healing

Lyra Ashfall, a broken nineteen-year-old werewolf, collapses in the territory of a Pack that should have killed her on sight. Instead, she is found by Kael Blackthorn—the Nightfang Alpha who realizes she is his mate. Lyra carries more than scars. Hidden within her is forbidden Nymph blood, an ancient power thought extinct and feared by Pack law. Claiming her would cost Kael his title. Rejecting her could destroy her. As Lyra heals within Nightfang, fragile trust grows through guarded conversations and quiet protection, while the mate bond tightens against both their wills. With elders opposing her presence and a former Alpha hunting her return, Lyra must choose whether to remain a victim—or embrace the power awakening inside her. And Kael must decide whether law matters more than the Luna fate chose for him.

Hidayah Kamari remembers her past life. She remembers the love that consumed her, the trust that cost her everything, and the ending she never survived. Reborn into modern Singapore, Hidayah makes a deliberate choice: she does not chase revenge, fate, or lost emotions. She lets the past stay buried—and builds a present anchored in discipline, routine, and control. Silat steadies her body. Archery sharpens her focus. Silence becomes her refuge. But not everyone chooses to let go. Michael Ng Kok Hui remembers too—and where Hidayah finds closure, he finds obsession. Convinced that memory means ownership, Michael spirals into delusion, stalking her across semesters, boundaries, and finally the law itself. As restraining orders fail and mental illness collides with accountability, his fixation escalates into violence that shatters the illusion of safety. Standing beside Hidayah is Khairul Asri—older, steady, and unyielding in his respect for her autonomy. He does not ask her to forget her past, nor does he try to replace it. Through quiet vigilance, shared training, and unwavering presence, Khairul becomes a constant in her life—not as a savior, but as a choice. This is a story about memory without surrender, love without entitlement, and a woman who survives not because she forgot—but because she chose to move forward anyway.

Forget Me Not First love is meant to be remembered… even by someone who can’t. Amelia’s world is slowly slipping away—faces, names, even her own reflection becoming strangers. With every passing day, her rare illness steals more of her memory, leaving only scattered voice diaries behind. And then there’s him—the boy who shows up when others start to fade. He laughs with her, rewrites forgotten stories, and patiently reminds her how it feels to be loved. But some things, no matter how deeply felt, cannot be held forever. So one day, she leaves him a message: > “Go find someone whose heart won’t forget you.” And as he listens to her voice one last time, he realizes… . . . not all goodbyes are sad. Some are just... the most honest kind of love. ---

"I'll make you fall in love with me sweetheart." - Jett "We'll see about that." - Jamie. Jett is the second son of a wealthy, powerful household that expects him to inherit the family company alongside his older brother. But Jett wants none of it. Boxing is the only thing that makes sense to him, Jett has spent most of his adult days swinging with his fists, the only place where he decides the rules. Jamie is everything Jett claims to hate. Cute, sharp-tongued, stubborn as hell, and impossible to ignore. A college student with a bright car, a sharp mouth, and a younger brother he protects with everything he has. Jamie's world is small but stable.Jett is like smoke, angry, dark, drifting between worlds he refuses to choose from. Jamie is like sugar, sweet at the core, though he hides it under thorns and fire. Together, they're a slow, inevitable burn.

