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New York City, there's no better place to fall in love... or find yourself in a situationship. Lainey Johnston has lived in New York for two years after leaving her Texas roots to start fresh. Nathan Butte is an NHL hockey player who's enjoying his bachelor life. When the two of them meet at a bar post-game, try as they might, they couldn't stop the flame that grew between them. Or the kisses. Or the times they swore it didn't mean anything.

Sora Aika has never needed much. Small apartment, a plant she's kept alive through sheer stubbornness, and exactly the kind of life she can manage on her own. She's not the girl who falls apart. She's just fine - quietly, efficiently, always fine. So when Seishiro Nagi asks her to fake date him, she agrees because the terms are simple. Low maintenance. No strings. Just enough proximity to make the noise stop. Except nothing about Nagi is simple once you're close enough to actually see him. He listens more than he lets on. He sits with her in silences that should feel empty and somehow don't. And then there's Kaiser - confident, magnetic, and more real than his reputation suggests - who turns his full attention on her and means it, forcing her to confront exactly what she's been feeling. Before anything gets resolved, Blue Lock comes calling. Nagi leaves. And what they were to each other gets filed under something without a word for it - which turns out to be the cruelest category of all. She tells herself she's fine. She builds a life anyway. She finds a career path and follows it - not because of him, but because of who she became on that soccer field with a clipboard and somewhere she actually belonged. Then she gets the roster. She sees his name. Low Maintenance is a slow burn about two people who were never good at saying the thing directly, the wound of leaving something undefined, and finding each other again on the other side - not because the universe arranged it, but because she built her way there. Some things are worth the effort. Even for someone who hates trying.

"Things are beautiful when they are just left undefined". What happens when a delicate undefined bond gets bounced in the hands of the society?Will it survive hardships or just break like any other bonds?...... _______________________________ Things turn upside down when Vrindha, an unattractive introvert meets Krishna Rajkumar, the sole heir of Rajkumar Group Of Companies.When things are already difficult between them, hell breaks loose when Vrindha's platonic gets on their way. // This is a work of fiction.Names,characters,business,events and incidents are the products of the author's imagination.Any resemblance to actual persons,living or dead,or actual events are purely coincidental. IF YOU LOOKING FOR SOME MERE TEEN ROMANCE,SORRY GUYS,THIS IS NOT YOUR CUP OF TEA. The story is strictly subjected to copyright.

A story about being trapped. Where? I don't know... About who? I don't know... Who I am? I...don't remember.

Black heritage

'Please don't.' I thought as I cowered against the wall. He slowly stalked over to me with the whip in his hand. The ends tied with glass shards already bloodied with my own. My skin ran with blood all over with piece of the shards stuck in there. I bowed my head in submission to at least try to get him to stop but to say the least, it wasn't going to work, it never did. He's too far gone, and maybe I will too. The Alpha King is someone meant to be loved, feared and respected at the same time. I chose fear or rather was forced too. I'm not seen as his mate nor will I. The picture has already been painted with him alone. His pack will never know of my existence. For him, deniability is key. I'm scorned and treated as gum underneath his shoes. I've been beaten mercilessly by him. His sadistic ways haunts me for days on end. I have not slept in months, years even, I'm just trying to survive his cold wrath every time he comes down the basement. I'm afraid, so very afraid. So afraid that I'm begging the moon goddess to let me die, she wouldn't listen. She turned her back on me after we found each other. What caused him to be like this? If I knew, you think I would be here? I would be free, full of life and have a... a smile. His ways have made me twisted in my own mind. He's my sadist and I'm his masochist. And one of us has to break and I'm pretty damn sure its gonna be me.

I never knew what to call us. We weren't strangers, but we weren't anything people recognize either. And maybe that's why I stayed - because unlabeled things don't come with endings.

Two people met unexpectedly, shared moments, and became everything to each other... yet nothing could define their bond. Not love. Not friendship. Just something real-until fear, silence, and unanswered words changed everything. Some stories don't end... they just remain unnamed.

*this is an album* this isn't exactly a story, rather it's an album of songs I wrote. had no where else to post them so I thought, wattpad!

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