Cozy Stories

After 10,000 years perfecting a single pill, Bai Fanxian emerges from seclusion to find the world has moved on without her. Cultivation is now rare and weak, True Alchemy have faded into legend, and the modern world has no idea what masters of the past could achieve. Armed with ancient mastery and unmatched power, she'll remind everyone why "Alchemy Empress" was once the most revered title in the cultivation world. ---------------------------------------------------------------- You can read 30+ more chapters on Patreon! Rate/Review if you're enjoying the story Patreon: patreon.com/LittleKnight (Link also in my profile)

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ရွာက သူကြီးသမီး အမွှေစိန်လေးနဲ့ မြို့ကလာတဲ့ ဆရာဝန်လေး။ တောရွာပေါ့ပေါ့ပါးပါးficလေး။

#highschool #softlove #firstbook #🫶🏻💘

Theo did not wake up in another world to become an adventurer - and certainly not to become an alchemist! He only wanted fresh herbs for cooking meat pies before he ended up in another world. After fleeing through a dark forest and finding shelter in an abandoned house, Theo discovers that the place once belonged to an alchemist. With no idea where he is or how to return home, Theo does the only thing that makes sense to him. He cleans. He repairs. He cooks. He makes friends. And, slowly, he begins to understand what the former owner of the house was doing here. The Quiet Alchemist is a slow, atmospheric isekai about small routines, careful discovery, and the strange comfort of creating a new home. What to expect: - A slow, cozy isekai focused on daily life and small discoveries - A protagonist who follows his nose and solves problems through observation, routine, and practical thinking - Subtle mystery in the background rather than constant danger - Consequences that matter - No chosen one. No power fantasy. No rush

Some memories don't come back to you, they ambush you. He hadn't thought about Esha in years. Then one careless afternoon, a childhood crash, a borrowed water bottle, a flower with its pistil pulled out, and suddenly the memories wouldn't stop flowing. Until he walked straight into her on a busy pavement a decade later, as old wounds and the old questions came spilling out. What about this hot summer's day has Omar so reminiscent? Is this a tale of unrequited love? Or is it something he can't quite name. Read more to find out! This is a love story you wouldn't expect.

This was originally going to be a story with some sort of plot line, but I scrapped it and I just added this thing that came to my mind... enjoy! Edit: I've decided to just add more imagines/one shots now so yeah 🤷‍♀️ (Idk what to say)

In a world of curses and chaos, she just wanted to say thank you. Instead, she found everything. Jujutsu High wasn't supposed to be Hiyori's path. She was a normal girl with a strange ability-weather that changed with her heart-until a curse attacked and a boy named Geto Suguru pulled her from the rain. Now she's a first-year sorcerer with no idea what she's doing, a technique that responds to her emotions, and a crush on a second-year that she absolutely cannot act on. Between training, surviving Gojo's relentless teasing, and trying not to accidentally flood the school when Geto smiles at her, Hiyori is learning that being a sorcerer isn't just about fighting curses. It's about finding people who carry the weight with you. A soft, cozy, healing romance for anyone who believes that the best love stories are built in quiet moments-over vending machine drinks, late-night walks, and hands held when the world gets too heavy.

Rin is a curse who just wanted to help people. Gojo Satoru is the strongest sorcerer alive, sent to erase her. Instead, he brought her home. Now she's stealing his techniques, accidentally healing everyone she touches, and somehow becoming the heart of a broken family that includes his resurrected best friend and a healer who forgot how to feel. The Gojo clan wants her erased or claimed. But when an ancient enemy wearing a familiar face resurfaces, Rin's power to heal might be the only thing standing between them and losing everything-again. Found family. Soul-deep healing. And the most chaotic love story in jujutsu history.

