Vulnerable Stories

In a world of rigid hierarchies, Hyunjin is the anomaly-a powerful Alpha defined by his patience and a genuine desire to protect. But his composure is tested when a political pact forces him into marriage with Felix, an Omega whose ethereal beauty hides a calculated, razor-sharp edge. Felix isn't the "submissive partner" society expects. He is a master of psychological games, using his scent and feigned vulnerability to pull Hyunjin's strings. For Felix, the marriage is a chessboard; he thrives on chaos, weaponizing Hyunjin's kindness against him to maintain control. While Hyunjin strives to build a sanctuary of mutual respect, Felix busies himself setting fires, curious to see just how much it takes to break a "good man." It's a toxic dance of sincere devotion versus cold manipulation, where the greatest danger isn't the forced bond, but the moment Felix starts to enjoy the warmth he's trying to extinguish.

An impossible yet possible love story of an Indian girl and a K-pop artist who met by fate, were destined by universe and unpredictable by the world. so, Once upon a time... In the middle of nowhere In a world called somewhere Two worlds collided in motion Two hearts entangled in real fiction. Kindly note: I've used tools to ONLY help me refine my story, rest core heartbeats which is the plot, the dialogues, the music, the poems.... everything is my honest hard work.

Elias meets Mira by accident. What begins as effortless closeness becomes something heavier-something neither of them knows how to hold without fear. Elias moves toward connection with honesty and patience; Mira moves toward it with caution and retreat, shaped by a past love that taught her how intimacy can become a trap. Their relationship unfolds in moments that feel ordinary-coffee, text messages, shared beds, unfinished conversations-but each moment carries emotional consequence. As attachment deepens, communication fractures. Elias tries to meet her halfway. Mira keeps stepping back, not because she doesn't care, but because caring feels unsafe. This is a story about timing, emotional readiness, and the quiet tragedy of two people who want each other-but not in the same way, or at the same pace.

a poetry collection in progress.

♡ collection of short Indian stories ♡ ★ 𝐄𝐧𝐞𝐦𝐲 𝐃𝐞𝐚𝐫 ✓ ★ 𝐌𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡 𝐌𝐚𝐝𝐞 ✓ ★ 𝐁𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐧 𝐇𝐞𝐫𝐨 ✓ ★ 𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐡𝐢𝐛𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐔𝐧𝐢𝐨𝐧 ✓ ★ 𝐒𝐨𝐟𝐭 𝐓𝐨𝐮𝐜𝐡 ✓

A soft comfy whispers of teen romcom between a shy introvert literature girl and a sunshine-coded Basketball player. 𝜗ৎ

Almost love(s) ──────── ୨୧ ───────── For a long time, she thought being alone was just how life would be. Afraid of being abandoned, she never expected to belong anywhere-until two unexpected friendships made loneliness feel less permanent. Junior year changes everything. One friendship feels steady and familiar, safe in ways she understands. The other is more intense and unpredictable, pulling her toward emotions she's never learned how to face. Between laughter, tension, and unspoken feelings, friendships begin to blur into something more. Caught between connection and fear of choosing wrong, of losing everything, and of finally being seen. She learns that growing up isn't about having all the answers, but about learning how to feel without running away. This is a story about quiet moments, complicated hearts, and what it means to matter to someone-and the impossible choice of who to choose.

Temidayo Oloyede, a young ambitious woman, goes through daily intricacies of the fashion world while trying to come to grips with the cold emotionally distant lessons taught by her mother, Caroline. Working on the "One Nigeria' clothing line project, Temidayo stands out to make something much bigger than herself: mixing the unique fashion styles of Nigeria's main tribes. But it is far from a smooth journey. Stuck in the middle of betrayals, sabotage, and complicated relationships, Temidayo must confront the cost of ambition and the vulnerabilities that come with human connection. As Temidayo grows professionally, she slowly begins to question the unemotional approach inculcated into her from childhood and realizes that success at times shouldn't be at the cost of one's humanity. Encouragement from colleagues like Kayode, who was able to see through her cold wall, and the unveiling of a financial conspiracy within her team, takes Temidayo on an unplanned detour to reconcile professionally and personally. But family loyalty, old wounds, and buried secrets complicate everything. Eventually, Temidayo must learn to let go of the past, heal her mother's emotional wounds, and realize what real success is in a world filled with love and also betrayal.

