Tension Stories

With Alyssa stuck behind enemy lines and the fate of the pack hanging, tensions are higher than ever in this final installment of the Fatal Trilogy. ***** Book 3 begins right where Book 2 left off, with Alyssa captured and brought to the top pack's lair in Montreal. Unsure of Daimon and the rest of the pack's fate, Aly has no choice but to start finding ways to free herself and her baby from the grasps of the top pack and their leader, Pablo. Meanwhile, what's left of Daimon's pack scrambles to come up with a plan to rescue their girl and take down the top pack for good. Content and/or trigger warning: This story contains scenes of violence and sexual activity, and mentions rape and sexual abuse, which may be triggering for some readers. [[word count: 150,000-200,000 words]] Cover designed by Ren T

She feared him more than anything-until he became the only place she felt safe. After escaping years of abuse, Lina found a fragile kind of peace scrubbing floors in a mercenary's mansion. Quiet, invisible, and broken, she kept her head down and her voice lower. Especially around him. Killian. He kills for a living. He is a powerful, cold-blooded mercenary, a wealthy man who built his empire off blood, fear. He owns a powerful private military company that operates in the shadows, answering only to the highest bidders. He commands killers, closes deals, and never makes mistakes. Until her. A glance. A flinch. A wound she tried to hide. And suddenly, he was watching her closely. Quietly. Like she was a puzzle he didn't mean to touch... but couldn't stop obsessing over. Killian: "You blush like that again, and I swear I'll pin you against this wall just to see how deep it goes." He didn't know how to be soft. She didn't know how to be wanted. But in a house full of violence, he saw her. And he started to change. And soon, she was everywhere in his mind.

"Lie to me again. Tell me white lies, tell me big lies. Hell, tell me the sky is green and upside down, just lie to me and show me that you care." Vera Rosenthal, known hot-head, track and field champion and debate warrior has never been the better person in any fight. She fights hard and she fights dirty, always has. When Koda Leschi shows up out of nowhere and embarrasses her in front of her whole debate class, with barely anything but a charming smile to show for it, Vera sees red. Suddenly Koda manages to show up everywhere: at her favorite café, on her friend's birthday, casually leaning against the wall at the frat house and worst of all next to her name on the list of assigned partners for the upcoming debate rounds. Before long she finds herself spending precious summer afternoons with her sworn enemy who seems too keen on breaking down her walls and revealing all the secrets bubbling under the surface of her blazing eyes. What happens when lines blur and facades crumble? Will Vera be able to keep her head above water as past traumas come crushing in waves? Updates every two days to every day all throughout February and March. Enemies to friends to lovers Enemies to lovers, but she is the only one who hates him Academic rivals Sloooow burn. And by slow I mean really slow. Forced proximity Yearning Female friendship

Blair and Macklin crossed paths by accident. Having the same best friend has perks, but now something in both of them shifted. They weren't strangers anymore; they became apart of each other's story in a way that couldn't be undone. Even now when they aren't speaking, life somehow brings them back together when they least expect it.

His face is leveled to mine and I can see tiny droplets of water on his face and lips as he draws closer to me, my anticipation is crazy as he moves milimeter by milimeter. I roll my eyes and move my head away. "Don't do this." He acknowledges what I said but doesn't act on it. He takes his hand and moves it to my jawline, moving my head to him. This causes me to become frantic. I can't get messed over. "Lucas, we literally just had this conversation. This isn't fair to me, please don't." His facial features soften completely at my tone and he looks at me genuinely. "I would never." With that he kisses me and my stomach explodes in butterflies, turning over. He moves his hands from the hood of his car to the side of my waist. "That wasn't fake, Natalie", his eyes intent on mine against the dark drizzling sky. I can't stop looking at him. She's a soloist who doesn't like help. Especially with a huge mission like this. Will the mission fall through? Or would she need a partner more than ever? Story is ALSO on EPISODE INTERACTIVE! @ms_writer ~Spy ~Romance ~Mystery ~#1 #nancydrew #spies #agency#desire ~#5 #romantic-thriller

You've spent your life fixing what others break, restoring balance, healing the flow, obeying orders you never agreed with. Now the higher-ups have a new assignment for you: assist Gojo Satoru, the strongest sorcerer alive. You're the calm to his chaos. The order to his defiance, and maybe, the only one who can unbalance him. ~~~~~~ "You gave too much," he says, smile faint but eyes sharp. "You needed it," you gasp for air. He huffs a laugh-too quiet, too fond. "Yeah... that's what scares me." ~~~~~~ Start: 03.11.2025 Might contain smut in the future, who knows

Urban Lesbian Romance| LGBTQ+| Drama| Secrets She got the ring on her finger... but her heart is in someone's hand. Raya is the picture of a "good girl"- nursing student, fiancée, soft voice, and a life that's perfectly planned. She's doing everything right.... even if it doesn't feel right. Then she meets Bliss- bold, seductive and unapologetically queer. She lives fast, loves hard and breaks every rule Raya's spent her whole life following. What starts as a stolen glance turn into stolen night. But there's one thing Bliss doesn't know... Raya's engaged to a man And she not ready to choose. As lies pile up and emotions run deep, both women are forced to face the truth.

