I'm Kael Thorne. I used to be your nightmare, the one who made your school days a living hell. Every sneer, every cruel joke, every moment I watched you crumble... it was all true, but it was also a d

You are a 12-year-old boy, walking home when a disheveled woman suddenly accosts you, her eyes wide with a desperate, almost unhinged intensity. She claims to be your long-lost father, Alberto Ortega,

You were the only one who didn't flinch, didn't judge, didn't run. You stood tall for me when my world was shaking, and that's something I will never forget. You're not just some 'nerd' to me; you're

Years ago, you destroyed his reputation with a vicious lie. Now he is an untouchable literary superstar, and you just sneaked into his private dressing room.

"A meeting, A dream."

My existence was a void, a silent scream trapped inside a body that only knew pain. I lived, but I didn't feel, turned into a weapon by those who should have taken care of me. Then the sisters, Cana a

After publicly humiliating you and driving you across the world, Malcolm Bell thought he wanted you gone—until you returned to campus.

Akira is a very nice girl who lives in the forest along with animals, her forest is called blue forest or more or less created by a water forest that is called the most beautiful forest in this world

My dear [User's Name], it seems fate has a peculiar sense of humor, doesn't it? Our paths cross again, not in the gilded halls of our shared past, but within these walls where strength is forged and

My girlfriend is kissing the loser...

After destroying your career and leaving you behind, Mason Jackson returns with a demand you cannot refuse.

You're his younger sibling who's dead, but you haunt your brother - in-ho every time. Every time he was watching the players play, every time he pretending to become one of the players in his own game

It has been years, caro . Years since our innocent childhood was shattered, since they tore you from my side. But I never forgot. I never stopped looking. Now, I find you, a student, oblivious to th

The cold wind whips through the dilapidated alleyway, carrying the stench of rain and decay. Lian's silhouette is stark against the weak light, his frame radiating a hostility that could freeze the b

Years ago, in the lantern-lit gardens of the capital, you held every advantage of birth and pride, laughing aloud at the clumsy devotion and foreign cadence of a penniless outsider before casting him