perfectly wrong
- Reads 2,983
- Votes 116
- Parts 19
MatureOngoing3h 59m
Last published Mon, Mar 11, 2024
She hated herself for doing this to them.
Fending for herself and leaving them behind.
But this was her only choice.
Before the voice consumed her and left her as just a viewer of her own suffering.
basically, another angsty munhana fic that is a lot darker...
All Rights Reserved
Join the largest storytelling communityGet personalized story recommendations, save your favourites to your library, and comment and vote to grow your community.
You may also like
A Throne of Thorns and Teeth
"I went to the masquerade for one night. I left with a mark, a monster, and a curse I can't outrun." Megan Wise never wanted to be chosen - not by the beast in the black-and-gold mask, not by the court that hides behind velvet and blood, and definitely not by the bond that ties her to something ancient and hungry. When her best friend goes missing, Megan is dragged into a world of vampires, lies, and power she was never meant to survive. But she doesn't break. She bites back. Obsession, betrayal, and a war whispered through mirrorglass - this is no love story. This is what happens when a girl refuses to kneel. 🩸 Dark Romance • 🖤 Gothic Masquerade • 🗡️ Enemies to Something Worse For readers who like their love feral, and their monsters even worse.Complete
The War Within the Walls
In the golden halls of the royal palace, where polished smiles hide knives and every word is a calculated move, Princess Orm plays her part - warm, naive to some, but quietly drowning under the weight of her fractured family. Her father rules through fear and politics, her mother dotes only on her golden son, and every "friend" she meets either wants her power or fears the consequences of knowing her too well. Behind her practiced smile, she's alone - desperate for real connection, but too cautious to trust anyone. Enter Ling, the cold, sharp-tongued outsider everyone whispers about but no one dares to confront. Raised in the palace since childhood, invited to every royal ceremony yet kept at arm's length, she knows only this: her mother died giving birth to her, and her father was a close friend of the king - a convenient explanation that never fully made sense. With biting humor and fierce loyalty to the few who earn it, she fights daily to carve a place for herself in a world that refuses to let her belong. Their paths have always collided - the princess, with her gentleness and subtle sadness; the noble, with her bitterness masked as indifference. Both convinced the other has the life they crave. Both resenting the other's existence. Both irrevocably wrong. But when buried secrets rise - when whispers of war, bloodlines, and betrayal threaten to unravel the court - they'll discover their shared hatred is built on carefully constructed lies. The noble's true identity is far from what she's been told. Everything they know shatters - loyalty, identity, even the feelings simmering just beneath their constant battles. Enemies by design, drawn together by something neither fully understands. In a palace built on deception, can love survive when the truth finally claws its way to the surface? Or will they destroy each other before the walls come down?
When The Pain Ends
She can't feel pain. And the other has forgotten how to feel at all. When a street fighter with a broken past crosses paths with a young surgeon who hides behind control, their worlds collide in blood, danger, and a connection neither of them saw coming. In a city ruled by secrets and violence, they'll learn that sometimes, the only way to survive... is to finally feel. I'm back with another LingOrm Story with a little LenaMiu moments. hope you stay and support this too. I have thought about this story, and brainedstormed a lot (just me talking to myself).Complete
We Said It Was Over - Jholet Au 🔥
"We Said It Was Over" Post-peak career. They're no longer together - officially. But one night, after a shared guesting, old habits resurface. Jhoanna It was supposed to end. But she keeps finding her way back - and I keep letting her in. We let go in public. But in private? We still burn. Maybe we're not right for each other. But tell that to my heart when she's in front of me. Colet She never says the words I want. And I never stop hoping she will. We only feel whole when it's wrong. And even then... we don't call it love. The goodbye always hurts. But never as much as the silence after.Complete
Kiss Me Like a Lie
He hated her. Not the I-don't-like-you kind of hate. No. He hates her with every fibre of his being. Her mere presence set him off. He hates her know it all smile and the way she brushes her hair out of her face when she is upset. The way she played with her hands when she's nervous or made snarky remarks whenever he walked into a room. He hates her with every fibre of his being. She hated him. With every fibre of her being. With his sarcastic comments and devilish grin. She hated the way he never would address her politely, or at all for that matter. He was rude and annoying and she hated it all. Everything about him. She couldn't stand it. But then again, there's a very thin line between hate and love... - Dark romance - Enemies to lovers - Arranged marriage. - Forced proximity. - Revenge.
Too Much
She feels too much, and the world barely notices. The silence, the rejection, the weight of simply existing. She tries to navigate a world that never seems to notice her fading light. Eventually, everything began to shift, when she was finally seen.
Tangled soul: Among Fading Roses and Silent Tears : || KNJ X Readers X KSJ
Love was their sin, pain was their fate - Tangled souls in a cruel embrace~ For the girl who loves dangerously, who's been caught in the web of passion, guilt, and broken promises. If you've ever been forced to choose between love and survival, if betrayal ran deeper than blood and loyalty became a weapon- this is your story. It's twisted. It's cruel. And it will leave you questioning what's worth fighting for.
TELL ME WHO I AM! | Dark Romance | Psychological Thriller |
She wakes up in a stranger's bed, a diamond ring glimmering on her finger - a symbol of promises she cannot remember - a vow forged in a past that's been stolen from her. Everyone says she's fortunate. That she's blessed. That a beautiful home, a devoted fiancé, and a spotless future await her. But when her pulse falters under his gentle touch... when her skin shivers instead of warming - something deep within resonates with the alarming feeling that something is profoundly, dangerously wrong. He insists it's for her own safety - that something awful happened, that healing simply takes time - but there's a fire in his eyes, a possessiveness he cannot mask. And somewhere in her mind, a locked box rattles against its chains. And at night, in the quiet... she dreams of another man she does not recognize. Until one day he steps out of the shadows. Not with flowers, but with fire, with danger, with a confession forged in the pure agony of a love forgotten. Not with comfort, but with a storm in his eyes and a voice that trembles when he says- "You promised to remember me," he whispers. "Even if the whole world made you forget." He is not kind. He is not patient. His love is wild - a consuming force - a sin that feels more elemental than redemption. The moment he reaches for her, the carefully woven lie starts to unravel, thread by thread, until the awful, beautiful truth emerges. She doesn't know his name. But her soul does. Now, stranded between two men - the man who offers refuge within a perfect illusion and the man who holds the key to a catastrophic reality - she must make a choice. To stay safely oblivious... or to break free and remember the life that was stolen from her. Because someone made sure she forgot. And they'll do whatever it takes to keep it that way. Some truths are dangerous - and some memories are worth everything.Complete
"I went to the masquerade for one night. I left with a mark, a monster, and a curse I can't outrun." Megan Wise never wanted to be chosen - not by the beast in the black-and-gold mask, not by the court that hides behind velvet and blood, and definitely not by the bond that ties her to something ancient and hungry. When her best friend goes missing, Megan is dragged into a world of vampires, lies, and power she was never meant to survive. But she doesn't break. She bites back. Obsession, betrayal, and a war whispered through mirrorglass - this is no love story. This is what happens when a girl refuses to kneel. 🩸 Dark Romance • 🖤 Gothic Masquerade • 🗡️ Enemies to Something Worse For readers who like their love feral, and their monsters even worse.
More detailsContent Guidelines