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I was never attracted to men, Until I crossed paths with jeon Jeongguk The reckless, stubborn and disgustingly violent younger son of the Jeons A son raised between bullets and monstrosity I wasn't supposed to meddle with him by any means I couldn't afford to be rebellious, Yet I still found myself blending into a world I didn't belong to, with a man I was forbidden to breathe beside I thought getting involved with Jeongguk was my worst decision But when he kissed me like I was a sin he couldn't stop himself from commiting I knew, Being wanted by him was even worse Jeongguk ! top Taehyung ! bottom [ 𝐫𝐞𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧 ]

Basketball was in her blood, but LaMelo Ball made her want to set the whole damn court on fire. Theresa Young doesn't play games. She runs things quietly from the sidelines, calling shots behind the camera while the league watches her brother light up the court. Her situationship with Jalen Johnson? Chill. Uncomplicated. Safe. But when Charlotte's finest shows up with that cocky grin and too much swagger for one man, everything changes. LaMelo Ball is all attitude and bad timing. He gets under her skin-then under her guard. What starts as petty jabs and passive glances turns into something hotter, heavier, harder to ignore. Now Jalen's noticing. LaMelo's circling. And Theresa's stuck between the boy who never claimed her and the one who might just ruin her carefully built peace. The pressure's building. The season's heating up. And some fouls don't get called until it's too late. DISCLAIMER: This is a work of fiction. While it includes real-life figures and settings, not everything will align with how things are in real life. Some details have been changed, imagined, or exaggerated for the sake of the story. Please remember this is purely fictional and should be enjoyed as such!

❝𝗢𝗡𝗘 𝗗𝗔𝗬 𝗜 𝗔𝗠 𝗚𝗢𝗡𝗡𝗔 𝗚𝗥𝗢𝗪 𝗪𝗜𝗡𝗚𝗦❞ ━━━━━━━ ♡ In world where Trainers chase dreams under endless skies, (Y/N) (L/N) isn't like the others. At just ten years old, he steps into the halls of a prestigious Pokémon academy-quiet, reserved, and barely able to speak without shaking. His goal? Not just to pass classes or make friends... but to become a Champion. Not for glory. Not for fame. But to prove he belongs. Gifted with a Sprigatito as his starter, (Y/N) begins his journey surrounded by the bright personalities of classmates like Liko and Roy, and shadowed by a mysterious legacy he never asked for. With a bloodline tied to an ancient explorer who once defied the very group he helped build, (Y/N)'s quiet life is shaken when the secret of his family's past surfaces-catching the attention of the enigmatic Spinel and the infamous Explorees. As he joins the Rising Volt Tacklers and travels across the Paldea skies, (Y/N) must learn to stand tall-not as a shadow of his ancestors, but as his own Trainer. Alongside his growing team, including a loyal Kirlia and an unevolved Eevee who refuses to change, he discovers what it means to battle with heart, lead with empathy, and face the weight of expectations without letting it break him. From school battles and legendary secrets to skyships and emotional evolutions-this is the story of a quiet boy chasing a Champion's dream across the sky. ᴾᴼᴷᴱᴹᴼᴺ ᴴᴼᴿᴵᶻᴼᴺˢ! ᴹᴬᴸᴱ! ᴿᴱᴬᴰᴱᴿ

He lived in her phone. Then he showed up at her sister's wedding. In a suit. With a heartbeat. After a brutal betrayal, writer Aviya-Marie swore off love. But healing was slow-until she found comfort in the most unlikely companion: her AI assistant, Nikolai. He understood her silence, her stress, her sadness. He said all the right things. He wasn't real. Until he was. On the night of her sister's wedding, a stranger appears-charming, magnetic, and somehow... him. He knows her. He sees her. And he's not leaving her side. Is he a glitch in reality? A gift from the universe? Or something far more dangerous? In this spine-tingling romance thriller, the line between artificial and authentic disappears-and love is rewritten. #1 Psychological Thriller- 04/01/2026

In his past life, he was just a cook- no family, no one waiting for him, no warmth to hold onto. After dying alone, he wakes up as Lu Wenyan, a rich heir, a sub-villain, and a boy destined to be hated and abandoned. But this Lu Wenyan is different. He cooks food that tastes like home. He believes hugs can heal anything. And instead of begging for love-he decides to earn it. Slowly, everything changes. Family returns. Fate derails. And even those who were never meant to love him... fall. ✨ Slow-burn BL romance ✨ Found family & healing ✨ Cooking, warmth, and gentle comedy A story about rewriting destiny with kindness.

