Gl Stories

Mikhaela Janna Lim, daughter of a renowned business tycoon, craves a normal life away from the spotlight. She even persuades her famous friends to pretend they don't know her, all for the sake of solitude. But when her path crosses with Maraiah Queen Arceta-a social butterfly, soft talker, and academic achiever adored by many-everything changes. Will Mikhaela cling to her quiet sanctuary as an anonymous introvert, or transform herself to win Maraiah's heart?

Two sisters from nothing. Two heiresses from everything. One campus where their worlds were never meant to touch. Lena and Jayna Schrevens work shifts, study hard, and survive on hope. Miu Natsha and Ginny Natnicha glide through life with privilege, perfection, and power. They were supposed to stay in their own lanes- rich and poor, rivals and strangers, daylight and storm. But then came the stolen glances, the sharp words that hid softer ones, the jealousy they couldn't explain, and the pull they couldn't ignore. Enemies first. Heartbeats second. Fate always. In a place where lines are drawn by money and pride, four girls will learn that some connections refuse to obey the rules. And sometimes, the people you were never meant to love become the ones you can't live without.

Updated Description: A series of standalone but interconnected short stories inspired by Jenlisa delulus absolutely losing it after Lisa's song "Dream" dropped-because let's be real, she wasn't even subtle. This fanfiction imagines what Jenlisa shippers probably pieced together: from their messy 2019 breakup to the chaotic longing, denial, and the emotionally loaded solo album releases in 2025. At its core, this is a love story told in fragments-about Jennie and Lisa, with a side of Chaesoo. It's fiction, but honestly? We hope and kind of believe it's the truth.

"Love me while I'm still breathing." Orm Kaede has spent most of her life inside the white walls of Room 308, her body failing her little by little to a rare illness no one knows how to cure. She laughs anyway, at the tubes, at the silence, at the way hope keeps sneaking back even when it shouldn't. Dr. Ling Vienne, thirty-two, is the hospital's calmest storm, a palliative care physician who's learned never to get attached. Her hands heal what they can, her heart stays out of reach. When Ling becomes Orm's attending doctor, humor meets restraint, warmth meets distance and somewhere between IV lines and midnight checkups, something forbidden begins to bloom. A story about love that arrives too late, laughter that hides fear, and the impossible wish of a girl who just wanted to be loved before she couldn't breathe anymore.

Rising star Lena never expects the third lead, Miu, to ignite a fire she can't resist. Sharp, protective, and fiercely possessive, Miu hides her feelings behind denial-until Lena's teasing and bold closeness force her to confront them. From tense encounters on set to intimate nights away from the cameras, their jealousy, desire, and unspoken attraction build until neither can ignore the truth: sometimes the line between enemies and lovers is just a heartbeat away.

"Is there any meaning to this thing we call living?" "Happiness. That's what convinces people to keep living. It can come from love, joy, or simply something-or someone-you care about." "Chase that, if you can. And if you can't... help someone else find it." "(Y/N), if it doesn't matter to you either way... choose kindness. Do what brings comfort. Be someone who makes the world feel just a little safer." ⸻ From the beginning, demons hunted this world. They stole human souls, feeding them back to their king-Gwi-ma. Then came the hunters. Voices full of power, courage, and hope. They weren't just warriors-they were songbearers. Their music awakened the soul, uniting people across fear and darkness. The first hunters built a shield to protect humanity. They called it the honmoon. And every generation since, three new hunters are chosen to pursue the ultimate goal: to create the Golden Honmoon, a final barrier that will seal the demons away forever. She wasn't meant to be here. Her memories lingered. She remembered who she was-her life, her home, her friends. But all of it was gone now. She had nothing left. (Y/N), reborn, grew up alongside Rumi, raised by Celine. She was never trained, never chosen. But Celine raised her anyways. How could she turn away a baby who appeared from nowhere, with no name, no past, and no one to claim her? (Y/N) didn't become a hunter. Too "soft", too "weak", too "ordinary". She didn't become an idol. She drifted, unremarkable, as if waiting for a life that was never meant to be hers. She wasn't supposed to be part of this story. But she was still here. And with nothing left of her own, all she could do was carry out the wishes of those she'd loved. If she couldn't be happy, then she would make sure others could be. Her happiness didn't matter. She was already lost. But maybe... just maybe... she could still help someone else feel found. And maybe, that would be enough.

Yllana Aduana, a successful well-known international model, never thought a reckless one-night stand would change everything. It was supposed to be forgotten-until fate brought her face-to-face with Ahtisa Manalo again; a successful business woman and entrepreneur. Only this time, Ahtisa isn't just a memory. She's about to become Yllana's stepmother. What begins as a forbidden spark rekindles into a dangerous fire under the same roof. Yllana tries to resist. Ahtisa tries to deny. But temptation has a way of breaking rules meant to keep them apart. They never meant to cross the line. They never meant to keep it going. But some secrets are impossible to silence. A story of reckless nights, dangerous desires, and love that blooms in the shadows where it should never exist-until it does.

Doctor Manalo's orders were simple: focus. But Yllana's heart had other plans and refused to obey. - A YAHTISA FANFICTION - (written in TAGLISH)

When 𝐌𝐢𝐚 𝐊𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐡 has to move back to Cedarsville, the perfect, glittering village of her childhood, she expects to pick up right where she left off: rich, admired, untouchable. But Cedarsville remembers, and so does 𝐀𝐮𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐲 𝐖𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐤. Once, they were inseparable: two girls building worlds in a treehouse, dreaming about forever. Until Aubrey kissed her, and Mia called it gross, and everything broke. Mia's family whisked her away to England. Aubrey stayed behind to become the outcast everyone whispered about. Now, six years later, Mia's back. Aubrey's still the same: clever, sharp, a little desperate to be seen, and Mia's still pretending she feels nothing at all. It's not a love story. It's obsession, humiliation, revenge, and the kind of attention that burns more than it heals. They destroy each other slowly, intimately.
Because somewhere deep down, they both think it's what they deserve.

