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Mateo Rivas lives off his voice, his charisma, and his ability to keep thousands of people glued to a screen. He's one of the most promising streamers in the U.S. e-sports scene: quick-witted, magnetic, always in control… until a contract mishap forces him to share an apartment with someone who doesn't belong in his world. Selene Álvarez doesn't want to be seen. She sings at night, writes lyrics too raw to polish, and hates the idea of turning her music into "content." She lives off the algorithm's grid, surviving on small gigs and an identity she refuses to sand down for approval. The first time her voice accidentally leaks into one of Mateo's streams, the internet explodes. The chemistry is instant. Uncomfortable. Electric. The audience ships them. Sponsors smell profit. They try to pretend they don't want each other. But sharing a roof, late-night silences, and glances that linger too long make distance impossible. Between live streams, impromptu rehearsals, and tension-charged dawns, desire grows without clear rules: kisses that promise nothing, bodies seeking each other without labels, jealousy neither will admit. When fame starts demanding control—over Selene's music and Mateo's image—the relationship cracks. The decisions left unspoken hurt more than the fights. She chooses to leave. He stays… and begins to lose everything. Europe brings intense reunions, nights without cameras, and sex charged with anger and need. Asia imposes discipline, censorship, and an even more dangerous intimacy: forbidden glances in public, skin against skin in locked hotel rooms, love held tight under rules that forgive no mistakes. Between international stages, global broadcasts, and an industry eager to consume them separately, Mateo and Selene must decide whether what burns between them is just desire… or something worth protecting—even when it isn't profitable. Because when the cameras shut off, what's left isn't always safe. But sometimes, it's real.
NO_NAME_7447 · 352 Views

Her Comeback Was His Sentence.

After three years of marriage, Evelyn finally got pregnant. She thought it would be the happiest day of her life until her own husband’s hands pushed into hell her. Evelyn went to the company to inform Alain about her pregnancy, only to be met with the sight of him having sex with his secretary. Alain had betrayed her. “Let’s get a divorce,” he said, the three years of affection crushed like worthless paper. He showed no shame as he continued his affair right in front of her, under the guise of nakedness. “Fine,” Evelyn agreed. She looked proud and aloof. She swallowed the news of her pregnancy, holding it tight in her throat without uttering a word. But as she turned away, she burst into tears. She returned home, prepared the divorce papers, signed them, packed her belongings, and left. But on the way, Evelyn fainted because of her foetal derangement. A kind man took her to the hospital and left her with a beautiful wish. Other than that, she knew nothing about him. Five years later, Evelyn had a successful career and a peaceful life with her young son - Dennis. But one day, her son brought a strange man home, none other than Alain! Evelyn was stunned. Her ex-husband had returned, shamelessly begging her for forgiveness, wanting to regain her and Dennis. He wanted her to come back to him. But Evelyn didn’t agree. Despite Alain’s coercion, she refused. And at that moment, “he” suddenly appeared, unexpectedly and silently as he did five years ago. He pulled her up from the depths and slapped her ex-husband directly in the face with one sentence: “You’re not worthy of her.” ... Umee: Hi there! First of all, thank you for the interest and for the enthusiasm. Truly. Every time I open my comments and see new invitations to add Discord, buy promotion packages, commission comic adaptations, or “have a quick chat,” I’m reminded that my story has somehow wandered into a very busy marketplace. That said, I should probably set expectations gently before anyone invests too much energy. I’m not looking for promotion services, paid advertising or commissioned artwork. Not because they’re bad ideas, just because they’re not ideas I currently need. I don’t have the budget, the urgency or the illusion that my story is secretly one step away from becoming the next global phenomenon. I’m very aware of where my work stands. It’s doing okay. Respectably okay. Not “adapt-everything-immediately” okay. My passion for writing exists but it hasn’t reached the stage where common sense quietly exits the room. I promise I’m not underestimating myself, I’m simply being realistic, which is a personality trait I’ve grown quite attached to. Another small but important thing: I’m not really interested in chatting, exchanging ideas, networking, or building creative alliances in private messages. I write best when left alone. I think best when no one is pitching anything to me. And I function best when my inbox is not screaming for attention. So if I don’t reply, please know it’s not personal, it’s just me choosing silence over small talk. That being said, if you’re genuinely curious about me rather than what I can potentially become or produce, if you want to see my everyday life, random thoughts, quiet moments and the unmarketable parts of my existence, I do have my Instagram linked in my bio. You’re welcome to follow it. No proposals required. No introductions needed. Just observation, at your own pace. I truly wish you the best with your creative work, your art, your promotions, and your ambitions. Creating something and trying to get it seen is hard, I respect that deeply. I just prefer to walk my path slowly, quietly, and without turning every interaction into a business opportunity. Thank you for understanding, for stopping by, and for letting me return peacefully to my writing corner, where the only thing I’m selling is words.
Umee_uuuuuuw · 15k Views

