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𝐀𝐧 𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐝 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐫 𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐬... 𝐨𝐫 𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐬. Once, he was a boy who believed she was far too chaotic for his peace of mind. She was the little menace who somehow always found a way to disrupt his carefully ordered world, and he was certain he didn't even like her. Years later, fate forced them into a marriage neither of them wanted, binding them under the same roof despite the distance that had grown between them. But she is no longer the loud, carefree girl he remembers. Life took everything from her, including her laughter, her innocence, and her parents, leaving behind a quiet woman who hides her pain behind a calm smile. Before their marriage, he made one thing clear: "Don't expect love from me." So she didn't. As they begin sharing a life together, he slowly starts seeing her differently, noticing the sadness she conceals and the strength she carries. Yet one question remains: if he remembers her so well, why doesn't she even know his name? A story of heartbreak, healing, and unexpected love, where old irritation gives way to feelings neither of them ever imagined. ×××× Tropes: Grumpy × Sunshine | Marriage of Convenience | Forced Proximity | No Cheating | She fell first (or so she thinks) × He fell harder and harder.. It's just my first book pls don't judge my writing.. because there's noway I can be perfect.... . . .

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❝ 𝐒𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐡𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐛𝐮𝐢𝐥𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐬. 𝐇𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐛𝐮𝐢𝐥𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐬𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞. 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐛𝐮𝐢𝐥𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐩𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫. ❞ ✦ ✦ ✦✦ ✦ ✦✦ ✦ ✦✦ ✦ ✦✦ ✦ ✦✦ ✦ ══════════ ❖ ══════════ 𝑨 𝑽 𝑨 𝑵 𝒀 𝑨 𓂃 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑴𝒊𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝑾𝒂𝒓𝒎𝒕𝒉 𓂃 ══════════ ❖ ══════════ She grew up knowing care. Gentle hands. Quiet protection. A presence that felt like home when the world felt too sharp. She was loved. But love does not erase everything. And being protected does not mean being untouched by pain. Some silences stay too long. Some truths arrive too early. Some burdens are never meant for a child. So she learned to endure. To smile softly. To speak less. To carry hurt without letting it show. Warmth became her instinct. Quiet strength, her shield. Then she stepped into a house ruled by power. A family built on authority and discipline, where emotions were controlled and warmth was never taught. At its center stood a man shaped by shadows- respected in light, feared in darkness. His past was buried deep, But it was never gone. Around him stood sons who had been raised to command. Composed. Unyielding. Dangerous in their silence. She did not arrive to change them. She did not come to heal anyone. She arrived carrying love and loss, warmth learned from care, Strength born from survival. And sometimes- That kind of warmth is the most dangerous thing of all. ✨ Can someone who has known both comfort and cruelty survive a world built on control? ✨ Will softness last where emotions are considered weakness? Dive

When Jackson an avid horror movie lover transmigrates into a romance novel as the second ml set in another world by an "entertainment system" he has no choice But to embark on a path of creation. ------------ This is a Bl. If you're looking for a fun transmigration and entertainment centered story this is it. The description may not give the story justice I'm not to good at writing descriptions.:)> this story doesn't just focus on the romance but also on how the Mc navigates completing task given by the system and netizens reaction to his words.

#Book 2- "The stolen sovereignty"[ can be read Standalone] She was a nobody-a ghost surviving on quiet strength and borrowed stability. A girl who learned early that the world doesn't pause for tears, she had nothing that mattered in a world of luxury. No powerful family name, no past to protect her, and a future that belonged entirely to someone else's payroll. Until she stepped into *his* empire. He was the pinnacle of wealth, malice, and absolute power-the **Sinister Sovereign**. A man so obscenely rich he bought nations, and so terrifyingly ruthless that the world held its breath at his name. In his calculated, blood-soaked reality, humans were either tools to be used or obstacles to be crushed. He had everything, yet felt absolutely nothing. Until his dark, merciless gaze fell upon the simple maid sweeping his floors. It wasn't a sudden spark-it was a slow, consuming obsession. To the man who owned the world, her innocence became a poison he couldn't resist. In a world full of masks and greed, her fear, her quiet strength, and the way she flinched at his presence unraveled him completely. He didn't just notice her. He became obsessed with her. He started watching-quietly, constantly-claiming her space, her breath, her thoughts without ever touching her. For her, even meeting his eyes felt like danger. A man who ruled the darkness, feared by all, should have been nothing but a warning. She was only a maid. And he... was the man who should never have wanted her. But logic is a useless shield against a sovereign who refuses to let go. Will the innocent maid survive the guilt of loving the world's most dangerous man? Or will she realize that her quiet innocence is the only weapon capable of bringing the ruthless Sinister Sovereign to his knees? Step into a dark, intoxicating tale of power, trauma, and a forbidden obsession so deep... he would gladly burn the entire world to ashes just to keep his beautiful sin by his side.