Crown Prince Gu Lian was born brilliant—admired by all, his path seemingly carved in stone: ascend the throne and protect the realm. With a loyal general, A Lie; a peerless strategist, Ai Miao; and a fiancée hailed as the capital’s most beautiful woman, he was the perfect heir in the eyes of the world. At age ten, the arrival of Murong Che, a hostage prince from a neighboring kingdom, disrupted the calm like a stone cast into still waters. Gu Lian quickly noticed that Ai Miao, his deep-thinking advisor, paid this heterochromatic youth an unusual amount of attention. To Ai Miao, Murong Che was a flawless “creation”—a vessel to mold, a key piece in a bloodless conquest. But when Gu Lian realized his dreams were haunted not by his fiancée, but by Ai Miao, his life veered off course. On a stormy night at fifteen, stripped of pride, he begged: “I need your love, Ai Miao! I want your mind—so full of empire and ambition—to hold space for me, Gu Lian!” The Emperor and Empress, alarmed by the prince’s dependence and forbidden affection, issued a secret decree. Under the guise of “greater ambition,” Ai Miao was exiled to a foreign land, leaving behind a cruel misunderstanding: a silent departure that shattered Gu Lian’s heart. Five years later, Ai Miao returned triumphant. The prince he had mentored now sat as a puppet monarch; the neighboring kingdom was all but dissolved. But what awaited him was Gu Lian’s frozen hatred, the imperial couple’s silent threats, a scandalous trap of seduction—and a chasm between them that seemed impossible to cross. Misunderstandings, schemes, jealousy, and the weight of duty loomed large. Gu Lian was forged into a blade by pain; Ai Miao clung to his original vow in silence. Until an unexpected aphrodisiac incident ignited everything—burning away their masks. In the collision of desire and truth, they confirmed with their bodies the loyalty and longing that had never faded. “I’ll be your bedmate,” the once-proud prince whispered, stripped of all dignity, eyes burning with obsession. “Just don’t touch anyone else—man or woman. Ever.” And Ai Miao, the master tactician, finally lowered every defense. In the overwhelming tide of pleasure, he saw his heart clearly: All the flawless plans, all the legendary victories—none compared to holding this man. From wary tests to life-and-death trust, from heartbreak to reunion—they must face courtly daggers, imperial pressure, and the tangled mystery surrounding a diplomatic princess. Together, they will purge the rot within and beyond the palace. This is an epic of growth and guardianship. Witness a cold strategist who plots each step for love, with devotion that cuts to the bone; a young crown prince who clings to emotion and carves out a golden age. Two mighty souls, bound to each other alone. Watch them break every chain and write a royal legend unlike any before—at the very peak of power, side by side.

In a snowstorm, ten-year-old Aemma saves a dying girl with nothing but a scarf. She never knew that girl—Gu Liang—was the lost imperial heir. Years later, Gu Liang rises as crown princess, radiant and ruthless. Aemma, her strategist, builds a new system for women to climb the court ladder, turning herself into the sharpest blade against the old aristocracy. But power breeds obsession. Gu Liang’s love twists into possession, while Aemma’s eyes still seek freedom beyond the palace walls. At the peak of empire, Gu Liang offers not a command but a plea: “I’m not ordering you, Aemma. I’m asking you—stay. Not trapped, but free. With me.” This is a dual female lead story of palace intrigue, ambition, and slow-burn romance—where an empress and her strategist reshape history together.

Born in a world stained by war she learned using daggers at a very young age. Before she knew it she had already become a bloodstained assassin. The battlefield grasped the life of everyone she cared about and soon it was her turn. She died in the battlefield drowning in regrets only to be reincarnated. Life seemed meaningless, hope seemed a fantasy, joy seemed heavy and existence seemed a burden. How was she supposed to make new bonds when she had distanced herself from others? Her new family is loving yet something feels hollow in her heart. Pretending was all she could do. How could she let this innocent family know her reality? Every night troubled by her nightmares and regrets same sinking feelings takes over her heart leaving her wondering "Sometimes I Just Want To Disappear" Even though it seemed impossible but slowly and gradually something changed. She couldn't remember when her fake smiles were replaced by genuine ones. Despite being a warrior she finds comfort around her brothers Kush and Moksh. Despite being experienced she likes being corrected by her elders. Despite being cold she likes laughing along her friends. Despite thinking love is a stupidity she ends up falling into it. Is she changing? Is she becoming a new person? What are these new emotions? Walking down this new road she rediscovers herself. Her journey begins as Megha and ends as Chandni the moonlight. She still has bad days, she still feels cold sometimes, she still feels life is a dark tunnel but now she knows she has people who will light up her day, who will give her warmth, who will guide her to the end of the tunnel. Life doesn't seems meaningless anymore. Somehow this disappearing soul was finally seen. Stuck in the rain and thunder she turns and sees people holding umbrella for her it's in these small moments that she thinks "Sometimes I Just Want To Disappear But Most Of The Times I Just Want To Linger!"

A wildfire took their homes. A lie gave them a roof. Strangers Albert and Melissa have nothing in common—except the desperate need to protect their children after a devastating fire. When the emergency shelter runs out of space, they are faced with a choice: stay in a tent or claim the last family apartment. They choose to lie. Two single parents. Two traumatized kids. One cat. And a government form that declares them a "Household." Forced into a tiny apartment with a 90-day deadline, they set ground rules to keep things strictly practical. But as they rebuild their lives from the ashes, the intimacy of shared meals and shared nightmares begins to break down their walls. In a city full of smoke and secrets, can two broken people build a forever home on a foundation of lies?