THE WHITE LUNA WHO REJECTED THE PACK

Aurelia Vale spent her entire life believing she was nothing more than a powerless human living among werewolves. Without a wolf. Without a mate. Without a place she could truly call home. In a pack that valued strength above all else, she survived by lowering her head and enduring their scorn in silence. The Alpha heirs despised her. The future Beta dismissed her existence. Even the warriors treated her as an inconvenience. When the cruelty becomes unbearable, Aurelia walks into the Moon Goddess Temple to sever her bond with the pack forever. She never expects her blood to awaken an ancient power thought long extinct. Thunder shatters the sky. Her wolf emerges. Aurelia is not human. She is a White Wolf, heir to a forgotten bloodline that once ruled over Alphas and commanded entire packs. Worse yet, the scent of five mates binds itself to her soul the moment she awakens. The very men who once humiliated her now feel the pull of the bond. The pack that cast her aside now kneels before her power. And a mysterious fifth presence watches from the shadows, waiting for the perfect moment to claim what he believes is his. As Aurelia flees the pack that betrayed her, her strength continues to grow and long buried truths begin to surface. Faced with obsession, regret, and a bond she never asked for, she must decide whether to grant forgiveness or tear down the hierarchy that once broke her. This time, Aurelia is no longer the one being chosen. She is the one who decides who is worthy of standing beside the White Luna.
Arpan_Porame · 7.7k Views

The Quietest Knife

Willow wakes in a hospital bed injured, medicated, and alone. She is informed that her life, as she understood it, ended weeks earlier. Her fiancé is there. Calm. Controlled. He explains that they broke up before the accident and that the separation was mutual. He says he remained by her side only out of decency. He is already involved with someone else, his boss’s daughter, and speaks as though this version of events has always been established fact. No one in the room challenges him. The doctors attribute Willow’s disbelief to concussion and trauma. Nurses lower their voices and repeat the same explanation with careful reassurance until it becomes official, documented, and final. Each repetition strips away her certainty, replacing memory with doubt. When Willow looks to the one person who could contradict him, she finds no relief. Her fiancé’s closest friend, a man who has never hidden his dislike for her, says nothing. He offers a brief nod that confirms the narrative without words. With that single gesture, the past is closed. Every detail they present contradicts what Willow knows she lived. Weeks have been erased. Conversations have been rewritten. A relationship has been reassigned without her consent. If she resists, she will be labeled unstable, emotional, and unreliable. She will be the only one insisting that reality has been altered. So Willow stays silent. Within that silence, something colder begins to take shape. She begins to question why her fiancé needed the past rewritten at a moment when she cannot safely object. She begins to wonder why his closest friend chose this precise moment to agree. She begins to realize that decisions were made about her while she lay unconscious and defenseless. The Quietest Knife is a dark psychological romance centered on gaslighting, betrayal, and power disguised as care. It follows a slow, deliberate descent into manipulation, control, and revenge, where harm is inflicted quietly and authority wears the mask of concern. This is not a story about forgetting. It is a story about being rewritten calmly, professionally, and without resistance.
dr_ban99 · 89.4k Views

