Ficool

firstlove

The Price of an Heir

Suho has always lived between two worlds. One shaped by legacy, pride, and expectations he never chose, and another shaped by a heart that feels too deeply for the life he is meant to lead. He is cold, silent, charming, and smart when it comes to business. But he is gentle by nature, emotionally deep, and quietly devoted when it comes to his love. But love was never allowed to be part of his carefully arranged world. It was always meant to be negotiated, controlled, and contained. At this point in his life, Yerin is his everything. His first love, his only love. He is willing to go to any length to keep her, even when his family repeatedly refuses to accept her. Torn between a heart that refuses to let go and a lineage that demands an heir to carry the Kim legacy, Suho takes a decisive step, trying to hold on to Yerin without disappointing the family that expects obedience and continuity from him. Then Hauen enters his life. Not through affection, but through a contract. Chosen not as a partner, but as a solution, Hauen becomes his wife in a marriage built for convenience. An agreement meant to secure an heir and protect the Kim family’s legacy. In return, Hauen enters this marriage to save her father’s bankrupt business. She is warm and gentle, yet guarded. Strong in quiet ways, carrying her own unspoken burdens. To the world, their marriage looks flawless. Polite smiles, perfect appearances, a union without cracks. To them, it is nothing more than a carefully written business contract, set to end after eighteen months. But life has little patience for plans built without truth. In the midst of calculated decisions and emotional restraint, fate pushes Suho into the lowest point of his life, breaking him in ways he never expected. Stripped of control, certainty, and pride, he is forced to confront the parts of himself he has never imagined. At his most fragile moment, the question is no longer about legacy or contracts. It's about Who will stay when everything collapses? Who will stand beside him when life is hard for him? And when life offers both unbearable loss and unexpected grace, will Suho have the courage to accept them? This is a story of love that begins as an obligation, fractures under destiny's test, and slowly transforms into something honest, real, and beautiful.
Rhea_Fictions · 71.2k Views

Almost Home

Almost Home is a tender, slow-burning story about youth, loss, and the fragile places we belong to before the world asks us to leave them behind. Set against a neighborhood on the brink of disappearance, the novel follows three young people whose lives quietly intertwine as they navigate school corridors, family pressures, unspoken dreams, and the weight of becoming someone before they’re ready. Ha-Yoon carries the noise of responsibility too early, learning how to be strong long before she learns how to rest. Seon-Woo moves through life with careful silence, shaped by hardship and a loyalty that often costs him more than it gives. Hae-Min runs toward the future with talent and momentum, unaware that some distances can’t be outrun. Their bond forms not through grand declarations, but in ordinary moments: late-night walks, shared meals, rain-soaked laughter, and the quiet understanding that comes from surviving the same place together. As time moves forward, choices fracture paths, circumstances test loyalty, and the meaning of “home” begins to change. Love appears in unexpected forms, sometimes too late, sometimes too soon, sometimes quietly, without permission. Years later, when the past resurfaces in unfamiliar ways, the characters are forced to confront what they’ve lost, what they’ve become, and whether some connections ever truly fade. Almost Home is a reflective, emotionally grounded novel about growing up, growing apart, and the lingering pull of the people and places that once held us together, even after we think we’ve moved on.
Moonstone_novels17 · 67.4k Views

