"𝐒𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐬 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐤. 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐝𝐞𝐯𝐨𝐮𝐫." [Slow update] They say love feels like sunlight after winter. But no one warns you - sometimes, it burns. Sometimes, it scars. I never asked for obsession, for manipulation, or for love that feels like poison. He came like wildfire - raw, relentless, unapologetic. My first. My beautiful mistake. He was dangerous in the most beautiful way. Gentle with me, brutal with the world. Every moment with him was comfort laced with chaos. His love? Honey laced with venom - sweet, addicting, and lethal. He didn't cross lines. He erased them. In his madness, I mistook devotion. In cruelty, I saw protection. How do you run from someone who'd bleed to keep you breathing? He saw the cracks no one else noticed. Whispered promises in the dark. And a part of me clung to them. In his arms, the world ceased to exist. But the next storm didn't come with fire. It came in silence. He arrived like a shadow - watching, waiting, suffocating. He didn't touch me - not yet. But I felt him, like smoke in my lungs. He studied me. Then he moved. And when he did, everything changed. He didn't want to love me. He wanted to rewrite me. His silence screamed louder than words. He wanted me to destroy myself for him. Now, I'm torn between two kinds of insanity: One who would ruin the world to protect me. Another who would ruin me to make me his world. And I can't tell the difference anymore. They circle me like wolves, each calling it love. But love was never meant to feel like this. Was it? I used to believe love was a gift. Now I know - it's a gamble. A bloody one. And in this game of obsession and betrayal, I'm no longer sure who the real villain is. Because when both players would kill you for love... What does that make you?

"It's too much to remember everything and everyone, all pain and hurt is killing me day by day little by little. I wish I could remove all the pain and move on in my life. I wish I could find an eraser or Better a delete button, so that I could start from beginning, without any misery or pain." ......................................................................................... "Hey Eva, you know you can trust me, right? " He asked me again cupping my cheeks, I can't let him continue this. It had to stop now or it would be too late. I can't risk everyone's life specially his. If hurting him means, him being alive then I would do it without thinking. Again and again. "Eva are you even listening to me?" Noah asked moving his face closer. From this close I can even see the scar which he told me about, its just below the border line of his hair, it can be easily conceal but from this close its more real. His eyes, they are magical. I would love to look at them all the time and never get tired of looking at in them. No, I cannot do this to him, I can't be selfish, I have to do something this time. "No" I answer and walked away from him. .............................................................

Pá Is this real or?" After so many years he couldn't say it , every time slipped into a whisper , fear is a horrible feeling of thinking happiness can't be found after all , His mind raced to contain the knot in his stomach and his heart the whirlpool in his soul , very slowly the mixture of feelings was beginning to reset themselves just looking at his now husband face....Am I dreaming? His hand lovingly clung to the one in front of him... The most waited day had finally arrived despite every single bad predictions and the ones to failed hard to separate them ... to anyone around listening to the silly question could say it was the joy of the moment , but only those who knew their lives could understand the true meaning behind his doubts "....friends... family... Each and everyone of their loved ones was gathered today together as witnesses , celebrating one of the best days of his life... but if for some reason am dreaming " Sergio went on ... Please Pá Don't ever wake me up" .... He hugged his man tightly as he always did to feel safe , to believe whatever magic was happening right now wasn't an allusion and managing to make him doubt whether everything that had happened since that day was part of the eternal dream that we all come to meet someday. but if I'm not ...I would go through everything all over again just to be with you"..he said whispering while looking into his lover eyes ... "In this life?" asked Max looking him into his eyes... and in the next?" Sergio responded accompanied of a kiss affirming that some promises are kept for eternity . A broken soul left in a world with his wings clipped without a change to fly again , Some say this life through this world is too long a trip.. Life is like a, deep, journey. We arrive to learn, and we stay to heal , a process, in motion." SLOWLY EDITING AND REWRITING !! ¥ Disclosure: All images were found in Google.co

You met him on a thunderstorm night. Then he help you out from your fear You are a part timer now. So you shared your apartment with you only bff. Your family doesn't send you money. Your father had died and you are the only one person who earned money for your family. Forced marriage. Your mum doing that with you at last you know about your real identity. Now you only trust Jungkook. After this there is a huge fantasy. And now let's read ............. JUNGKOOK X READER

"I have to admit, from the moment I saw you in that airport, I felt... something. It was like a pang in my chest, but it wasn't a pleasant feeling. At the time, I thought it was just concern for a stranger in distress. But the more I got to know you, the more that feeling grew. I tried to tell myself it was just friendship, but the truth is, seeing you with your online boyfriend made me realize that what I feel for you is far from friendship. It's possessive, it's jealous, it's...ugly. Or at least, that's what I thought. But being near you, seeing the way you smile, the way you laugh...it makes me realize that maybe this feeling isn't so ugly after all. Maybe it's just...real." (He says this to her, his voice filled with vulnerability, as he confesses his complicated feelings.)"