Mira wakes up sore, every part of her body aching especially her neck. As she tries to stretch, a painful flashback crashes into her memory: “Damion, please… don’t do it. Please don’t break my trust. I beg you, don’t hurt me. Please, Damion, it’s against my tradition. Please don’t.” She remembers struggling, trying to escape his grip as he pulled at her trousers, ignoring her pleas. “Please don’t,” she said, her voice shaking. “Mira, just keep quiet,” he said coldly. “You caused this. I can’t have a pretty girlfriend like you and not touch you. Try and understand my point of view.” Torn between fear and betrayal, Mira is left shattered her trust broken by someone she loved. The story dives into the emotional weight of that moment, the pain of being silenced, and the long road to reclaiming her voice.

Honkai Impact 3rd fic. (Trying my best to keep it short and simple!) [No angst + Growth-focused] [Adorable] Sister Elysia is the best~! Sister Mobius is great too, Sister Eden is also lovely, Sister Sakura is wonderful too… Everything Sister Elysia says is right. I must be an obedient, good girl—protect the good people and punish the bad ones. And also, just like Sister, I want to become a real human, too~ (This Honkai fanfiction only follows the Previous Era storyline, because there’s no heartache—smooth sailing all the way.) Along the journey, she drew closer and closer to her goal of becoming what she envisioned as truly human—so close that now, at last, she was about to let the flower of humanity within her fully bloom… This is a translation. Advanced Chapters at patreon. com/intraneer

Cameron Reed died at Twenty two betrayed by everyone he thought loved him with the question, "Who am I?". He woke up in his eighteen year old body, just four years before his death. He was once again trapped in an abusive wealthy family. Now that he knows the betrayers he has one goal; survive, escape and find the truth. And in this journey he came across the enigmatic Aaron, who offers him a hand pulling him to a brighter side with his feelings changing for Cameron over time.

I'm an Omega in an Alpha-dominated field. My Alpha didn't have to break my ankle or lock me up--- I got pregnant on purpose so he'll be stuck with me forever. I thought I was winning in life by being the toxic one. But I forgot there's a reason why Alphas dominate the field of scumbags. My Alpha, whom I thought was innocent and incapable of hurting me, suddenly brought back all my trauma with just one stupid move. Well, as I said earlier, I'm an Omega in an Alpha-dominated field. I'm not a martyr who'll stay with someone who has hurt me. Now let the chasing begin.

[BL] Imagine being the main character of a toxic BL novel who somehow transmigrated to the real world— and then you found out that your readers ‘ship’ you with your abuser. Awful, right? Thankfully, that didn’t happen to Wonyoung. But that could happen to An Baekya— the main character of a hit omegaverse novel, who also happens to be his son-in-law. Yep, the red flag male lead who abused the main character was Wonyoung’s son from his 'past life.' He didn't know how his past life became a novel, but he hated his previous self for failing as a parent. So, when an unfortunate event brought him back inside the novel, he decided to change the main character's life for the better. Yes, Wonyoung will raise his future Omega son-in-law this time— even if it means abandoning his Alpha son. *** #omegaverse #dominantomega #dominantalpha #pregnancy #contractmarriage #mystery #timetravel #transmigration #novel #omega #alpha

What if salvation is not a mission, but a choice? What if home is not a place, but each other? Emma, a woman whose heart has turned to ashes in the real world, is given a chance to cross into another reality after reading the heartbreaking finale of Primal Tribute: Nightmare of the Original Dream. Her single, reckless goal: to find the abandoned genius—Gu Liang—before tragedy consumes him. This is not a tale of a savior and a victim. It is the story of two broken souls surviving together in a savage world. They build a home from ruins, reclaim dignity from trauma, and forge a love that transforms duty into true resonance of the soul. “We are going home.” —Where the heart rests, there lies our homeland.

Runaway is a reflective coming-of-age narrative that follows a seventeen-year-old girl standing at the quiet edge of exhaustion, questioning not just her choices—but her existence. Haunted by the idea of starting life over, the narrator confronts a truth she rarely admits aloud: if given the chance to begin again, she wouldn’t take it. Not because she lacks love or opportunity, but because she has learned how deeply it hurts to feel, to hope, and to keep going when every step feels heavier than the last. Her story unfolds as an honest meditation on emotional intensity, regret, and the slow realization that pain does not arrive suddenly—it is planted early and grows quietly. Raised in a sheltered environment with loving parents and a tightly controlled upbringing, she enters university believing she knows who she is. Instead, tertiary life becomes her first real collision with the unsheltered world—one that exposes her vulnerabilities, amplifies old wounds, and forces her to confront choices she wishes she could undo. University is not the beginning of her struggle, but the place where long-buried emotions finally surface. As she reflects on her childhood, her education, and the weight of being the firstborn with expectations stitched into her identity, the narrator begins to understand that her pain predates her mistakes. The story traces the origins of her emotional fractures back to their earliest moments, challenging the idea that growth is linear or that knowing better guarantees healing. Runaway is not a story about redemption or easy answers. It is a story about awareness—about standing still long enough to acknowledge grief, vulnerability, and the terrifying honesty of not knowing who you are yet. It marks the beginning of a journey inward, starting from the moment she stepped into university believing she was ready for the world—and discovered she wasn’t.