Nushrat was the epitome of clumsiness and cuteness. Vardhan, was always calm and composed. And they lived just a window away. So when her family decided that he was an amazing man, and that he should be more than just a neighbour, their life changed. Because now, they were more than just a stranger across the Khidki (window). ✼　 ҉　 ҉　 ҉　 ҉　✼ [Age gap] [Vintage romance] [90s] [Fluffy]

One mistake. It was only one mistake. How could they actually believe them? Faye Evans began turning silent after that one incident. Ever since then, everyone blamed her for her brothers death. Although no one knew what really happened or who killed him. Since that happened, everyone kept constantly beating and harassing her. Even her own parents. Hunter Mason was the schools jock and everybody's role model. He was the perfect guy in the entire school. He may be heartless but everyone has their reasons now don't they? After a year of Faye's sudden disappearance, getting abused, sexually harassed. She manages to escape. But to find out she isn't her actual self anymore. Ofcourse it goes all down to his fault. - *ATTENTION PEOPLE* THERE ARE SOME SCENES SUCH AS RAPE, ABUSE, SELFHARM AND SO ON. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK. IF YOU DO NOT LIKE THOSE SCENES THEN I SUGGEST YOU TO STOP READING THIS BOOK IMMEDIATELY. THANK YOU.

"I told myself I wouldn't care," Nanami said quietly. "That whatever you felt for him was history, that I could handle being just-" he cut himself off. Looked away. "-a replacement, maybe. Something steady to lean on while you figured yourself out." Gojo flinched as if his words struck him. "You're not-" "Don't," Nanami snapped, voice breaking through his usual restraint. "Don't tell me what I am or am not to you when you can't even decide for yourself." Gojo's voice was barely above a whisper. "You think I haven't tried to let him go?" Nanami looked at him - really looked- and Gojo hated the pity there. "I know you have. That's what makes it worse. You keep fighting ghosts and wondering why the living keep getting hurt." - A mission gone wrong leaves Gojo stripped of his Infinity. Vulnerable for the first time, he must confront the cracks in the image he's always upheld, inner demons, and connections he's always kept at arm's length. Ghosts of the past resurface in the form of Suguru's memory, while an unexpected connection with Nanami challenges everything he thought he knew about love, trust, and his own limits. Set before the Shibuya Incident. Cover Art found on Pinterest by _navrozavr_

Abruptly jumping forward, I grabbed his collar, sending us crashing against the wall behind Nathan. I rose the knife up, until it barely grazed his throat. "I am done with your stupid games! I am done with you tossing me around! I am done pretending like you kidnapping me was ever okay!" I pressed the knife into his skin, yet he merely furrowed his eyebrows at the action. "You make it seem like you're doing me a favor by not brutally murdering me." "Because I am." I froze as the familiar barrel of his gun pressed against my lower back. His signature smug smile returned as he dipped his lips to my ears and whispered, "Alright darling, how about we cut the chase short and sit down? I don't want blood on my clean floor." - N.T. The great mystery of New York. The anonymous killer. The invisible man, that slips out of the grasp of detectives and police officers every single time. The man who twists his way through every detective's mind and comes off as unstoppable. The fox, as the FBI likes to call him due to his cunning ways and tricks, is regularly setting the State in an uproar. He's unstoppable. He's dangerous. He's fearless. He's always there, but at the same time...he's not. What happens when in turn of your brother's survival, the Devil himself asks for you? What happens when you're forced to live under his roof? What happens when you become one of his possessions? Or worse, what happens when you're thrown into the dark, twisted world of The Two Trevor Brothers? One that has the world crumbling at the simple snap of his fingers, one who meets life-threatening danger with an easy smile? Or the one who would crush the soul of anyone who dared to hurt you, the one who would raise hell just so your eyes would soften at the sight of him? What happens when both of the rival brothers have one thing in common: their obsession with keeping you close? - "Well fed devils behave better than famished saints."

Hey guys! I wrote this about my crush and me :). I made up an alias, Aylah, for my crush. And Miko for me.

he drugged her with an apple; then tried to make her beautiful as the queen ⚠️read with caution, may contain sensitive subjects; tw: ab*se, r*pe⚠️ highest short story: #33 (11/2/16) :D

The B Night--the beach, the bonfire, the barbecue, the butterflies, and the boy. TUCKER AND KALANIS SHORT STORY ROMANCE Old story- i might tweak it and make it longer if u want :}

He's the man they all overlook. She's the woman he can't stop watching. When the office lights go out, Sara learns the hard way-some things aren't meant to be fixed. Dark. Addictive. Off-limits. This isn't your typical office romance. Want an even spicier or more mysterious variation? I can give you a few punchy options to choose from too.

These are my dark, twisted and violent poems. They're a combination of both my long and short piece's of poetry. Please do enjoy if you read them! Thank you!

A story of a young, independent yet introvert woman who fell for a rugged, out-spoken and matured man..when the turn of fate went against them. Everything was set aside for the name of Love, for her One Great Love..but forbidden one. (Photo ctto)

I'll be right here. (non-fiction: #34/poetry: #78)

Transitioning from youth to adulthood; feeling like you have no identity or purpose. -officialintrovert