tata-chan

“I don't know how long we stayed like this. It was strange how good I felt in his arms. It was a good thing if I came to think of it, since my destiny was to be his lover for eternity. I really wasn't sorry for promising him that. No, I didn't love him. At least not yet, but a kind of affection was starting to form in me. He was a great person, and he spoke the truth when he said he had fallen in love with me. His gentle hands smoothed my hair and I hugged him around the waist. He whispered in my ear to calm me down. He was worried about me. But I was calm. The reason I kept clinging to him was because that was the only physical contact I'd had with anyone since death from my parents. It was strange that to get affection I had to give up my humanity." Minamoto Rin is a normal girl - if you don't mention the fact that no one notices her. Orphaned and completely alone in the world, she finds someone in a similar situation. In place of her life she will have to accept a deal from a stranger.

tata-chan

How to say you like someone? Sometimes even though we know it's mutual, we can't confess and that can make you lose your love. Hinata ran away from her love out of fear, and what to do when she finds him again in an unconventional way? Behold, from the bottom of your heart you ask yourself: How do you say "I love you??"" I swear the fic is better than the synopsis

Thales HenriqueNeuer Autor

Alfredo is about to say goodbye to his best friend, with whom he is in love. It's the last summer before seeing him leave for college, and he needs to figure out how to deal with his emotions and not do anything desperate.

AnonimamenteNeuer Autor

Some doors, once opened, can never be closed again. Helena is in no hurry, nor is she afraid, and she does not let herself be swayed by pretty words. But every rose has its thorn. When two such different presences cross her path, she will discover that it is not possible to keep everything under control at all times. One calms, the other sets ablaze. One is shelter, the other is storm. For even the gentlest calm holds a flame, and within the storm itself there is already a harbinger of tranquility - each heart carries within itself both the flame and the breeze that can extinguish it. Be careful not to lose yourself. The labyrinth is yours, and only you will find the way out.

Paula

In a city devastated by war, we follow the journey of two survivors who have learned, each in their own way, to live with violence, loss, and loneliness. He does not know that he saved her life. She knows only that he is more dangerous than the killers who threatened her. Neither of them seeks company. Nor do they believe that there is still room for kindness in a world where surviving demands so much. But a dead boy and an almost insignificant act of kindness end up intertwining their fates. Between small acts of care, silences, and difficult choices, two strangers discover that surviving the war may not be as difficult as learning to live after everything they have lost.

He wanted her very much, but in the end he will find out something that won't make him happy, and friends are very important to support him in that moment, he will need them