Neverletmego Stories

There is a legend in this University. That every 50 years, students get selected for a game called Death Roulette.

"ငါ့အနာဂတ်တိုင်းမှာမင်းပါတာမို့ ဘာတွေဖြစ်ဖြစ် မင်းကိုဘဲရွေးချယ်မယ်..." phuwin "ကိုယ့်ဘဝထဲကိုရောက်လာပေးခဲ့လို ကျေးဇူးတင်ပါတယ်...." pond Pond x Phuwin (Season-1)

Diesel, a struggling college student would never have thought that his world-once confined by the heavy and suffocating walls of his absolute mansion, would expand and contract down to one person-Day. his future, his present... and his forever. day, whom dominated the theatre, and filmed series so powerful it caused a ripple in the industry-would never have expected that the cheesy romance that captivates his entire life would spring to life. but what happens when problems only shown on television becomes real? how will he tackle it, knowing he could lose anything, yet gain everything?

Can the heart still recognize the person it loves most when the mind no longer remembers them? After everything has been erased by pain, when memories have faded and nothing feels certain anymore, there is only one question left: can love find its way back? In a world filled with danger, where violence and chaos have become part of everyday life, love feels fragile and out of place. Yet somehow, it lingers. It waits quietly beneath the surface, even when everything else is falling apart. This is a story about memory, survival, and the quiet strength of love. About whether something so deeply felt can truly disappear or if, even in the darkest moments, it can still return.

"Claim the light," they spun around the boat. Impudent swelling waves thrashed. So come rain and the chill sea air bit into me. The waves were wild horses, rearing up before crashing onto the boat, pounding with their white foam hooves. "Who are you ?" I yelled, the wind at such a feverish howl that I couldn't hear my own words. Gigantic waves crashed relentlessly into me. I held onto the rails so tight that my knuckles were white. Wind was whipping my hair .Each swell of the sea was enough to rock the little boat to the point of tipping right over but I held my head up waiting for their answer. "We are your guardian angels." They said above the howling sound of the gale. The merciless waves whirled the boat over and tossed me into the deep blue. Stygian darkness enfolded me and took over. I felt as if my lungs were slowly filling with water, as if there was just less space in them for the air. Inflating them felt like pushing up a lead weight on my chest. I sucked in the air but nothing came in. As I descended deeper within the deep ocean, I could only help but gasp for fresh air. I opened my wide eyes and I longed for air. The air was thick with moisture. Sweat was lingering in the air. The walls were closing in. The sunlight was overwhelming. I sucked in the air into my lungs. I was in my room.

Descrizione: Sono passati tre anni dalla partenza di Jackson, quella partenza che ha lasciato soltanto un vuoto incolmabile nel cuore di Lydia. Jackson, invece, sembra essere andato avanti con la sua vita. Ma si sa, l'apparenza inganna. Lui sta tornando a Beacon Hills. Ha intenzione di andare a convivere con la sua nuova fidanzata, è convinto di aver superato la storia con Lydia, ma è terrorizzato all'idea di poter incrociare la ragazza dalla chioma biondo-fragola. Jackson è divorato dai rimpianti, da tutte le parole che non è riuscito mai a dedicare alla sua ex ragazza, da tutte le promesse che non è mai riuscito a mantenere. E vorrebbe tanto rimediare, vorrebbe perdersi nuovamente negli occhioni di Lydia, vorrebbe sfiorare le sue mani pallide per un'ultima volta. Vorrebbe tornare indietro nel tempo per cercare di mantenere quella famosa promessa. 'Non lasciarmi mai. Promettimelo.' 'Promesso'. Parole vane. Ma c'è sempre tempo per rimediare, per tentare di correggere gli errori commessi in passato. Si sa, non possiamo cambiare il passato- ahimè. Ma possiamo cercare di modificare il presente per poi evitare futuri rimpianti.

source: bl story *i just made the characters name *Sorry for my grammar

He told her to never let him go but he did.

"You'll never let me go.. Right?" You ask with Hesitation. He slowly takes your hand and intertwined your hand with his. You know he loves you, he smiles and leans in. You kiss him and you feel this warmth. You love him

A one-shot with dialogue between a girl, Sophia, and her boyfriend, Owen, who is about to be deployed.

This is an amazing story being told by in a poetic point of view, if you love stories and have thing for poetry this is the book for you. It's a short vivid story that shows how much we should cherish the ones we love, and the little things we take for granted. The reader will experience something different, something that captivates their souls. They will journey into uncharted water, but the author has provided them with a life vest. Be prepared to face to sweet music of lies, lust and the most complicated of them all love. This piece has been entered into a contest guys so please read and tell me what you think. :)

A Joey graceffa fan fiction

hi! so this isn't the first time I write but it wasnt really good I'll try to make everything readable :"). Probably one of my friend will help me write (even if he doesn't watch drama). I'll try to write as much as possible when I've time and ideas :"). I will do much every ship I like and know, probably. some ship probably would start from the series and other probably have another story (not related to the drama). hope you will like the stories ^^.

where, a street boy adores the annoying actor or where the drug addict that got major mummy issues happens to get obsessed with ayan, his acting partner

Bari, named after the legendary Korean princess who journeyed to the underworld, was a K-pop trainee on the verge of breaking, not from the industry's ruthless standards, but from an incurable illness that threatened to erase her, her soulmate, and her future. At her lowest, Victor, a K-pop manager alluding to Frankenstein, offered her a desperate solution: the industry's first CRISPR-built idol, a genetically "perfected" version of Bari that would solve her problem. But was Victor a savior or something far worse? Bari had hard battles to fight. Accompanied by her friend Ji-soon and guided by a Korean Mudang-a female shaman-she traversed into her own past as a living witness to a hidden lineage she never knew she had. There, she relived the brutal, many-lives battles between good and bad Korean shaman pigs: chaotic, totemic spirits that feed on human ambition and despair. Each vision cost her a piece of her present, but also unlocked a strange inner resilience. Who was Bari? Could she debut as her true self-not a lab-made idol?

》I wiped away her tears with my thumb while holding her closer than ever. In that moment, I swore myself that I would never leave her side again. 《 He saved her when she couldn't. A love story.

I love them sm😭🫶

Happiness is within reach' He wrote. "Never let me go." she cried into his tear stained shirt, "promise?" "Promise."

In another life, they loved freely. In this one, they loved quietly. He fell first-a boy with quiet eyes and a saving hand. He held on through years, scripts, scenes, and silence. The world watched them fall in love on camera. But behind the scenes, timing was cruel. Words stayed unspoken. And feelings were folded into performances, hidden between takes and tucked into half-smiles. He tried to tell him. Once. Twice. A hundred almost. But time ran faster than love could catch. Now, the cameras are gone. The stage is empty. And only one pillow is warm. He forever stayed 25. While the other kept aging alone. "I could date him in films... but I missed my chance in real life."