Interface Fake (A.U.R.O.R.A.)
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The flashbulbs were a relentless storm, each burst a tiny, searing sun aimed directly at her soul. Becky forced a smile, the kind she'd practiced a thousand times in front of a mirror, the kind that didn't quite reach her eyes. Another premiere. Another sea of faces blurring into a hungry mass. They wanted a piece of her - the actress, the icon, the flawless image plastered across magazine covers. No one saw the tremor in her hands, the tight knot of anxiety in her chest. Tonight felt different. The usual thrill of the red carpet was muted, replaced by a prickling unease she couldn't shake. A shadow lingered at the edges of the adoration, a whisper in the roar of the crowd. She'd tried to ignore the unsettling letters, the fleeting glimpses of a figure in the periphery. Richard, ever the worried father, had insisted. A bodyguard. An intrusion she hadn't wanted, hadn't asked for. Then she saw her. Standing a few feet away, a silent sentinel amidst the chaos. Dark suit, an air of quiet intensity that cut through the surrounding frenzy. Her gaze was direct, unwavering, assessing. Freen Sarocha. Her new shadow. Becky's breath hitched, a flicker of something unexpected stirring within the familiar dread. It wasn't relief, not exactly. It was... intrigue. This woman looked like she carried the weight of the world on her shoulders, and yet, there was a stillness about her that Becky found strangely compelling. She won't understand, a cynical voice whispered in Becky's mind. No one ever truly does. They saw the glamour, the success. They didn't see the loneliness that echoed in the empty spaces of her penthouse, the constant pressure to be someone she wasn't. But as Freen's eyes briefly met hers across the swirling throng, a different kind of understanding seemed to flicker there, a silent acknowledgment of the underlying tension. Or perhaps it was just her imagination, a desperate yearning for connection in a world that often felt isolatingComplete
We Met But Not Destined || JENSOO ||
What will you do if you fall in love with two-person? Different people, different love. Who will you choose the person who gives you everything or the person who will give up everything just to make you stay?Complete
Back To The Spotlight
Miu Natsha Taechamongkalapiwat was once the brightest star in the entertainment industry-until betrayal cost her everything she had spent years building. Determined to reclaim her place, she enters an unexpected marriage with the enigmatic CEO of Evercrest Entertainment, Lorena Lalina Schuett. But as scandals erupt and powerful enemies close in, Miu must prove that a single betrayal is not enough to destroy a woman who refuses to stay fallen. --- *Disclaimer* This story is an adaptation of an existing work originally written in another language. All rights to the original story belong to its respective author and copyright holder. Names, locations, organizations, and certain terms have been modified to suit this adaptation. These changes are made solely for creative and localization purposes and do not imply ownership of the original work or its intellectual property.
PLAYING HOUSE ━━━ draco malfoy
❛ if we're supposed to convince everyone we're in love, malfoy, perhaps try being slightly more lovable. ❜ 𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇, verity thorn and draco malfoy have spent years in the same friendship group whilst getting on each other's last nerve. they argue, compete, and trade insults like second nature, both far too stubborn to admit they might tolerate each other. but when verity and draco both face the threat of being promised to someone they don't want, they strike a deal: fake a relationship convincing enough to solve both their problems draco malfoy x oc tropes: fake dating, frenemies to lovers to enemies to lovers, slowburn, forced proximity
SAVED FOR LATER
