privilege. Naina Malhotra, 22, has spent her entire life surrounded by luxury, influence, and admiration. Spoiled by affection and accustomed to having the world at her feet, she has never questioned the life she was given. ◇ Dhruv Rathore, 25, a pilot from Jaipur, is a man shaped by sacrifice and perseverance. Raised by parents who gave everything to secure his future, he carries a quiet maturity, unwavering discipline, and a strength that cannot be bought. ◇ Two lives. Two worlds. One destiny. ☾ A forgotten past. A buried truth. A connection neither of them knows exists. While Naina and Dhruv remain strangers, fate is already weaving their stories together-guided by secrets their families left behind long ago. But some truths refuse to stay buried. And some destinies cannot be denied. ❦ Perhaps their story did not begin when they met... Perhaps it began years before either of them were born.