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After hearing devastating news from her caretakers, Michelle Mercia ran away from her orphanage. With nowhere to go, Michelle discovers a place she hasn’t been in for a long time. When Michelle remembers her close friends at the Playtime Co. factory, she makes it her mission to find them within the factory. What twisted fate awaits her? A little heads up: In my AU, the toys do age, and I might add a romantic relationship into the story. If you don’t like it, don’t read it. This AU will also have a Saves Everyone AU, so I hope you enjoy it. All the characters, except for OCs, belong to Mob Entertainment. (Rated mature for cursing and blood) A/N(6/14/25): https://www.tumblr.com/kawaiisylveon98/786384180337590272/would-anyone-be-interested-if-i-made-an-ask-and?source=share

He’s a transmigrant with a Kenjaku template. In Adventure Time, I am Kenjaku. Nothing new, nothing out of the ordinary. A transmigrant with borrowed memories, a borrowed body, and far too much time to think. The world of Ooo takes shape before my eyes, while the ruins of humanity still breathe, vampires hunt in the dark, and something far older stirs beneath the surface. There is no grand purpose, no heroic destiny. Only boredom, curiosity, and the need to experiment. If chaos is inevitable, then it will be shaped. This story isn’t about saving the world, but about watching what happens when someone like Kenjaku chooses to exist within it. In the end, this is nothing more than the result of someone bored… creating a story.

When a depraved man from the real world with encyclopedic knowledge on all things dragon ball gets sent into the world with the power to attract any woman he wants, he can't refuse.

Vivien never thought her favorite mafia novel would become her prison-until she woke up inside it, trapped as the villainess fiancée who was supposed to die. She wasn't the heroine. She was the cruel woman who tormented Alina, the girl sold to Dante Moretti. A woman hated by everyone... and killed by the man she was promised to. But Vivien remembers every page. Every betrayal. Every heartbeat before her death. Determined to rewrite her fate, she avoids Dante and Alina, hoping to stay invisible. Only Dante doesn't look away. His icy gaze follows her like a predator's hunt. The cold, ruthless mafia king becomes dangerously obsessed-with Vivien She was never meant to be loved. Now she's his only desire. And in his world, obsession never lets go. At this point she wasn't running from the plot But his obsession..

The world changes into a mundane setting where everything looks the same. Ivory is forced to navigate through perpetual boredom while uncovering the mysteries of her world.

I carefully carried the hot coffee in my hands as I walked into his office. Empty. I let out a small breath. "Pheew…" Looks like the CEO isn't here yet. I placed the coffee down and glanced around once before slowly sinking into the chair behind his desk. The chair was… different. Thick leather. Soft, but firm. Expensive. The kind of comfort that didn't ask — it took. For a second… I let myself relax. My thoughts drifted. My mother. It's been a month. No calls. No visits. But she's fine… Kelvin said so. "She's in a coma." My chest tightened. I closed my eyes. Just for a minute. Just one..... A hand gripped my jaw. Firm. Cold. My breath caught as my head was tilted upward, And then I saw him. My heart stopped. He was.. No… that wasn't normal. No man should look like that. Sharp features carved like they were designed, not born. A straight nose, defined jaw, lips that held no softness , only control. And his eyes… Cold. Not empty. Just… calculating. His silver hair caught the light, smooth and clean, like polished steel under moonlight. Not old , no ..it only made him look more dangerous. Too perfect. Too wrong. Too handsome. "Who are you?" he asked. His voice… Low. Smooth. Something that didn't ask twice. A shiver ran down my spine. I blinked, still half lost between sleep and reality. "Look, handsome… it's my dream. You don't really get to question me, okay?" A pause. Then A smile. Cold. Slow. Dangerous. "Your dream huh…?" he repeated. I nodded slightly, still dazed. "Okay." The word came out too easily. Too calmly. His gaze lingered on me like he was studying something. "Seems Erica finally found me exactly what I wanted…" he muttered. My brows pulled slightly. "…a brave, innocent little cat." My heart skipped. "But she didn't have to drug you." Erica…? Cat…? Drug…? This dream is getting confusing... Before I could think. He moved. Fast. Too fast. His hand slid to the back of my neck, pulling me forward... And his lips crashed into mine. My eyes widened. Warm. Firm. Possessive. "Mmm…" The sound slipped out before I could stop it. Why does this feel so real…? Is this how dreams feel? My body reacted before my mind could catch up.pleasure burned through my whole body....dreams does feel Good. My hands moved on thier own, sliding onto his shirt theninto his hair. Soft. Smooth. Too real. I pulled slightly. "This is too—" Pain shot through my lip. "Ouch!" He bit me. I froze. Pain. Real pain. My eyes snapped open fully. This isn't a dream. Oh no. Oh no. I'm in the CEO's office. I pushed against his chest, stumbling back as I shot up from the chair. My face burned. I couldn't even look at him. My head dropped immediately. Idiot. Idiot. Idiot. With shaky hands, I pointed to the table. "Y-your coffee… sir." Silence. Heavy. Thick. I could feel his eyes on me. Watching. Measuring. I need to get out. Now. I turned quickly, reaching for the door. "Stop." Does it look like you get to walk in and out here by chioce??? I froze. Slowly… I turned back. "Who are you?" he asked again. This time, colder. Clearer. "My name is Eve, sir… your new personal assistant, sir." A scoff. Sharp. "Assistant?" His footsteps were slow as he moved closer. "Dozing off… in my chair… on your first day?" My throat tightened. "Seems like you'll be dozing off in a lot of places these days…" A pause. Then, lower till he got to my height level "…little cat." My fingers tightened around the door handle. "I..I have to go, sir." Coward. "Call me if you need anything else." I didn't wait. I opened the door and ran like he would chase after me.

