Friendswithbenefits Stories

Book No 2 of "The Wrongs Series" "This wasn't the deal, Archen. We never agreed to this." "What if I tell you I already did a lot of what we never agreed to, cupcake?" "You're joking..." "I'm not. What if I tell you the deal is already fractured-wait no-the deal is over." "You can't be serious..." "When it comes to you? I'm always serious." When Joong Archen Aydin attends his best friend's publicly fake wedding, he expected it to be a one time experience to be tolerated, eventually forgotten in the middle of his already chaotic life until Dunk Natachai Boonprasert arrives like an unsettling storm and decides to collide their parallel paths. The plan was simple- No promises, no obligations Certainly no place for feelings Just pure and passionate sex Satisfying both the parties right? Except Joong found himself stepping onto fragile ice as everything he planned starts to disintegrate. Because feelings have an inconvenient habit of arriving uninvited, especially when midnight conversations begin to matter more than midnight kisses. FWB trope, opposites attract Also features~ PondPhuwin, GeminiFourth Discretion suggested for ~ emotional instability, self-criticism, dealing with disabilities and broken home, age gap, heavy smut, mpreg (common AU with TWRD [PPW] ~ can be read as a standalone) #1 friendswithbenefits

Olivia Foster came to university for a fresh start. Jack Parker was never supposed to be part of it. He was the annoyingly charming rugby player she met once during Freshers, only to find sitting across the lecture hall days later. The boy with too many girls in his phone, too much confidence, and absolutely no interest in relationships. Liv couldn't stand him. At least, that's what she told herself. Somewhere between shared lectures, group projects, drunken nights out and far too many hours spent together, Jack Parker went from the boy she avoided to the person she trusted most. They were friends. Best friends, eventually. Best friends who slept together. And that should have been simple. Except Jack started getting jealous. Liv started looking at him differently. And somewhere along the way, the lines they'd sworn they'd never cross began to disappear. Because Liv and Jack were always just friends. Until they weren't.

"You never ask me out?" she asked. "I never will. I promise," he said. "No dating, no jealousy, no expectations, and most importantly... no love," she added. "Pinky promise," he replied. He held out her little finger. She hooked his around his. They pulled their hands back, then shook hands as if sealing a serious business deal. "Friends..." she said. "With benefits," he completed. They looked at each other for a moment before bursting into laughter. Neither of them realized that the one rule they had just made-the rule about "LOVE"-would be the hardest one to keep.

To everyone on campus, Jungkook and Jimin are the ultimate Ride-or-Die duo-the gold standard of an inseparable brotherhood. But behind the door of Room , they live by a No-Label Pact, rebranding their secret intimacy as a mere "biological necessity." By day, they are just friends; by night, they are a blurred line. There are no flowers or confessions-just a high-intensity connection they've convinced themselves is purely functional. It's a high-stakes Tactical Standoff: two best friends who know every inch of each other's bodies, yet remain the masters of staying "unbothered." WARNING: This story contains explicit content, including graphic language and mature themes that may not be suitable for all readers. Reader discretion is strongly advised. 18+ only.

It isn't everyday that Atticus, someone who lacked the ability to form a genuine attachment towards others decides that only one person in the entirety of the world is his person, and his alone. His to love, his to hate, his. He may not show it, may not be obvious with it, (most of the time.) but everyone knows this fact. And if they don't? They will. It wasn't everyday that Victor, a person known for his lack of sanity, would come back down to earth a sane person for someone who showed a little less than interest for him. (Most of the time.) He was a sucker for him and him alone. And that was a very known fact. If it wasn't? It would be the moment the two saw each other. The more they were together, the less the world around them mattered. For a moment in time, at least. The world around them was one that would rather have them separated. People have tried to destroy them, their relationship, for if they were to ever get together... Pray amongst yourselves for they would be unstoppable.

Before I knew what love was, I knew her. ආදරය හඳුනාගන්නටත් පෙර මම ඇයව හඳුනාගෙන සිටියෙමි காதலை அறியும் முன்பே நான் அவளை அறிந்திருந்தேன் She was there before the feelings had a name-before stolen glances, unspoken words, jealousy, and the kind of connection neither of us knew how to explain. Growing up changes people. Time changes relationships. And sometimes, the person you thought you had known forever becomes the person you can no longer imagine living without. But love isn't always simple. Sometimes it hides behind friendship. Sometimes it arrives too late. And sometimes, by the time you realize what someone means to you, you've already fallen too deeply to turn back. He knew her before he knew love. But will knowing her be enough to make him choose her? Continuation of Before She had a name

A collection of my fav poems I wrote, written in an emotional teen girl's perspective... Hope u enjoy ♡

It was supposed to be a girls-only trip. But at there parents' insistence, Boruto and his friends came along "for safety reasons." They've known each other since forever-never enemies, but never close. That week changed everything, and not only for them.