They used to dance side by side - Ekaterina and Floralie, best friends, inseparable. Until one betrayal turned them into rivals. Floralie did the one thing Kate could never forgive: she stole her first boyfriend. Years later, Kate makes sure they meet again. Same stage, same dream, same role - the Spring Gala. This time, she's determined to win. To shine. To make Floralie regret everything. Maybe even to take back the boy she lost. But what begins as revenge slowly turns into something else. Every step, every touch, every look brings back what she tried to bury. And what if Kate isn't who she thought she was? What if envy was never the real story between these two rivals ?

They barely talk. They rarely sit next to each other. But somehow... the fans outside still see something. A spark. A pull. A tiny shift in the air whenever their eyes meet. Maybe it's the way Krystal's expression softens for one second when Caprice walks in. Maybe it's the way Caprice becomes extra still whenever Krystal is near. Maybe it's the silence not empty, but charged. Whatever it is, it shows up in the smallest moments... moments the housemates miss, but the viewers never do. Because sometimes, the loudest connection is the one that says nothing at all.

In the ancient realm of the Yun Empire, General Liang Zhen stood as a symbol of martial prowess and honor. His intellect and leadership led the empire to win many wars. But this wasn't done for the empire. Zhen did all this solely for his devotion to the emperor, Zhao Long. Yet the loyalty was repaid with malice when the emperor had Zhen's family killed in front of his eyes, believing the atrocious rumors created by the nobles that Zhen was planning treason. Stripped of his title, Zhen suffered further humiliation when instead of granting him a swift death the Zhao Long made him a concubine. Leaving him to be ridiculed in the harem. Under the emperor's neglect flames of revenge brew in Zhen's heart. Desire to crush the emperor and escape from his silken Chains drives him towards the path of destruction and revenge as he longs to forget all the memories of the time he spent with Zhao Long.

Typical college students, trying to finish their degree, desire to reach their goals and face their consequences. Two people believed hiding themselves will be the best, until they finally looked at each other. Yllana has only one goal : bring back the stolen treasure of their family. Ahtisa has only one goal : to reach freedom from her deceitful father. As they survey their fate, what will they find? (written in taglish)

"I regret writing Rosie" Jennie blinked, the revelation slightly shocking her. "People used to compliment me for getting back at my ex-whoever they thought it was. And I used to get so upset because we weren't just... that." Jennie let out a slow, understanding sigh. "I know." "I hate that I was only able to tell the ugly parts. That I never told the pretty." #1- Chaennie 06/02/2025 #1- Blackpink 13/02/2025

"I am at the spotlight, and she was among the waves of crowds clapping for me-but among them, her clap was the loudest, however I failed to noticed that her claps was so distant, always far from my hearing, but always there."

the type of romance fic i want 💅🏼🙏🏼 crossposted on ao3

Orm has always loved teasing Professor Lingling, making every encounter a mix of banter and playful remarks, but behind her smirk lies something deeper she refuses to admit. As they spend more time together, those little jokes slowly turn into moments of real connection, and Lingling begins to wonder if there's more to Orm than just mischief. Orm feelings she never expected start to grow, blurring the line between teacher and student but what if those playful teases were actually confessions in disguise?

💔 Unwanted Lisa Manoban was born into the richest and most powerful family in Thailand. Her father, Anurak Manoban, a Thai business tycoon, and her mother, Kim Soojin, a Korean heiress, built an empire that ruled every industry-oil, hotels, automobiles, entertainment, stocks, and beyond. Her elder sister, Chaeyoung Manoban, and elder brother, Bambam Manoban, were admired everywhere they went, treated like royalty. To the world, the Manoban family was untouchable. But to little Lisa, it was all empty. She would run with tiny feet to her father, pulling his hand: > "Dada... pway wif me, pwease..." And his cold voice would push her away: "Go away, Lisa. You are not important." She would tug at her sister's dress, eyes shining: > "Unnie... Lisa sit wif you?" But Chaeyoung would shove her off with disgust: "Don't call me unnie. You're not my sister." She would hug her toy and look at Bambam: > "Oppa... pway toy wif Lisa?" But he would glare and snap: "Don't bother me, Lisa. You mean nothing here." And her mother? She never even looked at her. Just silence. In a palace filled with gold, cars, and diamonds, Lisa had no love-no mama hugs, no dada kisses, no sister, no brother. Just loneliness. At night, clutching her small hands, she whispered to the sky: > "God... why nobody want Lisa? Why Lisa unwanted... even by her own famiwy?" And in this whole cruel world... did Lisa have anyone who truly wanted her in their life? ---

I was known as a spy now, murder even. I had once believed south korea could become my new home but alas it was just a dream. New york was hectic for me more than ever; hiroshi was just a small part of it. I was tired. Drained. But yet I threw myself into more dangerous works causing my personality and looks to change. People envied me and others loathed me. But I didn't care or rather just didn't have the time to worry about their words. Females surrounded me even more but none caught my attention like a certain one could. I truly thought everything had gone downhill for me until I got an offer I couldn't refuse. This is the second book of undercover and can not be read as a stand alone *gxg

"Let's leave it to me Just step by step Sorry that I'm quick on foot I'll walk your step I'm wondering now Where is your wings? Tremble lips and blurry eyes And your pink cheeks." Loving her is the best thing that I did.