━"ᴇʀᴇs ᴍɪ sᴏʟ, sᴀʙᴇs? ᴛᴇ ᴀᴍᴏ, ɴᴜɴᴄᴀ ᴛᴇ ᴄᴀᴍʙɪᴀʀɪᴀ ᴘᴏʀ ɴᴀᴅᴀ ɴɪ ᴘᴏʀ ɴᴀᴅɪᴇ" ᴍᴜᴄʜᴀ ɢᴇɴᴛᴇ ᴅɪᴄᴇ ǫᴜᴇ ᴇʟ sᴏʟ ʏ ʟᴀ ʟᴜɴᴀ sᴏɴ ᴘᴏʟᴏs ᴏᴘᴜᴇsᴛᴏs, ᴍɪᴇɴᴛʀᴀs ᴍᴜᴄʜᴀs ᴏᴛʀᴀs ᴅɪᴄᴇɴ ǫᴜᴇ sᴇ ᴄᴏᴍᴘʟᴇᴍᴇɴᴛᴀɴ ʜᴀᴄᴇ ᴍᴜᴄʜᴏ ᴛɪᴇᴍᴘᴏ, ᴇʟ sᴏʟ ʏ ʟᴀ ʟᴜɴᴀ sᴇ ᴀᴍᴀʙᴀɴ ᴛᴀɴᴛᴏ ǫᴜᴇ ɴᴏ ᴘᴏᴅʀíᴀɴ ᴇsᴛᴀʀ ʟᴇᴊᴏs ᴜɴᴏ ᴅᴇʟ ᴏᴛʀᴏ, ʜᴀsᴛᴀ ǫᴜᴇ sᴇ ᴄʀᴇᴏ ʟᴀ ᴛɪᴇʀʀᴀ ʏ sᴇ ʀᴏʙᴏ ʟᴀ ᴀᴛᴇɴᴄɪóɴ ᴅᴇ ʟᴀ ʟᴜɴᴀ. ⚠︎ ʜɪsᴛᴏʀɪᴀ ᴄᴏᴍᴘʟᴇᴛᴀᴍᴇɴᴛᴇ ᴇsᴄʀɪᴛᴀ ᴘᴏʀ ᴍɪ ⚠︎ ⚠︎ ᴘᴏʀᴛᴀᴅᴀ ʏ ᴀʟɢúɴ ᴏᴛʀᴏ ᴛɪᴘᴏ ᴅᴇ ᴍᴜʟᴛɪᴍᴇᴅɪᴀ, ᴀsí ᴄᴏᴍᴏ sᴇᴘᴀʀᴀᴅᴏʀᴇs ᴏ ᴅɪʙᴜᴊᴏs ᴇsᴛáɴ ʜᴇᴄʜᴏs ᴘᴏʀ ᴍɪ. ⚠︎ ⚠︎ ᴘᴜᴇᴅᴇ ǫᴜᴇ ᴀʟɢᴜɴᴀs ғᴏᴛᴏs ᴏ ᴠɪᴅᴇᴏs ᴇsᴛᴀs sᴜᴊᴇᴛᴀᴅᴀs ᴀ ᴅᴇʀᴇᴄʜᴏs ᴅᴇ ᴀᴜᴛᴏʀ ⚠︎ ⓘ ᴀᴄᴇᴘᴛᴏ ᴀᴅᴀᴘᴛᴀᴄɪᴏɴᴇs, ᴘɪᴅᴀɴ ᴘᴇʀᴍɪsᴏ ᴘʀɪᴍᴇʀᴏ.

Ready for some ugly crying? Well, be emotionally ready with this one. Fashion photographer and photo studio owner, Pepsi Picardi, settled in a small mountainous city with her boyfriend. Everything was simple and perfect for the young couple in their small cabin that they were planning to get married when he comes home from his work travel but tragedy strikes when he lost his life from a terrible accident. About two months of trying to move on from the loss, her friends advised her to stay at an inn for a while. At first, she enjoyed it until Roy Arias, a travel blogger having a vacation in town, comes into her life. To her shock, he looks a lot like her lost love that she could not help but developed feelings for him even though he is not the same man she was engaged to.

Clara had always been curious, and itched for adventure, but when her sixth year at Hogwarts causes her to stumble across mystery after mystery, she soon learns that certain things are better left buried. Set almost two decades after the Battle of Hogwarts, and with the wizarding community still fearful that their dark days may not be over, shadows of censorship fall over the students. A brave student steps up to uncover the truth, but will she survive long enough to reveal it? Because this time, there is no chosen one, no prophecy and the outcome is unforeseeable. Join Clara Flint in this romantasy fanfic that encapsulates the warm and nostalgic elements of the Harry Potter series that myself and others love so much. Enjoy! (First Person POV)

After Eleven makes her way to iceland, she has to start over. She meets new people, new friends. She even has a job that she surprisingly loves. Years go by and the memories of her teenager years still haunt her. One day, on a trip to the city, she finds a book, made by Mike. This leads her to send out a post card. A postcard, of three waterfalls.