In the vast halls of high school, Selina Joseph and Michael Ashford were two stars that rarely crossed paths. Despite three years in the same class, their interactions were minimal, limited to fleeting impressions. Their worlds seemed galaxies apart, Selina, the social butterfly from a prestigious lineage, and Michael, the quiet, elegant figure from a wealthy and renowned family. Selina thrived in a vibrant circle of friends, while Michael kept to the shadows with only a handful of close companions, his quiet confidence and passion for basketball setting him apart. After high school, they went their separate ways, only to reunite years later at a gathering. As they talked, the script of their love story began to unfold. Fate, having orchestrated their lives in parallel, wove an invisible thread between them, a story that, sooner or later, was destined to bring them together. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Content Warning: This story is a work of romantic fiction that explores themes of love, emotional conflict, heartbreak, and personal growth. The narrative delves into deep emotional experiences that may resonate sensitively with some readers. Reader discretion is advised. Disclaimer: This story is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and events are either products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is entirely coincidental. AI was used minimally in the editing process, solely for grammar and language refinement. The story, characters, creative vision, and all narrative decisions are entirely my own. #secondchance #highschool #reunion #fate #destiny #wealthyfamilies #college #slowburn #longing #lovestory #oppositesattract #quietboy #socialbutterfly #basketball #emotionalrollercoaster #Shefellfirst #Hefellharder #breakup #truelove #meanttobe

" what happens if you enter when the shift occurs?" "You find your way back in time" "And if you don't?" "Then you get lost when they shift disappear" ........ .......... "So technically I disappear" " correct"

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“I won’t date you.” Five years ago, Kenji Yamamoto met Ichika Nakamura. Now they’re in the same school again. They call it friendship. It’s easier that way. I Won’t Date You is a slow-burn romance light novel. Volume 1 Complete! Volume 1.5 airing now.

Beneath the blinding lights of fame and the shimmer of luxury lies the untold story of Yeim: a girl born into a world where power and privilege are her birthright. Heiress to a vast global empire, Yeim’s father commands an international hotel chain, while her mother, a legendary fashion designer and major LVMH shareholder, rules haute couture. Her adopted brother, Ian, is a tech prodigy and self-made entrepreneur. Together, they represent a dynasty whose lineage traces back to the imperial Yuan Dynasty of China and the royal Goryeo bloodline of Korea. But Yeim’s story is more than elite surnames and designer labels. After six grueling years of intense training, she emerged as the radiant center of the biggest K-pop girl group of the decade, alongside her bandmates Yuji, Somi, Hani, Lily, Chae, and Haeven. The group soared to international stardom, sweeping charts, awards, and hearts alike. For two unforgettable years, they ruled the industry, redefining girl power and global glam. Then, at the peak of their fame, they stepped away; not to disappear, but to grow. Now, through live streams, vlogs, and her private diary, Yeim reveals the truth behind the glitter. Fame, heartbreak, family legacies, and personal sacrifices unfold in her words. This is not just a diary; it’s a window into a world only a few can imagine and even fewer can survive. Welcome to Yeim’s world: where every page turns with secrets, dreams, and the rhythm of a K-pop idol’s heart.

“Take off your clothes. Kneel down... and crawl to me slowly.” - Dark Erotic Romance by Hojicha Writer

Imagine if someone with a personality that is the absolute antithesis of Sonic the Hedgehog besides morally is somehow given a second chance at life, emerging not just as any character, but specifically as Anti-Sonic from the Archie Comics universe. Someone who embodies traits that are diametrically opposed to Sonic’s vibrant energy and free spirit, being reborn amidst a world that thrives on speed, anarchy, and decadence. (CROSS POSTED ON AO3 AND WATTPAD!)

