The Corvette slowed as red and blue lights flared behind us. “Are we speeding?” I asked. Jakari shook his head. “No… the car’s stolen.” Two cop cars pulled up; their badges didn’t match anything Jayla could find. “They’re fake cops!” she yelled. Before we knew it, they attacked. Jakari moved like a storm, disarming and taking down the officers with precision. I watched, frozen, as my hands shook. Once it was over, Jakari grabbed me, and we raced back to the warehouse, hearts pounding, silence hanging heavy over what just happened.

Two days from turning eighteen, Kyra’s life is about to change forever. A full moon birthday, a divine blessing, awakening powers—and a fated mate she isn’t even looking for. Destiny doesn’t care about her plans and neither does her enemies.

Exciting and completely honest review of throne of glass by Sarah j Maas! Been wanting to read it but don’t know if it’s worth the time and money? Read this helpful reviews!

A haunting romance about love spoken too late and the silence that changes everything. This story explores emotional vulnerability, timing, and the fragile space between holding on and letting go. Written to linger, not to explain—inviting readers to feel what’s left unsaid.

I use Wattpad to post fanfictions and actual stories and I was wondering if anyone would want to follow for a follow back? I don't post constantly but I plan to change that soon. I typically write romance stories but I plan to write some other genres as well. My favorite trope is Enemies to Lovers. I hope you find my stories to be able to put a smile on your face. I've always wanted to make people happy with my writing especially since it's been one of my favorite activities growing up

This is something simple and small something I wish people would understand and how beautiful it can truly be even if it hurts

Forbidden love: A knight risks execution to flee with the princess he was sworn only to protect. She took his hand the hand of a soldier, scarred and calloused and pressed it against her cheek. “I would rather spend one month running through the mud with you than fifty years sitting on a throne next to a man I do not love.” ​The logic of the soldier died in his throat. In its place rose a terrifying, beautiful recklessness. Kaelen reached out, his leather-gloved hand tangling in her loose hair, pulling her just close enough that he could feel the frantic, matching rhythm of her heart. ​“Gods help us,” he breathed, his forehead dropping against hers. ​“They already have,” she whispered. “They gave us tonight.”

The old house stood dilapidated and full of memories. The squeals of young children cutting up, running through the house, carrying a laughter so bright that you are tickled too. The stains and wounds resulting from an intense family argument that could of ended with tragedy at any moment. The echoes of the family's best and worst times ran through Raina's head, as she stood inside her childhood house, to say goodbye forever.

Jealous of everyone and anyone that comes in contact with my person. I cant help but get angry when someone looks at them.

She had never laid eyes on anyone who made her heart forget its rhythm before him. It wasn’t dramatic or loud, just a quiet unraveling that began in her chest and slowly rewrote everything she thought she knew about love. He became her first in ways she didn’t yet understand, her first longing, her first softness, her first mistake. She was too young to know that some loves do not wait for courage, and too careful to realize that silence can be its own kind of goodbye. By the time she understood what he truly was to her, he was already becoming a memory. And memories, she would learn, can ache more deeply than loss itself.

This poem is waiting for your past lover to text you after a break up because many parts of you still deeply loves them

she is the one. moments like this we find ourselves searching for something, someone, anything to fill up that void, well she did and she’s mines forever.

She loved a man she could never have, and she knew it with painful certainty. Time, distance, and other lives could not erase him from her heart. Her soul still ached for his touch, his kiss, his embrace—just one last time. Not for forever. Just long enough to hold him… and never want to let go

She never meant to fall in love—but it happened fast, fierce, and without warning. What began as friendship ignited into something undeniable, a love she was too afraid to name before it slipped through her fingers. Years later, she is a mother to a brilliant daughter he has never met, living a life shaped by quiet strength and unspoken regret. He chose another path, another woman, and yet her heart never learned how to let him go. This is the story of the love she hid, the life he never knew, and the hope that still burns for a second chance at the one true love she let slip away.

She loved him once—and never stopped. Even after he chose another woman, even after she raised his child alone, even after life hardened her in places love once lived. Twelve years later, he still doesn’t know what he left behind… or the heart that never stopped waiting.

This book have the following bl,smut,cussing and mention of suicide the main character name is Austin and as you may see his life is a shit hole

Years of longing, heartbreak, and unanswered questions have finally led them here. They have crossed every obstacle, faced every fear, and endured every year of separation—and now, they are finally together. Divorces finalized, families united, and hearts unguarded, they embrace a love that has waited decades to be fully realized. The fire that burned silently through time is no longer hidden. Every touch, every glance, every shared laugh is charged with passion, desire, and the undeniable bond they’ve built. Their love is deep, unbreakable, and intoxicating. Children laughing at their feet, a home full of warmth, and hearts intertwined forever—this is their happily ever after. And yet, even in the quiet, the smoldering heat between them reminds us: some fires never die—they only grow stronger.

Years of longing, regret, and silence collide in a single room. They stand face to face, hearts racing, desire and love simmering just beneath the surface. Words fail, but their touch, their embrace, and the fire in their eyes say everything. For the first time in years, they are truly together, no pretending, no running, no barriers. The past cannot be undone, but tonight proves what they’ve always known: the fire never died. And now… what comes next?

Years of longing, regret, and silence come crashing together in a single room. She arrives in heels and a long coat, every movement deliberate, every glance igniting the fire between them. He sits, heart pounding, longing and restraint tangled in equal measure. Words fail, desire lingers, and for the first time in years, the impossible feels close enough to touch. But can they act on it, or will responsibility, fear, and the lives they’ve built keep them apart? The fire burns hotter than ever. The question remains: what happens next?

A lifetime of longing boils over in a single day. Small talk masks years of love, desire, and regret. Every glance, every brush of hands, every unspoken word ignites the fire they’ve tried to bury for so long. The day ends, but the pull doesn’t fade. The next night, he calls. A hotel. A chance to talk. And just like that, the past collides with the present, forcing them to decide whether to let the fire win… or finally walk away.