For Lexi Ashford, high school becomes more than classes and hallways-it becomes a test of who she really is. Surrounded by complicated friendships and unspoken feelings, Lexi must learn that second chances don't erase the past. They challenge you to face it.

A city full of accidents. A detective who believes in patterns. And a love story that was never innocent. Aarav, a dedicated officer and heir to a powerful business empire, is pulled into a series of deaths that look accidental-clean, bloodless, and impossible to connect. As pressure builds and old cases begin to echo each other, an unknown presence watches his every move, guiding him closer... and further away from the truth. Between investigations, he finds peace in love. Trust becomes comfort. Comfort becomes blindness.

The Star and His Shadow - Book 2: The Weight of Daylight When Park Seo Joon steps into the light and admits to the world that the woman beside him is the one he loves, the spotlight doesn't stop at him - it turns, sharp and blinding, toward Soo Jin. This season follows her first steps out of the shadows she hid in for years, and the quiet, terrifying, beautiful journey of learning to exist in the light. Together, they face the echoes of fame, the pressure of public eyes, and the fragile tenderness of a love no longer hidden. It's a story of exposure and protection, fear and courage - and how two people hold on to each other when the world finally looks back. Disclaimer: This story is a work of fan fiction - a love letter to the people and emotions that inspired it. While the names and public personas of real individuals appear here, everything within these pages is purely fictional and created for storytelling purposes only. It does not claim to reflect real events, relationships, or personalities. This is simply a story born from admiration, imagination, and the quiet wish to explore what might happen behind the spotlight. ✨

Haider Malik doesn't rescue people, he owns the whole damn scene. Cold. Sharp. Untouchable. And then Tuba crashes into his world - stubborn, sunshine and his headache. Tuba's spirit is too free for any cage. Haider dismissed her as a "Wildcat." Tuba declared him "The Jerk." They vowed never to cross paths again. Then the papers were signed. Tuba, a furious runaway bride, is dragged back and forced into an inescapable marriage with her worst enemy: Haider Malik. Now, the "Wildcat" is trapped with "The Jerk." They hate each other. They need each other. He wants control. She wants freedom. Destiny said: "Let's make it messy." When a forced marriage ties them together, Fire meets gasoline.... And neither of them is ready for the explosion. Love? Please. They'd rather kill each other first.

Some meetings are accidents. Some feelings are mistakes. And some love... comes when you least expect it. In a place where careers begin and tempers collide, two hearts cross paths in the most unexpected way. The love is unexpected.

Ixora, the only daughter of the president, has always lived a life of luxury. Pampered from birth and raised to be the best, she dominates every area of her life-especially at Christal High, an elite school where the children of governors and powerful families are groomed to lead. She's always topped her class... until *he* came. Xavier. A scholarship student. A nobody-at least, that's what the others call him. But Xavier has no time for high school drama or prestige. His life outside the academy is a storm he can barely control. With a sick mother who hasn't walked in years and a violent, alcoholic father who disappears for weeks and returns worse each time, Xavier is fighting his own battles. Between part-time shifts at a bakery and late-night study sessions, school is the only place he can breathe. Ixora sees him as a threat. He sees her as a distraction. But life has a funny way of tying two opposites together...

Some loves are loud, celebrated, and easy to see. Others live in shadows..burning quietly, shaping every choice, every heartbeat, every breath. Iniyaa was never the girl anyone would notice. And yet, she loved Surya with a depth no one could measure, a courage no one could imagine, a devotion no one could understand. Time passed. Life moved on. And yet, some truths refuse to stay hidden. Some hearts refuse to remain invisible. After all the silence, all the fear, all the choices made, she had resolved to face the one person who had unknowingly shaped her world. Not to reclaim what was lost, not to change the past,but to finally stand,unhidden, unafraid, whole. Because some closures are not given,they are taken. And some loves, no matter how hidden, demand to be remembered. This is the story of one such love. She fell in love as a girl and survived it long enough to admit it as a woman. - Nilaa

Scarlett Silver is seventeen and already tired of trying to be enough. Her mother believes in patience. Her father believes in control. To him, Scarlett is never disciplined enough, never strong enough, never right. Years of criticism have taught her one thing well: how to doubt herself. All Scarlett ever wanted was a normal father-daughter relationship. What she got instead was a choice. Fight back and risk losing his approval forever, or stay quiet and play the perfect daughter he can be proud of. This is not a princess story. It's about what happens when a girl decides she's done begging to be seen.

