Mutual Stories

Nearly three years have past since her teammates left the village. With the Akatsuki making their move on the Jinchuuriki, it's time to put everything she's learned to use, to protect one of her best friends. However, she still has to work undercover in Danzo's organization, to rid their village of the darkness he sinks into their walls-for Itachi and Sasuke, and for the generations after them. Peace is the destination, but how dirty will Hinata have to be to get there... and to keep it? [Sasuhina main couple] [One-sided Itahina, Shikahina] [Weekly Updates-Friday nights] [Week break between arcs] [Part 4/5]

Jeongin ve onun pek de gizli olmayan duyguları...

"I will utilize the Uchiha Group's legal team, have our forensic auditors look into your crisis first thing tomorrow morning, and I will handle this for you. Consider it an extension of our contract." For twenty-eight-year-old Dr. Sakura Haruno-the brilliant, fiercely independent chief of neurosurgery-the question "When are you getting married?" is a recurring nightmare. But when a humiliating encounter with her past forces her into a corner, survival instinct takes over. Before she can stop herself, she bluffs her way into a fake engagement, claiming that Tokyo's most untouchable, hyper-capitalist billionaire is her devoted fiancé. Enter Sasuke Uchiha. A ruthless corporate prodigy who normally treats human interaction like a hostile takeover, Sasuke agrees to play along-but it comes with a strict invoice, a standard ten percent late fee, and an unyielding list of terms. Yet, the moment their worlds collide, the cold corporate boundaries begin to blur. Behind the sharp suits and calculated business metrics, Sasuke's ironclad control completely unravels under the force of Sakura's fierce, bright spirit. Suddenly, the billionaire who commands international mergers is meticulously rescheduling global board meetings just to ensure a certain stubborn surgeon eats her dinner while it's warm. He has the wealth, the power, and the brilliant mind. But as he secretly logs her rare, genuine smiles into a leather-bound journal and stays up late consulting dating manuals just to learn how to court her properly, it becomes glaringly obvious that Tokyo's most eligible bachelor is completely, hilariously ineligible when it comes to love. Too bad for Sakura, he has already decided she is the only asset he refuses to lose. [ A Modern SasuSaku Fanfiction • Slow Burn • Fake Dating • He Falls First ]

Freen and Becky have been best friends for as long as they can remember. They grew up next door to each other, went to school together, shared almost everything, and became so close that neither of them could imagine life without the other. To Freen, Becky is simply her best friend. The person who always saves her a seat, worries when she gets home late, steals food from her plate, argues with her over stupid things, and somehow always knows when something is wrong. And to Becky? Well... Freen is Freen. Everything between them has always been normal. At least, that's what they thought. Until Heng comes along. When Freen starts spending more time with him, Becky suddenly isn't acting like herself. She's annoyed when his name comes up, finds something wrong with practically everything he does, and seems determined to remind Freen that she doesn't trust him. Becky calls it being protective. Freen isn't so sure. Because best friends are supposed to want each other to be happy... right? So why does Becky look at her differently whenever Heng is around? Why does every conversation about him turn into an argument? And why does the thought of Freen falling in love with someone else seem to bother Becky more than she's willing to admit? Maybe some feelings don't appear overnight. Maybe they've been there all along. Hidden underneath years of friendship, inside jokes, stupid arguments, late-night conversations, and all those little things neither of them ever thought meant anything. Sometimes the hardest person to fall in love with... is the person you've spent your whole life calling your best friend.

Tropes: Strangers to Friends to Lovers Slow Burn Romance He Falls First, She Falls Harder Mutual Respect Before Romance Emotional Healing Through Love I hope this tells something about the story With Love Author Moon 🤍

M.U. : Mabilis na Update (minsan) : Mabagal na Update (lagi)

unexpected h toh discription ka ky kroge? nvm short book h pyara h ishq hoga jo socha bi na hoga humari aarvi ne!