What if Jay didn't like Kiefer first but instead a different person of section a first? Kiefer has a girlfriend , Jay has a boyfriend but section e think otherwise . Will Jay and Kiefer cross paths or are they on a different road?

Everyone believed we were untouchable. An empire built on loyalty. A love that looked stronger than anything the world could throw at us. I trusted him with my life. What I didn't realize was that behind the smiles and promises, something was already breaking. Secrets were forming. Lies were being told. And the man I loved was about to make a choice that would destroy us both. Because every ruin begins with a fall. Saint of Ruin: Before the Fall is the story of what happened before everything collapsed.

❝𝐈 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞'𝐬 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐢𝐭 𝐦𝐞.. 𝐈'𝐯𝐞 𝐧𝐮𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐝 𝐦𝐲𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟 𝐭𝐨 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠.❞ 𝐀 𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬. 𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐈 𝐬𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐜𝐫𝐲.. 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 "𝐈𝐭'𝐬 𝐨𝐤𝐚𝐲.. 𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨𝐨. 𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞'𝐬 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐮𝐬, 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐧." 𝐈 𝐬𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐞𝐳𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝, 𝐰𝐢𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐞𝐤. 𝐌𝐲 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐡𝐢𝐦. . . . Z'airee was a caretaker at a old people's home and he took care of many patients. The only thing was that it happened to be one of the few nursing in homes in NYC. So many patients wounded up from the hood where many of the patients were from different gangs. Z'airee wasn't supposed to have favorites but he always had this particular one.. Mr. Sinaloa. Heaven was a drug dealer who visited his grandpa, Tyreek Sinaloa everyday. His grandpa was everything that his parents wasn't to him. The trenches of New York was where he came from. All his mom cared about was drugs and his dad walked out on him. He grew up running the streets because his mom was too high one everything to care, with men coming in and out they house. He never had that support system so he was wit older kids for as long as he could remember. So as soon as his grandpa got custody he was good but he always knew he wanted to move out as soon as possible..Or so he thought. EXT

Some people don't leave your life. They just... stay quieter. Ava learned how to live without him. Without the chaos. Without the late nights, the almosts, and everything that never quite felt like enough. She was fine. Until she wasn't. Because seeing Josh again didn't feel like closure. It felt like something unfinished. One night turned into something dangerous - stolen looks, lingering touches, crossed lines, and a pull neither of them could ignore. Josh knows he doesn't deserve another chance. Ava knows she shouldn't give him one. But the problem isn't whether she still wants him. It's that she remembers exactly how it feels to be close to him... and how quickly she loses herself when she is. And this time- if she lets him back in, she might not walk away again.

| ❝𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞. 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐢𝐭 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐬 𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐞𝐧𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐮𝐫𝐭.❞ - A 𝐆𝐢𝐥𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐆𝐢𝐫𝐥𝐬 story . ─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ─── Y/n's little life in Stars Hollow seemed perfect for the longest time. A boyfriend, as troubled as he is, and a family that love her. But with her father's recent death now following her everywhere like an attached ghost, she can't help but feel herself slowly start to spiral into something she never thought even remotely resembles her. After Jess, her boyfriend, ends up kissing the infamous Rory Gilmore at a party, y/n's grip on life starts to slip. Stirring up trouble in town and watching her grades drop lower, she's changed - and she knows it. As she clings at straws and tries to keep herself afloat mentally, her biggest so-called "enemy's" - Dean Forester's - presence becomes increasingly clear in her life. Will he now be the one lifeline to bring her to surface again when she's drowning? ➳ [𝐃𝐞𝐚𝐧 𝐅𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐱 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 ] - 𝖾𝗇𝖾𝗆𝗂𝖾𝗌 𝗍𝗈 𝖿𝗋𝗂𝖾𝗇𝖽𝗌 𝗍𝗈 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗌 Only original characters are reader, her family and any other ocs.