Bai adored the spotlight. Night after night of awed gasps and amazed cheers as he flew through the air with his acrobatics troupe and their exceedingly well practiced routine. On stage, he was a ghost, a phantom for the hero to defeat. With his flowing white hair, the shrill cry of his flute, and the fluttering of his ornate costume aided by his own wind magic, he made quite the spectacle. Off stage, life had been unchanged for as long as he could remember. With poor vision that left him unfit for many kinds of labor, he'd been sold to the traveling circus at a young age by his poor family. Everything for his use was always in the same spot, everything always the same bright colors. Life off stage, outside of practice, consisted of such exciting tasks as using his wind magic to keep the flies out of the mess tent, and helping the never ending quantities of laundry to dry. Indentured to the show, raised by the stage, he'd never known anything else. He'd never considered anything else. But one fateful night when a wealthy foreign noble has all the other performers anxious to perform their best, Bai learns he's still able to be bought and sold. Whether he wants it or not, heir to the throne of Gelsan, Prince Kamau, is going to thrust Bai onto an entirely different stage... This story can also be found on Royal Road 👋

Where the aroma of coffee meets soft melodies, hearts begin to speak... ☕🎵 Dhruveer X Sihel 💚❤️

Carliet didn't ask for a second life to be a hero; she just wanted a nap and a world where she could finally breathe. Stuck in the bustling kingdom of Viremont, her only mission is to fix her run-down bakery, pay the bills, and be left alone in her own little aesthetic bubble. But in a world this loud, keeping your peace is the ultimate act of rebellion. Follow Carliet's rise-how she masters a world she never asked for, protects her peace with fierce grit, and proves that a maker's soul is the ultimate survival guide.

Reagan Belrose has a problem, and it isn't midterms, like everyone else's. For months, she's been dreaming about the same man. Vividly. In her dreams, he knows her. Teases her. Calls her wife with an ease that feels less fictional and more... remembered. She tells herself it's harmless, just an overactive imagination stitched together from late nights and romantic novels. Until she walks straight into him on campus. That same face. ....those same eyes and an infuriatingly steady presence. Except this version doesn't look at her like he knows her or soften at the edges when she speaks. If anything, he looks mildly annoyed she exists. The resemblance ends at appearance. His charm is replaced with cool detachment. His warmth with cutting restraint. And whatever dream-version tenderness she'd grown embarrassingly used to? Completely absent. They take an instant dislike to each other. Or at least, that's what they insist on... But then they keep running into each other, and every encounter sharpens the tension.... irritation laced with something dangerously familiar. Because the more she watches him, the more certain she becomes of one thing: He moves like the man in her dreams. And sometimes, just sometimes... he looks at her like he's trying not to recognise something too. Is it a coincidence? Psychological projection? Or a trick of an exhausted mind? Only one way to find out....

A heartwarming story of an annoying detective vampire that owns multiple establishments and a freshly graduated magician that served ten months in the dungeon because he created a potion that turns vampires into frogs. One really needs an assistant and the other money. EVERY CHAPTER CAN BE READ ALONE. Basically one shots I write about these two characters I created and love, I only have one edited and available now but if you like fantasy, detectives, bromance, gromance, unresolved sexual tension and cozy adventures, please do read this and add it to your library.

You don't expect much excitement in your quiet garden until the day a dragon suddenly appears among the flowers. When Eliza Whitaker inherits her great-aunt's cottage, she expects a fresh start, a little quiet, and maybe a lot of weeds. What she doesn't expect is a garden locals whisper about, flowers that never seem to fade... or the warm pulse beneath the soil that changes everything. As Eliza settles into her new life, she discovers that the garden responds not to ownership or attention-but to care. And when its long-sleeping magic wakes, it leaves her with an impossible responsibility: a baby dragon who should not exist, and a secret that does not want to be seen. With a charmingly infuriating journalist circling for a story and a garden that seems determined to test her boundaries, Eliza must decide what's worth protecting-and what it means to stay. A cozy fantasy romance about quiet magic, chosen care, and how I accidentally became a dragon keeper. ONC 2026 Entry

Usually, after-work suggestions from coworkers mean drinks and karaoke, both of which Opal normally declines in favor of a good nap. Finding herself in a creaky house surrounded by candles and spiderwebs? That should have been her first red flag. The ghost of the house realizes someone can finally see her and suddenly promises are being made to help a sister move on. The sister? A cop with her own vendetta. Opal is dragged into a cold case for a ghost she'd rather not be able to see because apparently, normal life was too much to ask for. Between late nights, dark corners, and dusty old documents Opal finds herself talking to the dead whether she likes it or not. Either they'll find the answers, or they'll be adding to the ghostly population.