Someone told me, to be the best version of yourself. But, what if that best version of me for them, is the worst of me. When do you exactly know that you're doing the right thing? How do you encourage someone so easily, when deep inside, you only know what's wrong because you're experiencing the same thing. I was just a girl, teenager. Some say, the best times of your life, and some says, it's the worst experience ever. Then magical happened, and an opportunity to save the world. But the thing is... For kids, they would be delighted, for adults, they would naturally want to protect their family. But what about teenagers? I'd say, go fuck yourself. This is your fantasy, but not so fantasy story. A story about, teenager's normal life suddenly flipping into... Something whimsical, and fated path, and of course, the weight of the freaking world.

a collection of love, loss, longing & everything I never said

╰┈➤𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 -5 𝐎𝐟 𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝓔𝓷𝓮𝓶𝓲𝓮𝓼 𝓣𝓸 𝓛𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓻𝓼 He was sunshine,She was a storm. And neither of them knew what to do when the two collided. Rithik Sharma was the youngest son of the Sharma family-their heart, their spoiled brat, and his grandfather's favourite. He was carefree, shamelessly charming, and allergic to seriousness. He flirted, joked and annoyed everyone around him. And most importantly-he never believed in love. Until Manya Chatterjee. The middle daughter of an orthodox Bengali family, Manya grew up surrounded by restrictions instead of affection. She was bold, witty, grumpy, and proudly a man-hater. She hated flirting as much she hated arrogant men. And she hated Rithik Sharma most of all. Or so she thought. Because Rithik knew exactly how to get under her skin. He flirted with her because he knew she hated it. She argued with him because she secretly loved his attention. They fought,challenged each other, drove each other insane until - One moment of jealousy changed everything. One kiss. A kiss that was supposed to be nothing, A mistake -A fling. But temptation doesn't ask permission before taking over. Manya started falling,Rithik started wanting more. And neither of them could escape what they had created between them. Until Manya's family forced her to make the ultimate sacrifice. A secret and a threat. A truth buried inside her own family. To save someone she loved, Manya chose to destroy the one thing she had finally begun to love for herself. Him. She walked away. Leaving Rithik believing she had chosen another man. But he didn't know the truth. He didn't know what she had sacrificed. And she didn't know that walking away from him wouldn't make him stop loving her. It would only turn his love into something far more dangerous. Because sometimes-love isn't the temptation. The person you can't resist is and for Rithik Sharma a

Seek more craziness after (1)? Geez you are dedicated! Dive in! Honorable Characters: Sakibul Haque, Yandere Yannie, Albert Willwind, Sar Willwind x Stucy Wrapper, Ronvik, Heated Squad, Rico Naziro, Arnvik 2.0, Krishma Dioxiribo, Bifat Alom, Ronoy Ahmed Ariful, Skull N Bones, Baby Dop, Skinny Dap, Biter, Killed4 Sakibul's Channel: Just search "@fire_brick" bro "Just another weird description because yes" -me Continued from (1) since Wattpad is causing problems with the overload of parts I made on (1) and I cant enter or edit chapters in (1) anymore because the hang. This will continue where Villains Uprise Arc, Part 3, Dummy's Havoc left off ok =)

It has been 10 years since the end of The Hundred Year War, ten years since Aang left her. Katara now finds herself in an unlikely pair with a melancholy Fire Lord while navigating life in Republic City. Excerpt: "Zuko stop!" she begged. He did not, he continued to nudge and press for an answer. Katara began to feel like the floor was slipping from under her. The room was no longer still and she was growing increasingly dizzy. She grabbed on to a column to steady herself. Zuko rushed to her side, bracing her against his warm body. Their eyes met briefly and Zuko found the answer he had been searching for.