SECRET LOVER

Malinka Fazaa Gunardi, more commonly known as Inka, is a beautiful architecture student who spent four years at ETH Zurich in Switzerland to complete her Bachelor’s degree and pursue a Master’s. She couldn’t even attend her sister Daneswari Intan Gunardi (Sister Intan)’s wedding in person, only joining via video call. After finishing her studies, Inka returned to Indonesia and easily landed her dream job in Jakarta. She eventually bought a small apartment close to her new office. Sister Intan had only been married for six months to Bintang Adji Brahmanto (Brother-in-law Adji) through an arranged marriage. Even though she had been in a relationship with her boyfriend for three years, she ultimately had to marry someone else. Tragic? Most definitely. The arranged marriage and parental agreement left Intan heartbroken. Her relationship with Adji was not smooth – that’s what Sister Intan told Inka. When Adji needed a new architect to design the hotel and resort project he was working on, a friend of his who is also an architect recommended a young, beautiful architect with outstanding achievements. It turned out the recommended person was Inka. This unexpected meeting made Adji unable to take his heart off Inka – and would Inka feel the same way even though Adji is her brother-in-law? Meanwhile, without Adji’s knowledge, Intan is still in contact with her ex-boyfriend. Want to know if they will eventually be attracted to each other and how their relationship will develop next?
Deameriawan · 3.9k Views

Must Change The Gay Boy.

Selma is a powerful, disciplined woman who built Selma’s Specialist Hospital from the ground up, turning it into one of the most respected and profitable medical institutions in the country. Known for her sharp mind and unyielding standards, she rarely allows herself rest. When stress begins to take a visible toll on her health, Selma makes an unprecedented decision—to take a full year away from work. As the owner, she answers to no one, and for the first time in years, she intends to live without schedules, emergencies, or responsibility. She travels with her trusted personal assistant, carefully planning a peaceful vacation. Thailand is never part of the plan—it sits at the very bottom of her travel list. However, a sudden and unavoidable flight disruption forces her P.A. to secure the last available ticket to Thailand. Reluctantly, Selma agrees, believing that bad luck has already run its course and that the worst is behind her. Two months into her stay, just as she begins to feel grounded in the unfamiliar country, her sense of security collapses. Selma receives an official search warrant authorizing the inspection of her hotel room. No explanation is given. Days later, she is summoned to court. Confused, unsettled, and increasingly anxious, Selma walks into the courtroom with no clear understanding of what crime she is being accused of—or how she became entangled in Thailand’s legal system. The charges, when revealed, are both shocking and absurd. Selma is accused of cyberbullying a famous Thai actor, a flamboyant and openly gay celebrity widely admired for his beauty, talent, and bold public persona. According to the prosecution, Selma allegedly insulted and harassed him during a live-stream broadcast, an act deemed not only defamatory but socially harmful. Selma vehemently denies the accusation, insisting she never targeted the actor and has no memory of engaging in such behavior. Despite her attempts to defend herself, the evidence presented—digital records, witness statements, and platform logs—seals her fate. The court’s ruling is swift and unforgiving. Rather than immediate imprisonment, Selma is given an unusual and controversial sentence: she must spend two years “reforming” the celebrity she allegedly bullied—repairing his image, guiding his behavior, and ensuring a positive transformation in his public life. Failure to do so will result in a ten-year prison sentence. Outraged and humiliated, Selma struggles to comprehend the logic behind the judgment. What was meant to be a break from responsibility becomes an inescapable obligation far more personal and dangerous than any hospital crisis she has faced. Bound by law in a foreign country, Selma is forced into close proximity with the very person she is accused of harming. As the two-year countdown begins, Selma must navigate cultural barriers, public scrutiny, legal traps, and an unwilling partnership that threatens to unravel both their lives. What starts as punishment slowly evolves into a collision of pride, misunderstanding, power, and unexpected emotional shifts—raising the question of whether this sentence is truly justice, or the beginning of a far more complicated fate.
SelmaQing · 3.9k Views