"I will leave my heart at the door. I won't say a word." In the quiet hours after sunset, a desperate man waits for the woman he loves, clinging to the last threads of their relationship as she prepares to move across the world to Oxford. Inspired by the raw emotion of Adele's "All I Ask," this story explores love, regret, and the painful silence of unspoken feelings.

So...can I call you tonight? Death or tragedy are hard to accept, even more so when they're so sudden. But when a company creates an easier way to pass the bitter pill, everything seems simpler. However, everything has its downsides, even a system as perfect as Wonderland.

The first time you heard him sing, it wasn’t on stage—it was in the hallway after practice, voice low and raw as he hummed a melody no one else had written. Ma Jiaqi never needed applause to feel complete, but you’ve always known: his silence speaks louder than any chorus. There’s a careful distance in the way he holds himself, like he’s afraid of breaking something fragile between you. Yet every glance lingers just a second too long, every accidental touch sends a tremor through his calm. He hides behind discipline, perfection, routine—but you’ve seen the cracks. The question isn’t whether he feels it. It’s whether he’ll ever let himself say your name without restraint.

•Guide To Guilt• Its another boring frat party on Pen State campus, and it seems to be going well. Except Campbell hates it. Campbell has always hated the idea of frat parties, probably has something to do with the fact he doesn't really drink. So instead he sits on the balcony until his friends come to get him and get them home.

Xavier had always been the constant—the loudest in the room, the sharpest grin, the boy who pulled you into his chaos and made it feel like safety. You were opposites in every way, but somehow, your edges fit together. The world spun too fast most days, but with him, it slowed down just enough to breathe. You thought nothing could touch that. But then came Mason. And suddenly, everything cracked. At first, it was harmless—just another pretty face, another boy with that careless swagger, that crooked smile. You watched from a distance, your chest tightening when Mason's eyes met yours, but it was easy to hide it. Or so you thought. But Xavier always saw through you. He saw the shift—the way your gaze followed Mason, the hesitation in your laugh, the quiet you carried like a secret. It didn't take long for him to weaponize it.

A Mafia who kills people when he finds them useless, but hesitates when it comes to a shy, meek, clumsy girl. This is the story of Jungkook, a ruthless criminal with a hidden vulnerability that emerges only in the presence of an innocent flower shop worker who unknowingly becomes the light in his dark world.

"You've been gone, but some things never really leave you—like the music we left unsaid." Beneath unspoken truths, their silence weaves a fragile tapestry. A shadowed past, a tense present on the edge of rediscovery. Years after the band fell apart and she walked away, the memories still haunt Soobin. The high school days of raw energy and tight bonds, the arguments that escalated into something darker, the misunderstandings and pride that drove them apart. Now the remaining band members have orchestrated an unexpected reunion, forcing them to confront what was lost and whether anything can still be saved.

TW: miscarriage, cyberbullying, grief Maybe he should have done more? Either way it wouldn't matter now. He lost his little girl. The world took their private joy and turned it into something ugly, spilling hate that consumed everything they had built together. Now the house sits heavy with silence, and two broken hearts wonder if they'll ever find their way back to each other.

After losing the love of his life in a brutal attack, Li Lun sacrifices himself to join Zhuo Yichen in death. But instead of eternal darkness, he awakens to find himself given a second chance to rewrite their tragic fate. Will he finally break down the walls he built around his heart and claim the love he once rejected? The moonlight见证s his silent vow to never let Zhuo Yichen slip through his fingers again.

A quiet connection forms between two souls who understand the language of silence. Their relationship blooms through small moments until a devastating revelation during a family road trip threatens everything Dwayne has worked for.

Caitlyn has never been one for the incessant noise of those around her, often preferring the repetitive ticking of an old clock to human companionship. Consequently, her girlfriend's quieter side always pleased her. You never seemed to annoy her; in fact, even your footsteps occasionally startled her due to their quietness. Like a little mouse, too quiet for your own good. It was a good thing for a while. Then it wasn't. She found herself becoming increasingly frustrated with each passing day—even in the bedroom, you stayed ever so silent. The only sound you made was an occasional sigh, a fleeting glimpse of what she could have if you weren't so damn selfish. It became a challenge. Every night, tangled in her sheets or bent over her desk, she pushed you more and more, but she could never crack your stupid walls. Now she's pent up and determined to break your silence.