Ananya loved Subho all through school — quietly, painfully, and without a single hope he’d ever look back. He didn’t. In fact, his careless words left scars she carried for nineteen years. Now destiny brings them face-to-face at their best friend’s wedding. He’s older. Softer. And suddenly aware of the girl he once overlooked. She’s the woman he can’t stop noticing now. Between sangeet nights, playful banter, old friends, guilty apologies, and stolen moments… something begins to shift. But old wounds don’t disappear easily. And neither does old love. This time, when life brings them together again… will they finally choose each other? Or will the past steal their future one more time?

Aarohi has spent most of her life surviving the consequences of a man she was forced to call family. Living under the shadow of her stepfather’s addiction to gambling, she learns to endure silence, debt, and the slow collapse of everything stable in her life. But when his losses spiral beyond control, Aarohi becomes the price he is willing to pay. Betrayed and abandoned, she is taken by dangerous men who see her as nothing more than a way to settle a score. Thrown into a world far darker than anything she has known, Aarohi is forced to confront a reality where trust doesn’t exist and survival comes at a cost. It is in this world that she crosses paths with Veer Khanna—a powerful and enigmatic club owner with deep connections to the underground. Feared, controlled, and dangerously perceptive, Veer is not a man who involves himself without reason. Yet something about Aarohi refuses to be ignored. As their paths become entangled, what begins as a matter of circumstance slowly turns into something far more complex. Aarohi struggles to hold on to her sense of self in a world designed to break her, while Veer finds his control challenged by a connection he neither expected nor fully understands. But in a world built on power, secrets, and unspoken rules, every choice comes with consequences. And when the past resurfaces with greater force, Aarohi must decide whether she is willing to risk everything for a man as dangerous as the world he controls—or if walking away is the only way to survive. In a story where obsession blurs the line between protection and possession, love is not a refuge—it is a risk.

What if Jay is a Mafia from the first and whole section e knows. She knew about the plan but hid it. The cold ruthless president of section e fall for her. She is such a carefree soul just like in the drama. Everyone hides secret.Hell university were also in this book. Ace, zein, mat. She have a trauma and keifer is going to be her comfort zone. The man is so obsessed with her. In a world of woman she was a soul which had her flaws but what if a man came to her deserted life. Can he be the bloom in her story????? Let's dive into story

"She chose his darkness." "In a world of blood, she was his only weakness." Some love stories begin with a confession. Ours began with a tragedy. They say love is supposed to be soft. Gentle. Safe. But no one ever tells you what happens when love is built on loss... when it grows in silence... when it becomes the only thing you have left. I didn't fall in love with Wang Hedi. I grew up loving him. Somewhere between shared nightmares and quiet midnights, between ten-minute distances that never really separated us... he became my home. And I became his. But homes aren't supposed to feel like warzones. And love- Love isn't supposed to feel like something you might lose any second. I knew what he was. I knew the blood on his hands wasn't just a rumor. I knew the world he lived in could destroy anyone who got too close. But I stayed. Because he was the only person who stayed when my world ended. Maybe that was my first mistake. Or maybe- It was the only choice I ever had. Because when you love someone like him... You don't get to walk away. You only get to decide- How much of yourself you're willing to lose before it breaks you. And the worst part? I don't know if I'm trying to save him anymore... Or if I'm the one slowly being destroyed.

I took the wrong street. A massive wall blocked my path, towering me over. Behind me, I could hear the armed men closing in. I turned around and my hands moved with instinct, pulling out my gun, ready to attack at any range, at any moment. Six vs one, what a hell of the odds, they were fully armed Then the growl of an engine cut through the tension. My eyes flicked to the street. Another black SUV rolled smoothly into view, its glossy surface reflecting the harsh sun. The door swung open, I froze. "For Fuck's sake," I muttered again A tall, broad-shouldered man stepped out. his posture was confident, every movement was controlled, deliberate-like a predator surveying his territory, His face was sharply defined and for the god damn mercy I know that face very well. His eyes were icy blue, cold and piercing, sharp enough to unsettle anyone who met his gaze. There was a calm calculation in line between glint of menace that warned of violence at any moment His dark hair was neatly slicked back, but a few strands had fallen loose, brushing against his forehead. He wore a tailored suit that hugged his form perfectly, each crease and fold meticulously. A subtle gleam of gold from a watch and ring hinted at wealth and influence, but it was his aura-the mix of authority and fucking danger, that made him unmistakably a man to be reckoned with. Khalib Dasirov, A Russian figure whose presence alone could silence a room.

Ayame remains alone after her father died in a fire that burned the whole city, leaving her the only survivor. She was took in by the Team V, but she reallg misses her town and father. After hearing about a misterious crystal that can grant any wish, she decides to find it to bring her father back.How will her goal will change after meeting an old friend from the same city? She decides to make a wish to the Crystal in order to see her father once more.