He paid her to disappear... but he never knew she left with his child. Five years later, she's built a quiet life far from the man who broke her. But when billionaire Ethan Cole walks back into her world, one secret threatens to destroy everything Because this time... he's not letting her go.

Nani was born into power, but never into warmth. In a house where love sounded like orders and silence meant survival, he learned to be soft, to be quiet, to take up as little space as possible. They called him gentle but what they meant was easy to ignore, easy to use, easy to break. He didn't fight it. He simply endured, like he always had, unaware that something inside him, once pushed far enough, wouldn't stay gentle at all. Sky didn't belong to anyone. The city bent around his name, but he moved through it untouched cold, distant, and empty in ways people couldn't understand. He didn't care about people, didn't believe in attachment, didn't hesitate when someone's existence ended in front of him. But one night, in a dark alley that should have meant nothing, he saw Nani ; fragile, unaware, breathing like the world was too heavy and for the first time, Sky didn't walk away. He didn't save him out of kindness. He kept him out of something far worse. From that moment on, Nani became the only thing Sky wanted to look at, the only thing he refused to let go of-even if it meant watching from the shadows, even if it meant wanting him in a way that wasn't safe. And then there was Dew , raised to stand against Nani, to compete, to destroy. Where Nani stayed quiet, Dew burned with quiet hatred, waiting for the right moment to tear him apart piece by piece. To Dew, Nani wasn't innocent - he was a weakness wearing a soft face, something that needed to be broken to prove a point. One boy who endures. One who obsesses. One who wants to ruin. And in between them, Nani breathes softly... not knowing that one is watching him like something to keep, and the other is waiting to watch him fall. " I don't need you to love me... just don't belong to anyone else."

Idol's Sweetheart Book-3 She inks secrets and he becomes one. An underground artist and a star adored by millions. One night, a strange meeting and attraction turned into fascination and then obsession. When their parallel worlds collide the chemistry doesn't brew, it explodes. Will the two be able to overcome the ghosts of their past to build something sacred out of ruins ? ©Lily_rue

At the beginning of the school year, when everything is still under construction, some bonds are born easily... and others that seem destined to fail. This is the story of Kim Sunoo, the impeccable class representative, organized and always ready to keep everything under control, and Nishimura Riki, known to everyone as Niki, more spontaneous, direct, and less inclined to follow imposed patterns. They don't hate each other, they don't seek each other out to argue, but simply... they don't like each other. Being in the same room is enough with Ni-ki costantly teasing Sunoo, let alone working together. They have different ways of thinking, different rhythms, different priorities. And perhaps it's precisely this that creates that silent distance between them, made more of averted glances and restrained comments than actual clashes. When they are chosen to organize the start-of-school event, that distance becomes impossible to ignore. Forced to collaborate, they must find a balance between two worlds that don't seem to fit together. And through awkwardness, small frictions, and shared moments, they'll discover that sometimes you don't have to be alike to truly understand each other... and that certain connections arise where you'd least expect them.

When quirky intern Brianna Kilter steps into the chaotic world of Smosh, she expects deadlines and drama, but she doesn't expect to catch the eye of Angela, the effortlessly cool and witty team member who runs the show behind the scenes. (Cover Art Created By Canva)

I broke into the palace for one ring. I left with a husband. Now I'm legally bound to Riven Marchand-the most feared man in Mazareth, whose enemies want me dead and whose secrets may destroy us both. He says this marriage is temporary. He also refuses to let me out of his sight. And the more I learn about the kingdom's favorite villain... the more I suspect he might not be the monster here.

A sharp, ambitious assistant steps into the high-stakes world of her powerful new boss-only to be offered an unthinkable deal: a contract marriage to save his company in exchange for financial freedom. What begins as a calculated arrangement soon blurs into something far more dangerous, as control gives way to chemistry and a fake relationship starts to feel all too real.

A JanJingJing fanfiction. In an empire where power is inherited, stolen, or survived, Queen Consort Janhae Normandy-Foxworth was never meant to rule. Widowed after only three months of marriage, she's thrust onto a throne a council of men would rather see burn than be led by a woman. But Janhae is no fragile ornament-she's sharp, strategic, and far more dangerous than they realize. Then Princess JingJing Kaplan of Sylvara arrives. Brilliant. Untouchable. Promised to another. It was supposed to be politics. A game of power. A battle of minds. So why does every glance feel like a mistake they both want to make again? Genre: Sapphic Slow-Burn Romance • Political Drama • Romcom • Omegaverse (Alpha/Omega Dynamics) • Enemies-to-Lovers • Royalty AU