【𝗖𝗼𝗺𝗽𝗹𝗲𝘁𝗲𝗱 ✅】 "I think I'm falling in love with someone I've never seen." - JK "I want to meet you. Not because the notes aren't enough, but because I want more." - T Jungkook writes poetry about longing. Taehyung paints emotions he can't express. Jungkook and Taehyung have never met, but through notes left at their shared desk, they've fallen for each other in the most unexpected way. But when the day finally meets the night, will reality be as beautiful as the words they've shared?

පිටතට නොපෙනුනත් සමහර හදවත් වේදනාකාරී තුවාල පුරවන් ඉන්නවා... හිනාවකින් වේදනාව මැඬ ගන්න උත්සහ දැරුවත් ගන්න හැම හුස්ම වාරයක්‌ පාසාම ඒ තුවාල ඇතුලතින් රිදුම් දෙනවා... ​පිටතට හිනාවීගෙන, ලෝකයාට ශක්තිමත් වෙලා පෙනී සිටියත්... තනිකම තදින්ම දැනෙන හැම මොහොතකම තනියම හැඬූ ඇගේ ඒ අඳුරු, තුවාල වුණු ලෝකයට හිරු එළියක් වගේ ඇවිත්, ඇගේ ජීවිතයේ හැම අඩුවක්ම පුරවන්න උත්සාහ කළ ඔහු... ​වේදනාවයි, කඳුළයි, ඒ අතරම උතුරා යන ආදරයයි අතර දෝලනය වන මේ අපූරු ආදර කතාව... නමුත්.... ආදර කතාවක් විතරම ද??? සමහර රහස් යටපත් වෙනවා මිසක් අමතක වෙලා යනවා නෙවෙයි.. ඒවා හරියටම නිවැරදි වෙලාව එනකන් බලාගෙන ඉන්නවා එළියට එන්න... ​ඇයවත් නොදන්නා අගේ ජීවිතයේ වැළලුනු රහස්... ඇගේ ජීවිතයේ හැම අස්සක් මුල්ලක්ම පිරික්සමින්, ඇයව තේරුම් ගන්න උත්සාහ කරන ඔහු... ​මේ කතාව ආදරය ගැන විතරක්ම නෙවෙයි...!!!!

A week after the school break started. There is no few years timeskip in the beginning, this story continues right after their final scene (first snow) of avor S1. Euiju in Korea while Woosu still in US during their holiday break. A new character was added, please imagine that the new character will be played by the actor Park Solomon as shown in the cover photo. Fyi he is the male lead of Kim Hyanggi previous drama Revenge Note. I just think he suits the role for another male lead if there is one in season 2 of Absolute Value of Romance. I'm not so good with story expansion especially with the other side characters. So this story will mostly revolve around these 3 main characters only. The story might be a little slow but it's quite interesting. To me, it felt real 😌🙈. Enjoy your reading anyways.

This story of Ishman and Abhiyank blends workplace drama, college rivalry, family dynamics, emotional healing, slow-burn relationships, and personal growth, where every character has something to fight for-and something they need to let go of. Jump in the 6th life of them to watch the drama from the best seat. Disclaimer- This is a work of fanfiction created solely for entertainment and creative purposes. The characters featured in this story are inspired by publicly known personalities; however, the plot, relationships, personalities, events, dialogues, professions, family dynamics, and all other portrayals are entirely fictional and are products of the author's imagination. They are not intended to represent or reflect the real lives, identities, beliefs, relationships, or experiences of any individual. Any resemblance to real-life events or circumstances is purely coincidental. This story is written with respect and admiration for the individuals who inspired the characters and should not be interpreted as factual or biographical in any way. Readers are requested to enjoy this work as fiction and to distinguish clearly between the fictional narrative and reality.

so hello everybody my name is Shu Kurogane I am your typical high schooler and a huge anime lover this is my story how I got reincarnaded in the anime oshi no ko and became one of the rising stars

(COMPLETED) After a grueling world tour, Bad Omens finally get a chance to rest-not in another city of flashing lights, but in the sunlit streets and quiet corners of the Philippines. For Nick Folio, the band's youngest drummer, the idea of slowing down feels almost foreign... until he meets someone who seems to live her life at an entirely different rhythm. Elissa Torino has never chased the spotlight. A writer with a quiet soul and a habit of penning letters she never sends, she prefers her world steady and unhurried. But when fate puts her in the band's path, she finds herself caught in moments she never imagined-conversations with a drummer who speaks more in silences than in words, and feelings she can't quite fit into her journal pages. Between sandy shores, city lights, and the letters Elissa keeps tucked away, a story begins to unfold. A vacation might only last for a season-but some connections have a way of staying long after the music fades.