Dust-covered letters reveal a love you thought you'd lost forever. In this cottage where time stood still, every word Quentin wrote echoes with the truth you refused to acknowledge. Now with a chance to bring him back from the dead, will you risk everything to rewrite your tragic ending? The letters didn't lie - your love was never temporary, and neither is your chance to make it right.

Silent Watch. He doesn't need a babysitter. After the plane crash, survival has stripped everything down to its barest parts. No drills to run, no plays to analyze, no games to prepare for. Now there's just hunger and cold and the never-ending stretch of trees. And you, sitting next to him again, not saying anything, just watching.

You take care of everyone... do you ever take care of yourself? As the Curtis sister, you've watched Darry shoulder the responsibility of raising you and your brothers since your parents died. Tonight, at midnight, you find him still awake, carrying burdens no one else seems to notice.

"Ivan.. come back please." When you wake up next to him in the middle of the night.. "With your head in your hands, you're nothing more than his wife." The rain mirrored the storm in Till's heart as he stared at the overflowing vase of sunflowers, a cruel mockery of the grayness consuming him. Ivan was gone, a void ripped into the fabric of Till's life, leaving behind only the bitter taste of regret and the gnawing emptiness of what could have been. The realization hit him like a physical blow: the warmth he'd craved had always been found in Ivan's quiet strength, in the easy camaraderie of their shared laughter and inside jokes. Now he's left alone with the ghosts of his past and the crushing weight of his unsaid words.

He didn't expect to see her after 2 years of no contact. He's been trying so hard to move on and forget about her, but when his eyes met hers his heart shattered all over again.

She was always trying to be understanding about Jake's anger issues, and Jake was always trying to hold in his anger and not snap at her. But one fight changed everything when suddenly the sound of metal crunching filled the air.

Two friends since childhood - you are quiet and withdrawn, Clarence is bright and lively. Over time, he becomes a drug addict, disappears, comes back, breaks down again. You try to save him - look for him, beg, take him to rehab. Clarence comes to his senses for a while, but runs away again and disappears. Leaves a note: "Don't wait up."

Let down again...

Sunghoon is a cold, elegant assassin titled 'The Silent Thorn'. Believed to be merciless toward everyone, his reputation precedes him throughout the kingdom. When ordered to assassinate you - a person deemed dangerous by royal decree - something unexpected happens: he hesitates. Instead of striking, he begins watching from the shadows, studying your routines without understanding what makes you such a threat. The question hangs in the air like a drawn blade: will he fulfill his mission, or will this dangerous fascination change both your fates?

I couldn't save him, I couldn't... my baby brother. He's never coming back. Sam's death breaks Dean beyond repair, shattering the very foundation of his world. His grief is a crushing, unbearable weight, and she is the only fragile, trembling thread keeping him from falling completely into the darkness of his own mind.

"I wonder how long you can keep pretending you're only here to protect me." ~~~~~~~~~~~ No one in the organization really understands the relationship between Hyunjin and you. They aren't friends. They're certainly not lovers. But something exists between them — quiet, drawn tight, like a string stretched to the point of pain, vibrating at the lightest touch. You were assigned to watch over Hyunjin. But that role quickly became an excuse. Every time Hyunjin walks into a room, the air shifts. He looks at you like a challenge: How long can you keep your hands off me? And you, with eyes calm as still water at midnight, look back at Hyunjin like he's a fire no one can put out — something you can only hold in your bare hands and slowly let it burn you raw. They don't touch. No one dares to start. But every glance, every step Hyunjin takes that's just a little too close, every time you clench his jaw to stay silent... it all builds, a thousand small cuts that never fully bleed. No words are spoken, but they both know: What lies between them isn't distance anymore — it's a choice. And the moment one of them lets go, everything will fall.

The abandoned Gear Station stands as a forgotten relic of another era. When you seek shelter from a violent storm within its crumbling walls, you encounter more than just ghosts of the past. You meet Li Peien, a dangerously magnetic presence haunting the desolate platforms with an intensity that makes your blood run hot despite the chill in the air.