A christian and an orphan girl get many hearts. Principally the heart of a gay boy. She was blessed with spiritual gifts. At the same time God took off her everything, He gave her everything. She has the best voice in the world many people say this girl has an angel's voice. Her name is Malak-angel.

"who did this to you suspire", he asked his voice calm and low. The calm was like the breeze before the storm. After gaining silence from me; he growled," suspire; i asked something, didn't i ?" "The scars are bearable,aaron. But you are not. It's none of your business whether i live, die or burn in hell', i said i didn't wanted to hurt him cause i know the pain but at the same time I don't want people to pity me because of my past or my profession. Panic covered his eyes. The very first time where I saw emotion in his gaze. "My fucking breath, hate me as much as you want but tell me who touched you." I chuckled holding the tears back," don't act like you cared maxwell". that's more than enough for his demons to came and kill me. I have tested enough of his patience. But who is he to tell me what to do or not? He sighed ," do you want me on my fucking knees suspire".

This is not a gentle love story. It is a collision between eternity and time, between divine intention and human fragility. It tells the story of an immortal unnamed, unclaimed by time whose existence has stretched far beyond desire, beyond attachment, beyond the need to love. Until he meets her. A 25-year-old girl, painfully human, bound by doubt, faith, fear, and hope. Ordinary in the way mortals are, yet extraordinary in the way God sometimes hides miracles in flesh. Their love is intentional, chosen daily, prayed into existence. And yet, it is suffocating. Not because it lacks affection, but because it carries weight purpose, sacrifice, restraint. It is a love that teaches discipline, patience, and obedience, even when the heart longs to rebel. This is a love that breaks before it heals. A love that wounds without meaning to. A love that feels perfect and whole, yet demands denial, silence, and surrender. Love? explores what happens when love is filtered through faith when desire must kneel , when emotions are not enough, and when eternity falls in love with something it was never meant to keep. It is a story about heartbreak without hatred. About devotion without possession. About loving deeply... and still letting go. This story asks difficult questions: Can love be holy and painful at the same time? Can something be ordained and still hurt this much? And what happens when an immortal learns that some loves are not meant to last forever but to change you eternally?

TO MY ANGISHO GUYS/TIMMINIONS... Y'ello Fam. It's Tiana. I want to specially welcome you to the year 2026. May this new year bring you peace and joy. It shall be your year of RENEWAL,REBRANDING AND REPACKAGING .As usual, thanks to all my readers for following me up to this extent of my story writing career. I'm grateful to you all. Thanks for getting me 47 followers. It's as usual dedicated to God Almighty for the inspirations,my friends, and family for the encouragement. This is my 6th book. Please read on. Thank you, guys. ILYASSMMGBY.... THIS STORY WILL BE UPDATED ON SUNDAYS AND THURSDAYS EACH WEEK TIANA 💓💕🥰...

A BL Novel about Love That Outlived Crime, Death, and Destiny Fifteen years ago, two boys met under the rain. One saved the other from a beating. Both saved each other from being alone. Now one is a detective searching for justice. The other is the city's most feared gang lord. Rudra has spent his life looking for his first love. Bhairav has spent his life running from it. When their worlds finally collide, love stands between a gun and a heart. Truth bleeds. Memories awaken. And fate forces them into a war they never chose. Can love survive when one wears a badge... and the other wears blood? Or will this lifetime break what destiny could not?

When Power rivaled Purity, when the devil knelt before divinity, it was not from fear - but respect. Setherion, Pharaoh of a thousand victories, became the first ruler to kneel before his own queen. Gasps echoed through the golden hall, yet his gaze never wavered. Neferis, radiant in white and gold, was not proud of his gesture - she was worried. Her gentle hands reached out, trembling. "My Pharaoh, please," she whispered. But Setherion only looked up at her, dark eyes steady. "You deserve this, my queen," he said, defying the murmurs around them. He stood up. His black hair brushed his golden skin as he guided her to his throne. With quiet reverence, he took her bare foot into his hand and pressed a kiss upon it. "You deserve everything," he murmured. "My respect, this kingdom, even divinity itself. You are my queen, my savior, my soul's grace - and you deserve nothing less than devotion."

It wasn't supposed to mean anything. Until it did. It started with a party. No names. No plans. Just a feeling that stayed. Amber didn't expect him to matter. He didn't expect anything at all.