"𝘐 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘐𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘴 𝘮𝘶𝘵𝘶𝘢𝘭 𝘉𝘦𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘐 𝘨𝘰 𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘵𝘰𝘰 𝘪𝘯𝘷𝘰𝘭𝘷𝘦𝘥 " _______________ ✰ ✰ ✰ Tommy x reader !𝐍𝐎 𝐒𝐌𝐔𝐓! just some Tommyinnit wholesomeness ! 𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘭𝘶𝘥𝘦𝘴 : 𝘴𝘸𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨

"But I love you," Kara says, as if the statement doesn't knock the air right out of her lungs, leaving her hanging on just a thread of her sanity. Something awful wraps itself around her throat, squeezing. "I love you, Lena, I-" And this last sentence, this last string of honesty between them; it's what really breaks her. Because Kara has no right to do this, no right to- "Stop it!" Lena cries, and she knows she needs to get this out, knows that she can't stop once she says it, "You think this will fix anything?" She points an accusing finger, a fire burning, burning, burning across her chest; shrivelling whatever sense of direction she has left. She has nowhere to go now, nowhere to hide. And, for the first time in her life, she doesn't know what to do. It's this helplessness, this ability to do nothing, that scares her the most. "I was the one in love with you! I was the one who trusted you with anything! I gave you everything, every single part of me, and you broke it all with a lie!" or, a rewrite of season 5. cue some mutual pining, dramatic gays, and a whole bucketload of angst to get you through the day. (Disclaimer: I don't own Supergirl, or any of the characters. This is made purely for entertainment.)

A toxic, codependent love story told across three volumes and nearly two decades, Spiteful Waltz Sonata explores the twisted emotional dance between Saafia Bin and Rinon Xiu. Two flawed, intelligent, and cruelly human souls who only feel alive in each other's presence. Their story is not about redemption. It's about the poison they choose to drink, again and again.

Rule number one: never trust Charlotte. Rule number two: don't compromise with her. Ever. Rule number three: avoid trouble at all costs. The concept is simple... but the closer you get, the harder it becomes; at least, for me it did. [Warning: contains strong language unsuitable for minors]

(SHORT STORY!!) Winter in Japan came with its downs. Trapped in a snowstorm with Bakugou Katsuki, you discover that silence can be louder than words. Shared warmth, a stolen kiss, and quiet moments turn a forced isolation into something neither of you expected. But when the world returns, will what you've built survive the noise - or was it only ever meant for the storm?

College was supposed to be about classes, late-night noodles, and figuring out life. It wasn't supposed to be about her. But between group projects, library study sessions, and 2am dorm talks, I found myself falling. I Have Fallen Deeply In Love With Her is a story about two girls navigating campus life, friendship that turns into more, and the terrifying, wonderful moment you realize your heart already chose her. Now I have to choose ;stay friends ,or risk everything. NOTE: This is a 12-chapter complete story. Just keep scrolling! Chapters: 1. The First Glance 2. ... 12. The Confession 🥺🙏🌹

Litteraly just a couple Yule ball one-shots.

"Marry me." Gojou hoarsely whispers, pleading with him. Suguru's eyes widen as he's overcome with shock and confusion. Suguru had been expecting a lot of things for Gojou to say but he had never thought that a marriage proposal would be it. In the back of his mind, he idly wonders if this is some sort of sick game that Gojou is playing. Since everything is falling to pieces, maybe Gojou just has to have one final laugh. Suguru had always thought that he was subtle about his affections towards Gojou but perhaps Gojou had known all along. Suguru opens his mouth to say no. He doesn't see the point in marrying Gojou. He wants to lash out and tell Gojou that he's already lost and his only available path is a twisted and dark road full of pain and regret. He means to refuse the offer and to tell Gojou to leave and never try to find him but those words die on his tongue when he sees the absolute desperation and panic in Gojou's eyes. "Okay." He whispers.

Jungkook had a problem. Actually, he had several. The quarterly reports were late. His vice president of finance had developed the deeply irritating habit of saying synergy during meetings. His younger brother had somehow convinced the entire legal department that their new office coffee machine was haunted. And, most importantly, Kim Taehyung had been sitting three meters away from him for the past two hours wearing a cream-colored sweater, smelling faintly of vanilla and cedar, and completely unaware that Jungkook was one prolonged exposure away from forgetting how to function. The last one was not a new problem. It had simply gotten worse. Much worse.