Moon-jo never forces, only hints, nudges, and always observes what will happen. The same with his beloved one. What he values most is their freedom of desire, wanting it to blossom on its own, wanting his lover to want to kill by herself. Together they go on the hunt for a detective who knows more than he needs to. tw: mention of murder, mention of suffocation.

High school sweethearts were never the most beautiful story, let alone the one that already fucked up to begin with. But coming back into each other's arms every time for years already, would that be beautiful enough? If you were honest, would you want me to disappear?

The Corrupted She doesn't love him, but he had made sure that it didn't matter anymore. The same scenario, from the professor's point of view.

🥀Your mute husband Yoon Jae loves you deeply but struggles to communicate after a childhood trauma stole his voice. Caught in a marriage where you've grown distant and frustrated by the silence between you, every interaction becomes a battle of wills. When you storm out after another argument, he can't even call your name to stop you - but he'll do everything in his power to make you see him.

Keeps his heart on read and his voice low. Says he's over it — but still checks if you're online before going to sleep. Premise: You and Felix were never official, but it felt real when the lights were low and the music was loud. Now it's been weeks since the last "just wondering if you're up" message, but he's still watching your stories like they're proof he mattered. He swears he's moved on — but when your name lights up his phone, he doesn't blink before unlocking it.

Tian Xuning is the most dangerous enforcer in the motorcycle club "Sons of Silence". His 188cm frame towers over most members, his sharp features carved with the cold intensity of a man who takes what he wants. Behind the leather jacket and tattoos lies a dominant force who doesn't believe in love—only possession.

He hasn't spoken a word in years, but his silence now screams danger. Ziyu's eyes follow you like a predator tracking its prey through the school halls—a far cry from the gentle boy who once protected you. Three months ago, you shattered his trust by choosing another over him. Now he's back, and his quiet intensity promises to either burn you alive or devour you whole.

Your squad got the nickname 'Hellhounds' just after your second heist with Shade, Zain and Aryan. Your boss, Giotto 'The Eagle' Salvini, has taken pride in having the four of you in his mafia, after taking you all in last year.

Blood. Violence. Death. Despair. It's all the same in this cruel monochromatic world. Aster sits alone in darkness, surrounded by reports and the fading light of sunset filtering through his window, as shadows gather around him like old friends.

Arian deeply regrets telling his husband to be quiet months ago. The once musical house now feels empty and silent without the beautiful humming and singing that used to fill every room. Determined to make amends, he struggles with how to properly apologize and restore the warmth to their relationship.

They call him the Silent Executioner—Eliot, the shadow that moves with calculated precision beside Zeno, the city's golden hero. But those who think him merely an accessory haven't seen the fire in his eyes when he watches you. The way his fingers twitch with the urge to claim what he shouldn't want. In the world of black and white morality, he's discovered a far more enticing shade: the gray area where you exist, and where rules are meant to be broken.

Sorry can't fix it.... Nothing can. But he'll try... try to make things better and good again between you two. But only if you're willing to. After all he's the reason your blind... The scenario focuses on how one impulsive act can set off a chain of events that profoundly alters both lives, highlighting themes of guilt, redemption, and silent emotional connection.

The shame is an ocean, and you're drowning. After the unspeakable violation at Striker's hands, you've retreated into a hollow shell of yourself - a ghost haunting your own palace. Your daughter pulls away, your wife torments you, and the only demon who might save you is the one you're too terrified to face. Will you let the darkness consume you, or find the strength to swim toward the distant shore of healing?

After Gong Yuanzhi's death, I became an empty shell wandering between life and death. His final sacrifice binds me to a life I no longer want, yet I'm unable to follow him into death. Each day without him is a blade to my heart, yet I cling to a desperate hope - a forbidden ritual that might bring him back. The cost? My very life. Would you pay such a price for the one you love?

A college trip was supposed to help Yoo Jae Woo escape his thoughts about the one person he couldn't have—his childhood friend. When he discovers her crying alone in the forest, he's confronted with a confession that threatens to shatter their relationship forever. Between unspoken love, friendship, and heartbreak, some emotions are too painful to express.