Surayyah, a writer and the youngest daughter of Hausa businessman Alhaji Sanusi, rejected an arranged marriage chosen by her father. On the night of her engagement, she ran away and was hit by a car. Surayyah wakes up with no memory of her past. The guy who saved her, Dr. Muhammad, took her in and cared for her. With time, she began to trust him... and slowly, she fell in love with him. But there was one thing she didn't know... Dr. Muhammad is the same guy she was meant to marry, the same man she ran away from. And when she finally regains her memories... What will happen? Would she still love him, or hate him for everything?

Dew Jirawat, Dew is a 29-year-old mafia boss born and raised in Bangkok. He is powerful, ruthless, calculating, and feared by almost everyone around him. After growing up as an orphan and witnessing the darker side of life, he built his empire through connections, money, and power. He trusts almost no one and shows little emotion. To Dew, bloodshed is simply part of the world he controls. He has everything-wealth, influence, and loyalty-but has never loved anyone and has never been loved. Love has never had a place in his life. Tee Teeradech, Tee is a 26-year-old writer from Chiang Mai and the secret author behind the famous name "Writer Alpha." His stories are loved by thousands, but nobody knows his true identity. Tee is the complete opposite of Dew-cute, cheerful, extroverted, kind, and warm-hearted. His expressive eyes and playful personality often make him seem as cute as a cat. 🐱 He has many friends and is loved by everyone around him. However, beneath his sweetness is a stubborn and outspoken side. He isn't easily intimidated and always speaks his mind.

'Khamoshi mera dusra naam hai...meri aawaz koi nahi sunta!' 'Phir main woh saaz hoon, jisme sirf aap ki dhun sunai deti hai Aap meri Dhun hai!' She grew up watching love turning into a war. He lost someone, not to death, but by destiny. PRACHI RAJVANSH, she doesn't believe in love and KRISH YADHUVANSHI, he stopped chasing it long ago. Bounded by traumas, scars and the cruel twist of destiny, the two broken souls are about to collide together. What will happen when their fates cross paths? Will it heal them? Will it destroy them? But, among the chapters they never wrote, there lived a girl who never knew her true identity, with her name forgotten, consequently becomes the bridge that connects two souls. What if the bridge never knew where it's began? What if the thread holding the two hearts never knew she was the knot?

A chance encounter that may just throw the pairs life's into shambles. Will they hate each other, or will they get over their differences and find similarities? it would be nice if you would say to find out ps. this is a rewrite of a fanfic i never finished that I cant use easily:(

لم تكن الحقيقة يوما بسهولة ما نراها في عالم تختبئ فيه الأسرار خلف وجوه باردة ، و تتوارى الجرائم خلف أستار من النفوذ و الأكاذيب ، يجد محقق نفسه أمام قضية ليست كغيرها و صحفية لا تعرف كيف تترك الحقيقة وحدها ، تبدأ بتتبع خيط صغير قد يقودها إلى أكبر سر حاول الجميع دفنه هو يبحث عن الجاني... و هي تبحث عن الحقيقة لكن ماذا لو كانت الحقيقة أقرب مما يظنان؟ بين أدلة مخفية ، و أسماء محذوفة ، و أشخاص يرتدون أقنعة أجمل من حقيقتهم... سيكتشفان أن أخطر الأسرار ليست تلك التي نجهلها... بل تلك التي نعرفها ، و نتظاهر بأننا لا نراها فما الذي يختبئ خلف الستار؟ 🎭

This will be a collection of poems and letters. Not really a story I have just created a correspondence between a lonely woman from a historical time period writing to an old friend. Channeling major Emily Dickinson vibes. There will also be some modern angsty stuff as well.

THE FATE WE NEVER EXPECT Where love remains. We found a place that belonged only to us. Prologue + 60 Chapters + Epilogue She never expected one encounter to become a collection of moments she would carry for years. Erinne Han came to Italy with no idea that she would meet Dr. Evan Seo-a surgeon who was supposed to be nothing more than a passing chapter in her life. But some people don't remain strangers for very long. It started simply. A hospital room. A conversation. A familiar face on unfamiliar days. Then came the coffee, the messages, the unexpected trips, the photographs, the quiet conversations, and the countless little moments that somehow became important. Nothing was promised. Nothing was defined. And yet, somehow, they always found their way back to each other. Was it simply familiarity? Was it trust? Was it the kind of connection that happens when two people understand each other without needing to explain? Or was it something else? Something neither of them ever tried to name? There are moments between Erinne and Evan that feel almost like memories before they even become memories. A look held for a second too long. A silence that feels comfortable. A small gesture that means more than it should. Maybe it means nothing. Maybe it means everything. Perhaps some connections don't need a name. Perhaps some people simply become a place you return to. And somewhere between coincidence and choice, between closeness and distance, Erinne and Evan create a world that feels like it belongs only to them.