Love in the Shadows _Unwavering Love

Some stories don’t end with love. Some hearts never heal. And some people love so deeply, it becomes fatal. Ayla Wilson loved Silas Williams for twelve years. For twelve years, he never looked back. She never asked to be chosen, only to stay close. Her love was quiet, invisible, and consuming. She learned how to exist in his shadow without touching his life, how to survive on distance without hope. Until the night she ran. A wedding gown soaked in rain. A locked door. A father who sold her future without remorse. With nowhere left to go, Ayla chose the one place she never should have, Silas. But the man she returned to was no longer a distant memory. He was controlled, restrained, devastatingly silent. He let her stay. He protected her. He never promised love. A marriage formed without desire. A home built on unspoken care. A devotion that grew deeper in silence, until one loss shattered everything. And Ayla learned that "loving someone who cannot say it back can destroy you just as completely as being abandoned." Silas Williams was never cruel. That was his greatest mistake. He didn’t raise his voice. He didn’t abandon her. He didn’t betray her love. He simply believed that staying was enough. Silas protected Ayla in the only ways he knew quietly, responsibly, without asking for anything in return. He gave her shelter, stability, and a place beside him. He believed love was something proven through actions, not words. He never realized that silence can wound deeper than rejection. He never understood that for someone like Ayla, love needed to be seen, spoken, and held before it was too late. And when everything finally broke, Silas learned the cruelest truth of all: "You can do nothing wrong and still lose everything." Redemption did not come with grand gestures. It came with regret. With absence. With learning how to love someone who no longer belonged to him. Cause some realizations arrive only after love is gone. And some men spend the rest of their lives chasing the damage they never meant to cause.
yashii_love · 45.7k Views

Secretary of the Empress

Fame. Money. Love. All of this, Joe had for eighteen years, of his life. Until a tragic accident happened before the peak of his football career. Which destroyed it in only a few seconds. When everyone loved him, they left him alone, broken in a hospital bed. Before he could come back, he lost the last members of his family. Then his former club comes with allegations, of a broken contract from his fault, and he lost all the earned money. He was left, with nothing. For eight years, he lived from day to day studying, working, having rehabilitation for his injured knee. As they say, what one time is taken, is given back. As he accidentally becomes secretary of Megan Clark by everyone called Empress. His life changed drastically after it. He found love in his boss, who first say these words to him. ‘Secretary of the Empress’ is a story about love, which slowly grows in the main characters. Because of many things which they will meet in their journey of revenge and protecting each other. -------------------- While now great view on sky and city below show up, boss turned to me, and when she looked at my eyes, she said: “Joe, I have something to tell you.” “Yes, boss,” I said while looking at her eyes, and when she walked closer to me, we looked at each other eyes. She said, “I like you.” While hearing her words, I had no answer for this, and while I looked at her, I asked, “excuse me?” “I love you, I want you to be my boyfriend,” she said, and while I looked at her, I couldn’t believe that this has happened, and while my mind still processed her words, she looked at me, and then she said, “so what is your answer?” ------------------------- Daily upload at 8:30 and 18:00(server time) The cover is not mine.
poziomowiec · 551.8k Views