'' ඔයාට මාව ඕන කවුරු විදියටද?'' '' ඒකෙන් වැඩක් නෑ.. ඔයාට ඕන විදියකට ඔයා ළග මන් ඉන්නම්.'' '' මට ඔයාව ඕන යාලුවෙක් විදියට විතරයි සුදූ...'' ''යාලුවො කිස් කරනවද?''

leaving was simple. new places, new people, new moments that disappear just as quickly as they came. but meeting someone who's grounded made him wonder if leaving was the only thing he knew how to do. what starts as a couple of summer nights in a jazz club for minji and taehyung, slowly becomes shared shifts, spontaneous trips, and something they didn't want to name. ••• fem!oc x kim taehyung non-idol au not really a sequel but i guess a companion book to Across (???) catch my song references! -kindoffriendstolovers -slowburn -situationship lowkey on a hold for writing...im actually employed and have school...</3

╭┈ • ┈ ୨ ୧ ┈ • ┈╮ GRACE BY NAME SCANDAL BY NATURE ╰┈ • ┈ ୨ ୧ ┈ • ┈╯ "Meher Suri. Grace by name, trade by blood; where fortune wanders, I arrive first." Meher purred, reckless delight brightening her eyes. "She is a catastrophe I intend to contain," Anthony growled, possessive fury tightening his jaw. "Then let her ruin me," Benedict breathed, aching wonder softening his smile. "I wanted nothing until she made nothing unbearable," Simon confessed, hunger roughening his guarded voice. "Run," Kabir warned, devotion turning lethal, "and I will still follow." 𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 a pirate with no shore to call home steals Bridgerton hearts, scandalizes the ton, charms queens, and discovers freedom has a price when love becomes the treasure she cannot outrun.

(friends with benefits) Keonho and Yuna have been friends since the age of 6 years old. But what happens when their feelings start changing into something more?

Lando knows what he should do. He should stop checking his phone at three in the morning, waiting for Oscar to text. He should stop trying to figure out where Oscar's been or who he's been with. He should definitely stop analyzing every touch like it means something it probably doesn't. The hand on his knee, the way Oscar leans in close, those casual "I love you"s that Lando replays until they fall apart into meaninglessness. Most of all, he should stop this thing where he's convinced that almost is enough. But Oscar makes it difficult. Not on purpose. That's almost worse, actually. Instead, Oscar just exists the way he does quiet, comfortable and careless with how much of himself he gives away, and Lando just keeps showing up, keeps believing things he knows aren't true. And the thing is, Oscar never promised him anything. Not once. Lando built all of this himself, constructed the entire narrative from fragments and proximity and Oscar's ability to make him feel like he was the only person that mattered in any given moment. So when Oscar texts him at three in the morning, Lando answers. When Oscar shows up at his door with that tired look and asks if he can stay, Lando lets him in. When Oscar says those things, quiet, half-asleep, drunk enough to be honest, Lando listens, and he believes them for the few hours before reality sets in. Because maybe Oscar's giving him pretty big lies, and maybe Lando knows they're lies, but they're the only thing he's got. And that's enough, somehow. It has to be enough.

My chest is rising and falling wildly. My heart is beating rapidly. How many times can one person break your heart? Because every time I meet him now as an adult, it's like I have to say goodbye to him all over again. It hits me so f******g hard every f******g time. A story about a girl who definitely cannot be a role model for others. She made a lot of intentional and unintentional mistakes on her way through life, and the biggest one was that she fought against her own heart. They say you can't meet the right person at the wrong time, because then it's not the right one... Well, you can, and those of you who say otherwise, be glad that it wasn't your case. I wish you a pleasant reading and I hope you enjoy my story

"𝙏𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙨𝙚𝙘𝙧𝙚𝙩 𝙞𝙨 𝙗𝙚𝙩𝙬𝙚𝙚𝙣 𝙪𝙨, 𝙆𝙞𝙣𝙘𝙖𝙞𝙙." "𝙄 𝙠𝙣𝙤𝙬, 𝘾𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙤𝙬𝙖𝙮." "𝙂𝙤𝙤𝙙, 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙬𝙚 𝙝𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙧𝙪𝙡𝙚𝙨." "𝙍𝙪𝙡𝙚𝙨?" 𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 a ruthless sports journalist and a cocky hockey star become the center of a dating rumor neither of them can explain. Wren Calloway and Rhett Kincaid have never liked each other. So when one blurry photo convinces the entire internet they're secretly together, denying it only makes things worse. With their careers benefiting from the attention, they decide to fake it. But fake kisses turn into real ones, enemies become friends with benefits, and somewhere between the lies, jealousy, and late nights, they start wondering-what happens when pretending stops being pretend?