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🍬 A Very Slow Burn Story : War used to think promises were simple. You make them. You keep them. That's it. Then Yin disappeared. No goodbye that made sense and no answers anymore. Just an empty space that never really stopped existing. Years passed. The foster home turned into something distant, almost unreal. But the candy wrappers, the flashlight, and that promise under a sky they were too young to understand still didn't fade. Because some people don't leave cleanly. Some of them just... stay behind in pieces. Then a stranger starts showing up in War's life. And nothing about it feels random for long. Old wounds begin opening in ways he never expected. The closer he gets to the truth, the more he realizes maybe the story he spent years believing isn't the real one. Maybe some promises were never broken at all. 🔺Disclaimer : This story is purely fictional and written for entertainment purposes. © [yinwarmaze], [2026]. The storyline is my original work. Please be kind and refrain from copying or reposting any part of this story without permission. Thanks a lot if you read it ♡

if i wasn't so stubborn, this is the list of things i would tell you if i could. and maybe these will be the things i'll tell you once my walls come down.

A story about a girl who promised herself to only focus on her studies and finish studying first before anything else. "I don't believe in love. And I'm not sorry for it." Most especially, never ever enter a relationship because she doesn't believe in any single bit of it. "Hey, you're not going to lose anything if we try." What will happen if she meets someone she doesn't expect, and things work out pretty well? "I'm going to wait for you. No. Matter. What." Will she still hold onto her promise or not?

Never talked to her since 7yrs! Never knew I could have had such a good friend!

Aarohi is smitten by her fourth grade classmate Rahul, and he adores her. But suddenly he disappears with no goodbyes or reason. She tried any possible mean to find him but fails miserably. Now trying to move forward, she shifts to a new country, where fate intervenes and they meet. Will love find them once again? Or will destiny tear them apart? Keep reading to find out.

it's about the 'mentally unstable' girl and the 'wants to be in a relationship with her' boy, they give it a try but ended up hurting each other. Seraphina Hanson is not mentally stable, madami siyang itinatagong sikreto. Magaling siyang magtago lalo na ang mga nararamdaman niya, no one can read her actions, but there this Magnus Beaumont who came into her life. Because of her issues, she think that she might hurt Magnus Beaumont. He is perfectly so fine, he's every girls dream. Not until they give it a try but they fall apart that instant. Why? Paano nasira ang tahanang ginawa nila ng ganun lang kadali? Is it not worth the risks? Naging mali ba ang desisyon ni Seraphina na bigyan ng chance si Magnus? What went wrong? Why did she just leave him behind?

Zayn used to think about time a lot ever since he was a child. It's a fascinating thing no one can truly explain or understand. Often, he wondered how was it possible that just a short moment ago, it was the end of school year and now summer is at its end again. The infinite ways in which time passes are peculiar and mystifying. There were nights when he was lying alone in bed, staring at the ceiling and he tried to understand how is it that just a few short weeks ago, he was the happiest he's ever been and now the other side of his bed was cold and as empty as his heart. OR - Zayn and Harry are together until they suddenly aren't. They meet again six years later. Originally posted on Archive of Our Own ©dattumblrgal

This is a preview. Yet to be written. It has been a long while since the Kurta clan was brutally murdered. I, Kurapika Kurta, was the only survivor. The culprit was the Phantom Troupe, a group of merciless individuals that even the Zoldyck​ family wants to stay far away from. With a determined attitude, I got my revenge. Number 11 was my victim, they called him Uvogin. Did I stop there? Not at all. I played my cards right and now the leader of the Troupe was rendered nenless. Oh, and Number 9 went against my chain's rules which was punished by death. The rest of the members are no longer my greatest issue. Searching for the Kurta eyes are my top priority now. I should be happy. I've found most of the eyes and only a few more are out there. At least, I hope they are out there. Questioning on if they were out here or not, that wasn't what was bothering me. What was bothering me were my memories. During the Hunter Exam, I was sure to keep every memory fresh in my mind. Every scream, every cry, every blood stain I saw was a source of motivation for me. But why is it that with every jar of eyes I gain, more memories seem to disappear? Are they disappearing because I'm getting closer to completing my goal? The only thing I can remember are the days before the incident. Those days with Pairo and... another girl. She was two years younger than me and I remember her only smiling. She wasn't a Kurta, thank god. She was an average girl who was allowed to visit from time to time. Until she just disappeared. It was a few weeks before the incident when she stopped coming, and I remember missing her a lot. I don't understand it. That girl should be in the farthest parts of my memory. Slowly, she is taking over my head. I'm driving myself insane trying to remove her from my mind and keeping my focus on my goal. Another question has surfaced in my mind that I have yet to find an answer to. Why do I remember her even though we have been years apart?

Roxanne Emily Diana Rogers, or most commonly known as Red, lived a luxurious life with her rich parents from England. She had everything, only that she doesn't know how to use them. Even though they're rich, she still struggled to make friends. It basically worsened when Red had a condition that took away her gift of sight. At the age of sixteen years old, she met the infamous Jeff the Killer, which basically became her friend. He visited her since then and protected her from any kind of bullying. She would leave the window open for him to go through, she would leave the doors unlock for him, and she would welcome him openly to her room. Until that day when Jeff came to visit her, and the window wasn't open. The doors were locked. And no sign of Red somewhere. But five years later came a girl with the same features, only with focused white eyes and strawberry blonde hair. Pinkalicious13ⓒCopyright, 2015

"Second chances, are they that hard, Nita?" he asked after fifteen years of our relationship and three years of his confusing disappearance. He went... somewhere I didn't know and still don't know as I was seeing him for the first time after that long. I held our daughter's hand who I doubt he recognised. "They are not hard, Rom." I gave him a sad smile with shining tears in my eyes not shed yet. "They don't exist." I looked over my shoulder and saw Armen in his car and motioned towards him. My heart was beating so fast. It was as if I was walking away few years ago from his house. The same empty feeling I had years ago when he left without a word or knowledge of his disappearance. The same feeling I had when I found no point in living in his mansion and chose to leave. The same painful dreading. "Nita, Nita stop" Rom called out from behind me and my steps expectedly faltered and came to a stop. READ WHAT HAPPENS NEXT IN THE BOOK!!!! DO SECOND CHANCES REALLY EXIST OR IT'S ALL FICTION AND WILL ROM GET CHANCE FOR EXPLAINING HIMSELF AND HIS DISAPPEARANCE FROM A LONG TIME. WILL THESE SCHOOL LOVERS AND COLLEGE SWEEHEARTS HAVE A SHOT AGAIN?? READ THE BOOK OF NITA AND ROM TO FIND OUT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Lots of love, r1thawani

Description:- It started like nothing. Just a trip. Just a few days. Just someone she wasn't supposed to notice. But somehow he became the one she couldn't ignore. There were no confessions. No promises. No moments big enough to call it love. Just glances that lasted a second too long, conversations that never really began, and a silence that slowly started to mean something. And before she could understand what it was it was already over. No goodbye. No ending. Just something that felt like it could have been everything... but never became anything.