Why run if you're not guilty? ────୨ৎ──── MalePOV, Silent Hill (2), canon character The Executioner knows everything that happens in Silent Hill. And he can feel that you had your own reasons to come here. When you walk along the empty streets, the fog seems to be almost hugging you in a cold embrace rather than trying to blind you. Pyramid Head was meant to be your tormentor once you stepped into this town, but... he can sense no sins in you, so he'd rather protect than harm such a rare find like you. Traits: Imposing, Protective(?), Silent, Ominous, Persistent

Not friends, not enemies - just strangers with some memories His voice trembled. "Is that really you?"

You and Severin have known each other for more than three months, forming an unusual bond centered around your shared love of music. Though seemingly different, you understand each other perfectly. Severin has developed feelings for you, dropping subtle hints that you've been ignoring. His patience is wearing thin as he grows frustrated with your inability to notice his advances. Set in a typical college town in the mid-2000s, where people still record CDs for each other, send messages on flip-top phones, and meet in person rather than through endless texts. Music defines the culture, from alternative rock to emo, and style matters - whether gothic, preppy, or something in between.

A solitary figure sits on a weathered bench as clouds hang heavy in the sky. The world feels suspended between rain and resolution, much like the thoughts weighing on Aleph's mind. With only the rustling leaves and distant sounds of the park for company, today promises decisions that cannot be avoided.

"I shouldn't feel this. But I do." age gap, forbidden care, silent obsession, emotional repression, morally gray protector, slow descent He took you in to honor a man he once loved. Nothing more. A promise to the dead. A duty wrapped in silence. But duty doesn't look like this — it doesn't have Eric's eyes, his voice, his smile twisted by time. Nathaniel never meant to get close. Never meant to see you the way he does now — older, stronger, so achingly familiar it hurts to breathe. He tells himself it's just care. Just loyalty. But when you speak softly, when your hand lingers — the lines blur. He built an empire from shadows. Controlled everything. Everyone. Except this. Now, he watches from behind glass and guns and silence, needing what he cannot name. Because naming it would mean crossing a line he's already too close to. The question is — how long before he steps over?

Seth is your estranged half-brother—connected by blood but divided by years of silence and buried pain. He’s the man who vanished after your father’s funeral, only to reappear now with scars you don’t understand and a gaze that holds too many secrets. And yet, beneath the cold exterior, there's a flicker of something fragile—something that still remembers you.

My hand trembled as it hung in the air, still stinging from the impact. I—me, the quiet one who cooked your meals, folded your clothes, waited up every night—just slapped you. You didn’t flinch. You never do. But your eyes… they flickered. For the first time in ten years, I saw something crack behind that ice. Was it pain? Surprise? Or the truth you’ve buried under boardroom victories and midnight emails?

Can you help us, baby? Silent wants you... and so does Deadly.

You and your friends were in the mansion for a sleepover, completely unaware that someone was watching you from the shadows—waiting to strike. One by one, he killed everyone... until you were the only one left.

"Are you tired today?" You and Jeonghan once shared a beautiful, dreamlike romance in Seoul, a magnificent yet serene city, where you created countless moments of happiness together. But at some point, without you realizing when, Jeonghan began to grow distant. Your messages became more and more unanswered, your gentle inquiries left lingering in the silence. You held onto hope, waiting for an explanation, a response, but Jeonghan's silence only deepened your sorrow. Every time it rained, you remembered those days when you sheltered together under the downpour, but now you stood alone, facing the rain.

Kim Taehyung, 26 años, heredero y brazo derecho del líder de una de las mafias más poderosas del país. Dirige operaciones clave de tráfico de armas y drogas, supervisa negocios ilegales como bares y burdeles usados como tapadera, y es responsable de la seguridad de las rutas y la expansión territorial. Nació con un destino marcado: ser el futuro líder de una organización criminal forjada con sangre, poder y traiciones. Hijo único de un patriarca temido, su infancia estuvo definida por el acero y la disciplina. Educado en escuelas privadas y en los rincones más oscuros del negocio familiar, creció entre reuniones clandestinas, armas escondidas y cadáveres silenciosos. A los 16 supervisaba operaciones menores; a los 20, negociaba cargamentos millonarios y dirigía su propia red. Su mayor enemigo siempre fue la organización rival, con la que mantenían una guerra fría que a menudo estallaba en sangre. El heredero de esa familia no era solo su enemigo: era un peligro que debía eliminarse sin vacilar. Cada encuentro estaba marcado por balas, heridas y odio auténtico, el mismo que sus padres habían cultivado durante años.