Prologue - When Hearts Break Betrayal doesn't scream. It whispers. It seeps in like poison, invisible at first, until one day you wake up and realize you've been dying quietly inside. That was me. A wife. A mother. A woman discarded for someone else's smile on a glowing screen. He was supposed to be my forever. Instead, he became my wound. Eight months later, I'm still learning how to breathe without bleeding. Two children look at me with eyes too wise for their years. Han, seventeen, carrying silence like armor. Bella, six, asking me why Ami cries at night when the world is asleep. I tell her it's just allergies. She doesn't believe me. Some nights, I wonder if I still exist beyond the roles I'm forced to carry-mother, provider, survivor. Is there still a woman left inside me? Or did she die the night she saw the truth blinking on his phone? And then, in the middle of that loneliness, I met him. Not in the real world, but behind a username. Mr× A stranger with shadows darker than mine. A man broken by betrayal, scarred by addiction, living with an illness that became his shame. We should have never crossed paths. But broken souls recognize each other. And sometimes, even in the darkest places, love finds a way to whisper back. This isn't a fairy tale. This is a story of two wounded hearts, meeting in the rain of their ruins, daring to dream of sunlight again.

In a world ruled by blood and secrets, Jeon Jungkook wears the crown of the underworld-a king forged in cruelty, feared by all, and touched by none. Behind his stoic eyes, however, lives a storm of emotions he can't name... and dreams that feel too vivid to be imagination. Each night, he sees him. A faceless shadow, soft eyes and a voice that echoes through time-whispers of a promise never fulfilled. A love lost before it could bloom. Then came Kim Taehyung-an Omega with an air of regality and sorrow. He walks into Jungkook's life like a forgotten melody, familiar and foreign all at once. He speaks little of his past, yet his eyes hold lifetimes. He moves with the grace of someone who has broken and bled and still dares to smile. Neither of them knows why their souls ache for each other so deeply. But the past is a ghost that never stays buried-and fate, ever cruel, has brought them back together for a reason. As they unravel in each other's presence, danger begins to stir. Lies hidden beneath velvet masks rise to the surface, and enemies begin to close in. With every heartbeat, the line between reincarnated dreams and reality starts to blur. This is not just a love story-it's a second chance. A war against time, betrayal, and death itself. Because some love stories are written not once, but across lifetimes. --- Violence & Torture Character Death (past life) Mental Health Struggles Kidnapping Angst (a little or medium) Mafia Possessiveness & Jealousy Mpreg themes Reincarnation Themes Mild Language this story is written with my ideas and also with the help of ChatGPT....it pure fiction and imagination ..I will respect the opinions of viewers .. consider u preference before reading and DON'T spread any hate.. ENGLISH IS NOT MY FIRST LANGUAGE SO THERE WILL BE MANY MISTAKES AND FEEL FREE TO CORRECT THEM BTW it is my first time write so plz excuse me

I was so damn naive it's no wonder I've ended up here. Kidnapped by the man who promised me forever, just as I'd begun to understand the depths of his betrayal. It's a sad truth I didn't marry my husband for love. I married him for the life he promised to provide, and if I'm honest with myself, I married him in hopes one day he'd fill the void Lucas-my first love-left behind. Now after so many years, they're both back. And in my desperation to feel loved, to be wanted and chosen I've walked straight into this trap. All because I forgot life's harshest lesson... I'm not enough. No matter how much or how fiercely I love, the choice will never be me. Especially now. Surrounded by danger and at the mercy of my husband's enemies, I'm forced to face one final bit of truth. Much like love, hope is for the weak. I was a fool to believe in the vows and promises they made. In the Broken Redemption Series, one man's vow to protect the woman he lost becomes a battle between redemption, forgiveness, and the kind of love that refuses to let go. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~ This is Book 2 of Lucas & Emilia's Broken Redemption arc. For the complete experience, start with Book 1: Broken Vows.