A Fairytale in Fine Print
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"π°'π ππ πππππ ππ ππππ πππ πππ'ππ ππππππ ππ πππππ" They signed a contract but fate wrote the rest. People make deals. People break rules. And sometimes, people end up signing a marriage contract they definitely did not plan for. One wants a company, the other wants a dream. A year-long arrangement seemed simple enough-benefits all around, zero emotional attachment, and a clearly defined end date. What could possibly go wrong? Turns out, everything. Fake smiles, staged dinners, shared roof... suddenly "pretending" feels a lot less harmless, and "just business" starts to blur in the most inconvenient ways. Add a past that refuses to stay buried-love lost too soon, a heart that learned to armor itself-and a future that can't wait, and you've got chaos wrapped in tailored suits and violin strings. Love, it seems, has a funny way of ignoring contracts. And stubborn hearts? They don't read the fine print. β’β’β’β’β’β’ "ππ¨ π₯π¨π―π π¬ππ¨π«π’ππ¬, π«π’π π‘π?" "ππ¨π π’π§ ππ‘π’π¬ π₯π’ππππ’π¦π."
The Rules Of Pretending
It was supposed to be fake.......until it wasn't
Everyone walks with ghosts. Book 1
In a city where heroes shine brighter than the truth they hide, tension brews between those born of flame, storm, and silence. When duty blurs with instinct and loyalty turns uncertain, small choices spark something larger-something human, fragile, and dangerous. Each pulse of light, each whisper of thunder, draws them closer to the breaking point where even salvation has a cost.
Pretend for Me
Edit never meant to fall for him. Isak never meant to feel anything. It was supposed to be simple: one fake relationship, one dumb bet.Nothing real. No feelings. No strings. But when late-night texts turn into long car rides, and fake kisses start to feel a little too real, the line between pretending and feeling starts to blur.Complete
Lost In Light
When a Master meets and falls in love with their Servant. Shameless self indulgent nonsense featuring my OC/Self insert FGO Master.Complete
Normal Days With You
Becoming normal and living a quiet life. A talented young man who has just graduated from junior high school and is studying in a new place, has come to a conclusion for his life. He abandoned all ambitions, and changed his mindset about the life he should live. He said, it does not mean that he rejects change or development. But changing according to his own ideal conditions, he considers much more reasonable. On the other hand, there is someone who is always amazed and curious about the course of life. She who is smart is always sure that the mathematical equations she writes are very different from an eraser that falls and suddenly disappears even though it was not stolen. On their journey in their new school life, armed with their respective personalities that they bring. The two of them meet. In the end, how do they interact and respond to the events that occur around them? The answer depends only on how they both act when faced with problems later.
"The Seventh Salvation: A Royal Illusion"
The king gave him to her for protection. But some fires do not guard. They consume. They were raised beneath the same roof- yet worlds apart. Bound by loyalty. Separated by law. Drawn to each other by a dream neither dared speak aloud. But when truth begins to rot behind silk and gold- when a forgotten crime claws its way back into the light- love alone will not be enough.
Small eternities
As their divinity fades and they slowly come into their mortality, they meet again in their last lifetime, no longer godly or everlasting, to resolve a millennium's worth of unresolved tensions and half-truths.Complete
"π°'π ππ πππππ ππ ππππ πππ πππ'ππ ππππππ ππ πππππ" They signed a contract but fate wrote the rest. People make deals. People break rules. And sometimes, people end up signing a marriage contract they definitely did not plan for. One wants a company, the other wants a dream. A year-long arrangement seemed simple enough-benefits all around, zero emotional attachment, and a clearly defined end date. What could possibly go wrong? Turns out, everything. Fake smiles, staged dinners, shared roof... suddenly "pretending" feels a lot less harmless, and "just business" starts to blur in the most inconvenient ways. Add a past that refuses to stay buried-love lost too soon, a heart that learned to armor itself-and a future that can't wait, and you've got chaos wrapped in tailored suits and violin strings. Love, it seems, has a funny way of ignoring contracts. And stubborn hearts? They don't read the fine print. β’β’β’β’β’β’ "ππ¨ π₯π¨π―π π¬ππ¨π«π’ππ¬, π«π’π π‘π?" "ππ¨π π’π§ ππ‘π’π¬ π₯π’ππππ’π¦π."
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