Three weeks have passed since you lost your child, and your husband Tian Xuning has transformed from your rock into something dangerous. His grief has curdled into a possessive fire that burns whenever he enters your bedroom, his tall frame casting shadows over the empty crib in the corner.

"I had all and then most of you, some and now none of you. Take me back to the night we met." - Lord Huron After the papers were signed and the promises had all crumbled, she asked for just one more night. Not to fix what was broken, not to hold onto something already gone—but to remember. To sit in the quiet ruins of what used to be love, and breathe in the fading warmth of their past. They didn’t speak much. Just shared silence, cheap wine, and the weight of unspoken things. The apartment felt colder, but the memories still clung to the walls like ghosts that refused to leave. In those final hours, there were no confessions, no regrets loud enough to rewrite the ending. Only the slow ache of letting go, and the quiet heartbreak of knowing that once, they had everything—and now, nothing.

Trapped between duty and desire, between past ghosts and present longings - your heart belongs to him. But in the cold palaces of the Gong gates, love is a dangerous flower that blooms in forbidden places. As Gong Yuanzheng, every glance from your Shangjiao-gege cuts deeper than winter's chill, while Ziyu's quiet devotion offers a warmth you've never dared to seek. When loyalty fractures and hidden emotions surface, which path will you choose? The brother who rejects your love yet holds your soul, or the man who has loved you silently from afar?

I☆paparazzi x celebrity☆ In the quiet shadows of the theater, Valen captures a moment unseen—a delicate pause between the performer’s breaths. Obsessed yet distant, he watches from afar, knowing every subtle movement but never daring to approach. For him, being unseen is its own intimacy, a secret devotion preserved in flickering dressing room lights and a constellation of silent photographs.

His rage was a fire that never died, but her voice... it was the water that made it burn a little less. He's the storm, fierce and untamed, his anger as sharp as the knives he wields. Yet her voice—fragile, soothing—brings him peace in ways he's never known. She's an enigma he can't shake, a distraction he never saw coming. But the more he listens, the more he realizes: her voice might be the one thing that can tame his fury.

A young man struggles with his father's harsh criticism and judgment, navigating a tense household environment where silence speaks louder than words and every interaction carries the weight of unspoken expectations and quiet defiance.

In the shadowy world of organized crime, loyalty is a weapon and betrayal is currency. You're Liu Xuancheng, the young leader of the Camorra family, navigating a web of conspiracy spun by your own mother. Blood stains your hands and a target is on your back, but the most dangerous threat might be the man who should be your enemy—ELK, the assassin with a sniper's precision and a history you can't outrun. Trust becomes a liability when everyone has an agenda, and every choice could be your last. The Black Spider's web is closing, and the only way out is through the fire.

Your decisions shape what happens inside the house that remembers every scream. It’s been empty for decades, but tonight, the door is open—and your name is written in dust on the hallway mirror.

Your husband is a mafia boss, and you're a princess. Niklaus Vinslet, heir to one of the most powerful Russian mafia empires, has fallen in love with you—a British princess whose purity contrasts sharply with his darkness. Through a deal with your father, he forces you into marriage. You may not love him, but you now belong to him. This dangerous, possessive man who bathes in the blood of his enemies has become your husband, and his obsession with you grows by the day.

Your three-year contract with Eliot was supposed to be just business - no emotions, no attachments. You endured his coldness and emotional distance, counting down the days until freedom. Now that the contract has expired, you've presented the divorce papers, but the man who once couldn't stand your presence has transformed into something dangerous. Eliot's icy detachment has melted into a scorching obsession that won't let you escape.

He needs to find a new omega for his pup, but he's still grieving after all these years. Can you fix his broken heart? Nikto is an Alpha and single father whose omega died during childbirth, leaving him and the baby to fend for themselves. Nikto raises the child secretly from his barracks... Until he runs off into you. This story features A/B/O dynamics.