To twenty-year-old Kim Taehyung, the youngest principal in the school's history, seven-year-old Jeon Jungkook's grand gestures were nothing more than adorable childhood innocence. The daily chocolates, the slightly crumpled roses, and the earnest declarations of love were met with warm smiles and gentle chuckles. To Taehyung, Jungkook was just a sweet kid with a big heart-a cute memory to be cherished and saved for later. But time doesn't stand still, and childhood crushes don't always fade. Years pass, and the little boy with candy wrappers in his pocket grows up. When Jungkook re-enters Taehyung's life, he is no longer the child hiding behind primary school desk props. He is taller, bolder, and entirely unchanged in his devotion. He hasn't forgotten a single promise, a single smile, or a single rose. Taehyung thought it was just a passing phase. Jungkook intends to prove it was a lifelong vow. As line between past fondness and present desire begins to blur, Taehyung is forced to face a reality he never anticipated. Will he ever be able to see Jungkook as the man standing right in front of him-or were some feelings meant to stay saved for later? . Taehyung: "Jungkook, you're not a kid anymore." Jungkook: "Good. Then stop treating me like one and start treating me like the man who's never letting you go." Saved for Later - Add it to your Wattpad reading list today! top:Kook bottom:tae
Mon Étoile | harry j. potter
the heart of the sea and the boy who lived. Harry James Potter / Fem!OC [POA - DH] cover by me! ©cloudsrnice, 2025Complete
This is Me Trying ⭑ Rafe Cameron
After a year away at Kitty Hawk, Cassie Maybank returns to the Outerbanks with a determination to get her life back on track. To stay healthy, to make her own friends, to live a normal, steady life like every teenage girl should. But after hearing the news of the passing of one of her closest friends, and coming back to the island, she realizes her brother's letters severely underestimated how much had truly changed. A lot can happen in a year. Friends become strangers, brothers become liars. Some enemies become allies, some enemies become lovers. © Inslaytiable | June 22nd, 2023
LOVE HAS NO BOUNDARIES.
a story of love without caring about gender and people's opinions
Mafia's Forbidden Bride
"Jungkook please l-let me go. I c-can't take it anymore." "Let me sleep, doll." "Jung... jungkook please." "I swear yn if you disturb my sleep once again. It won't be good for you." Yn was forced to marry Jeon Jungkook - Her cousin and the most feared Mafia Leader. They both hate each other. Jungkook is a cruel and dominating person while yn is an ordinary and innocent girl. He punishes her for every single mistake. He controls her every step. Will she survive his dominance or will she fall for him? Dive into the story to find out. ⚠️: This story contains themes of violence, abuse, strong language , sexuality and other mature themes.Complete
stay. ➳ jensoo 【COMPLETE】
"jennie, please don't tell me you're leaving." "You know I have to, jisoo. Don't worry, I'll be back soon." in which jisoo tells jennie to stay, but she can't. cover by @DelffyniumComplete
The flashbulbs were a relentless storm, each burst a tiny, searing sun aimed directly at her soul. Becky forced a smile, the kind she'd practiced a thousand times in front of a mirror, the kind that didn't quite reach her eyes. Another premiere. Another sea of faces blurring into a hungry mass. They wanted a piece of her - the actress, the icon, the flawless image plastered across magazine covers. No one saw the tremor in her hands, the tight knot of anxiety in her chest. Tonight felt different. The usual thrill of the red carpet was muted, replaced by a prickling unease she couldn't shake. A shadow lingered at the edges of the adoration, a whisper in the roar of the crowd. She'd tried to ignore the unsettling letters, the fleeting glimpses of a figure in the periphery. Richard, ever the worried father, had insisted. A bodyguard. An intrusion she hadn't wanted, hadn't asked for. Then she saw her. Standing a few feet away, a silent sentinel amidst the chaos. Dark suit, an air of quiet intensity that cut through the surrounding frenzy. Her gaze was direct, unwavering, assessing. Freen Sarocha. Her new shadow. Becky's breath hitched, a flicker of something unexpected stirring within the familiar dread. It wasn't relief, not exactly. It was... intrigue. This woman looked like she carried the weight of the world on her shoulders, and yet, there was a stillness about her that Becky found strangely compelling. She won't understand, a cynical voice whispered in Becky's mind. No one ever truly does. They saw the glamour, the success. They didn't see the loneliness that echoed in the empty spaces of her penthouse, the constant pressure to be someone she wasn't. But as Freen's eyes briefly met hers across the swirling throng, a different kind of understanding seemed to flicker there, a silent acknowledgment of the underlying tension. Or perhaps it was just her imagination, a desperate yearning for connection in a world that often felt isolating
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