Julie Marie Navares seemed to be a typical young woman. Her father wished her to go to the same school as her brother, Christian Navares, which is why she moved. She thought school would be quiet because she thought her secret—her hidden talent for singing and her alter ego on stage as the POP PRINCESS—would stay with her family. But what would happen if Mark Cielo Villanueva, a friend from childhood who she hated, found out? They had just met again. Could she still keep her secret and her peace?

Julia Hale is a beastwoman of unsettling beauty, an emergency room nurse in a large, unforgiving city, and the mother of young twins still too innocent to grasp the cost of silence. Behind her clinical composure and carefully ordered routine, Julia carries the scars of years of domestic violence, relentless humiliation, and a past that has never truly loosened its grip. Separated from Theo Desmond, her charismatic and predatory ex-husband, Julia struggles to build a stable life. She works. She raises her children. She manages her body, her desire, her exhaustion. On the surface, she is moving forward. In reality, she is still surviving. Her trauma does not erupt in screams but in interrupted gestures, intrusive memories, conflicted desire. She is in love with a woman—Stella Vance—a one-sided, silent love never spoken aloud. This attachment becomes a mirror, reflecting both what Julia longs for and what she still cannot claim. Under the Skin of a Beastwoman is neither a revenge story nor a tale of miraculous healing. It is a fragmented, intimate chronicle of a woman learning—slowly, imperfectly—to detach herself from a life built on fear, while trying to offer her children a future she was never given. An R18 urban narrative, visceral and deeply personal, where the body, desire, and memory become battlegrounds for survival and reclamation.

"I should not. I hate to be a bother." Brand stepped back, inviting her. "But that is the problem, Madelyn. I want you to bother me." Madelyn gasped. "Brand..." "Come, Madelyn. Come in." Hesitantly, she stepped in and Brand closed the door. Commanding the high seas as he had always, Brand amasses his wealth focused on business and his fealty to the king, with his thoughts of women remaining the same: they are not worth the trouble and time they are awarded. No woman is allowed to bother him. None, until Madelyn. Madelyn wishes to live above the thoughts of her late husband's family and to do that, she must escape their good pleasure and find a life for herself, the farther the better. Brand's crew offers the opportunity to do so, and she would without any man commanding her ever. But what must she do when Brand's command is the very one she now wishes for?

Let’s be frank: my stepmother is human trash. She has always been, and she’ll always be. That’s just how life is. But I’ve got to admit that she’s outdoing herself today. ‘Cause, darn, she’s just told me, first thing in the goddamn morning, that I’m to be wed in a few hours’ time for the prosperity of the clan. That has the merit to be crystal clear, at least. Alright, sure. Fine. I can live with an arranged marriage. It’s not the worst thing she’s done. What’s not fine, though, is my spouse’s gender, age, and species. I want to make three points clear: 1. I’m not into men. 2. I’m not into older people. 3. I’m not into other species. Guess what? It appears my future partner is everything listed above. Male, old enough to be my ancestor, and a demon! ...Is it too late to run away? Asking for a friend. ______________________________ Doesn’t-give-a-fuck-anymore human x pampering older demon [BL] ______________________________ Free of copyright picture used for the bookcover by Leonhard_Niederwimmer

Born as Arisu Shirogane, she remembers dying as Hotaru Inoue. Born quirkless in a world built on power, she's abandoned by the wealthy family meant to love her. And yet-fate has other ideas. Lost in the woods, Arisu stumbles into an ancient temple buried deep beneath Japan... a temple that should only exist in another universe entirely. Waiting inside are relics of the Jedi Order, knowledge of the Force and a Forge that distinctly belongs to the Expanded Universe of Star Wars, now she'll shake MHA as a Jedi as Shizuka Moriya. A Hero of The Force.