Falling Into Dreams

The morning sun filtered softly through Elena’s curtains, casting warm streaks across her room. For the first time in days, she felt a small sense of clarity. The ache in her chest hadn’t disappeared, but the emptiness had softened, replaced by a quiet determination. She picked up her phone, staring at Adrian’s number. Her fingers hesitated, hovering over the screen. Should I call? Should I wait? Meanwhile, Adrian paced his apartment, restless. He hadn’t slept well—the weight of their distance pressing heavily on him. Finally, he stopped, took a deep breath, and sent a simple message: Elena… can we meet? I need to see you. The message appeared on Elena’s screen, and her heart skipped a beat. Without hesitation, she typed back: Yes. Where? Within an hour, they arranged to meet at the little café where their connection had first deepened weeks ago. Elena arrived first, her sketchbook tucked under her arm, her fingers trembling slightly. She tried to steady her breathing, reminding herself that this meeting could either heal the cracks—or deepen them. A few minutes later, Adrian arrived, his eyes searching the room. Relief washed over his face when he saw her. “Elena,” he breathed, as if saying her name aloud could erase the distance of the past days. “Adrian,” she replied softly, a faint smile forming. They sat together, letting silence stretch comfortably between them. Then Adrian spoke, his voice calm but earnest. “I’m sorry… for the missed calls, the delays, everything. I didn’t realize how much it was hurting you. I shouldn’t have let work come between us.” Elena met his gaze, seeing the sincerity in his eyes. “I was angry… and scared. I didn’t want to lose you. But I couldn’t keep waiting in uncertainty either.” He reached across the table, taking her hand gently. “I know. And I don’t want you to feel that way again. I’ll make it right. I promise.” For the first time in days, Elena felt the tension between them ease. A flicker of hope ignited—fragile, yet unmistakable. “And maybe,” she said, squeezing his hand, “we can start over. Slowly. Step by step.” Adrian smiled, the kind that reached his eyes and warmed her from the inside out. “Step by step,” he echoed. Outside, the café bustled quietly with life. Inside, in that small corner, two hearts found their rhythm again. The cracks hadn’t vanished completely, but for the first time, they both felt certain: love was worth the fight. After leaving the café, they walked slowly through the town square. The air was crisp, carrying the faint scent of autumn leaves and distant flowers. For a while, neither spoke, content to let the quiet fill the space between them. “I’ve missed this,” Adrian said softly, glancing at her. “Just walking with you. No deadlines, no distractions. Just… us.” Elena looked down, warmth spreading through her chest. “Me too. It feels like we’ve been holding our breath for days—waiting to exhale together.” They stopped near a fountain, the water glistening under the streetlamps. Adrian gently took her hand and pulled her closer. “I don’t want to lose another day of us, Elena,” he whispered. She rested her head against his shoulder, feeling the steady rhythm of his heartbeat. “Then let’s promise to be patient,” she said. “For us. Step by step.” “Step by step,” he repeated, brushing a loose strand of hair from her face before placing a soft, lingering kiss on her forehead. They stayed there for a while, talking quietly about small things—future plans, silly jokes, sketches, and city dreams. Each word, each touch, slowly mended the fragile cracks that had formed in the past weeks. As the night grew deeper, Elena realized something: love wasn’t about perfection. It was about choosing each other, even when life was messy, unpredictable, or far from ideal. And in that moment, walking hand in hand with Adrian under the starlit sky, she felt a renewed sense of hope. The flicker had grown into a gentle flame. The town grew quiet as they walked along the cobblestone s
Nion_Blade · 4k Views

Fated To Not Just One, But Three

I let out a bitter laugh. “It’s ironic, isn’t it? You spent years making my life a living hell, and now you look at me like I’m the very air you breathe.” Lennox’s face fell. “Olivia, it wasn’t supposed to be like this—” I cut him off, my eyes blazing with anger. “Oh, but it was. You wanted me broken. You wanted me to suffer. And I did.” I paused, my voice trembling. “But not anymore.” Louis, who had been silent, spoke softly. “Olivia, we—” I shook my head and took a step back, putting distance between us. “No. Whatever you think you feel, it doesn’t matter. It’s too late. You had a choice. And every single time, you chose her. Over and over again, you chose Anita.” Levi shook his head. “We were wrong.” I met their gazes. “Yes, you were. And now, you’ll have to live with it.” With that, I turned away, refusing to let them see the tears burning in my eyes. •••••••• Olivia Parker was once the cherished daughter of a respected Gamma—until betrayal shattered her world. Branded the daughter of a traitor, she was stripped of her title, her dignity, and the life she had known, forced to serve as an Omega among those who once respected her. But fate wasn’t done with her yet. On the night of the mating ceremony, Olivia discovered the cruelest twist of all—she wasn’t fated to just one mate, but three. And not just any three. Alpha Lennox, Alpha Louis, and Alpha Levi—the ruthless triplet Alphas who had spent years tormenting her. Bound to a marriage they never wanted, the triplets made her life a waking nightmare. They paraded their lover, Anita, before her, ensuring she never forgot her place, never forgot that they would never want her. But fate has a way of playing its own game. As secrets unravel and buried truths come to light, the triplets begin to see Olivia for who she truly is—not just a Luna in title, but the woman they never realized they needed. Only now, she’s done waiting.
Sugarlitics · 5.6m Views