{Papa's Regulations} ~𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒅𝒂 𝒂𝒃𝒖𝒔𝒊𝒗𝒆~ •𝒍𝒂𝒕𝒆 𝒖𝒑𝒅𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒔• •𝗦𝗧𝗥𝗜𝗖𝗧 𝗠𝗢𝗠 𝗔𝗡𝗗 𝗗𝗔𝗗 •𝗙𝗔𝗠𝗜𝗟𝗬 𝗗𝗥𝗔𝗠𝗔 |𝐄𝐱𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐚𝐲𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐡 𝐫𝐨𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐑𝐚𝐠𝐡𝐮𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢| •14/6/25 - #3 strict parents

ini kisah Hany yang harus tinggal bersama Gara (tetangganya) yang selalu mencari 'gara-gara' 5 bulan lamanya.

Just some random shit I write in my free time when I'm bored it's probably cringe but who cares

When genius meets devotion, and Pasadena meets the Vatican... Sheldon Cooper's perfectly-calculated world is about to experience its greatest variable yet. Theodosia Bearman has spent her entire life being moved like a misplaced chess piece-from the Vatican 🇻🇦 where she was born, to Rome 🇮🇹, and finally to Chelmsford, Essex 🇬🇧 under the roof of her biological father David, her strict stepmother Tessa, and her younger brother Oliver 🏎️. Now a brilliant neurosurgeon with immaculate precision, crippling anxiety, deep Catholic faith ✝️, and a tendency toward perfect order, routine, and cleanliness 🧼-she's about to face her biggest transition yet. She's moving to Pasadena, into the apartment of none other than Sheldon Cooper, the genius physicist who considers emotional attachment a "disruptive equation." But Sheldon has, to his own confusion, grown fond of her structured routines, gentle nature, encyclopedic mind, and the calming presence she brings to his chaos. As Theodosia settles into 4A, bringing rosaries next to whiteboards, medical journals next to comic books, and a new kind of order to Sheldon's meticulously engineered life, the whole group feels the shift: Leonard struggles with losing his spot as the apartment's emotional moderator 😅 Penny becomes Theodosia's chaotic-but-loving American guide 🍷 Amy runs scientific "compatibility tests" on Sheldon's new relationship 🧪 Raj and Howard fall instantly in awe of her brilliant mind 🧠 But moving across the world stirs up suppressed trauma, homesickness, and the challenge of balancing her devotion to God with life in a world full of science, superheroes, and Sheldon's unique brand of logic. Can love between two extraordinary minds survive the collision of faith, physics, and freshly moved-in furniture? 💫 A tender, humorous, and heartfelt story about healing, belonging, and the unpredictable beauty of finding love in a universe governed by laws neither of them fully

A cliché college love story. "Where'd you go? What'd you do? How the hell you make me fall in love with you?"

Yandere Alastor X Female OC X Yandere Lucifer When Ayla died she arrived in Hell but not as a sinner. Lucifer luckily caught her when she was falling because she is a bisque doll. Ayla spent her whole life in a wheelchair, didn't go to school and was very behind on her development. Lucifer saw Ayla as his do over child and decided to take her in as his own. Charlie was thrilled to have a little sister and as the years went on Ayla became known as the Treasure of Hell. But when Charlie opened the Happy Hotel Ayla was reunited with her father in life and everything changed for either the better or the worst.

boys love bl fic ocလေးပါ ယောကျာ်သားနှစ်ယောက်ရဲ့ ချစ်ခြင်းမေတ္တာ ကို ဖွဲ့နွဲ့ထားတာပါ 18+အနည်းအကျဥ်းလည်းပါမှာမို့ ဖတ်မဖတ်ကို ကိုယ်တိုင်ပဲ ရွေးချယ်ပါခင်ဗျာ

Julie changed her name, her life when she came to England, stuck in a trailer park with a boy she'd forever be tied with. Even when they were in an arranged marriage, it all lingered on if they both would say yes.

Xander aka kamen rider decade dies saving a little girl but is isekai'd into a new world but...all the girls are yandere?

"Kuch rishte naseeb likhta hai... aur kuch hum khud." (Some bonds are written by fate... and some, we write ourselves.) Blood may write the first chapter of our lives... but love decides how the story continues. This isn't a story of perfect people. It's a story of the broken - the ones who learned to hide their wounds under silence, who carried scars like second skin, who stopped believing they were meant to be loved. She was one of them. Kartiki - a girl who had already lived through storms that would drown most grown men. She came carrying no luggage, except for a heart that was too pure for the cruelty it had known. And maybe... a secret hope that somewhere, someone would choose her. Not out of duty. Not out of pity. But simply because they wanted her in their life. They were the Rajputs - a family built on discipline, power, and unspoken grief. Four brothers and a father, each with their own shadows. They had lost their mother years ago, and with her, they lost the softness in their home. The walls of their mansion were strong. The walls around their hearts were stronger. No one expected her to change anything. No one expected them to change either. But sometimes, the people who share no blood can feel like the closest thing to home. And sometimes, love arrives dressed as chaos - as arguments, as accidental smiles, as someone scolding you for skipping a meal, as a hand quietly holding yours in the dark after a nightmare. This is not just her story. This is theirs too. A tale of a girl who healed a family, and a family that healed her back. Of bonds formed not by birth, but by choice. Of love that doesn't ask, "Are you mine?" but instead promises, "I am yours." Because family isn't who shares your blood... it's who shares your pain, your laughter, and the quiet moments in between - and stays anyway.