picture book bedtime stories

(MATURE CONTENT) Threesome arc? - Right here A weak, adorable, and low self-esteemed MC with an awful past, a trauma breaking him down every second and controling his life, just before he meets his 'suns', and later gains confidence and starts loving himself again arc? - Right here. Yeah, you read that right. Twin brothers who radiate like the sun and are very possessive of the MC, putting his happiness above everything arc? Gosh, look no further, you're in the right place. This story is just for you, so open it and read to your heart's content. ****** Synopsis I was just a no-name photographer who was trying hard to make a living, but then I got tangled with 'them'. My life, as it was, had always been nothing but a nightmare, living a cursed life that wasn't fit to be called a life. I had no chances with love, connections, or anything. Nothing! And after drawing my last straw, trying to make a final effort that would maybe lead me somewhere other than dirt, I met them again. They - the twins - were my childhood friends whose lives I had ruined with my presence, and I was scared to ruin it a second time, so I tried to stay away from them but... They had other plans. 'When angels dream.' That was what I called the picture. The beautiful portrait was filled with serenity as that blond Italian man gazed into the distance and was showered with the soft petals of cherry blossom. The beautiful picture I had 'stolen'. Yeah, that's the word. I stole it because I didn't ask for permission first. But this is how it unfolded. At first, I took the picture without asking because I was so mesmerized by the scenery, and completely breathtaking, but then I got caught but it wasn't by the same man. They looked alike and wore the same clothes but I could tell right away that he wasn't him. Nevertheless, I apologized. "I'm deeply sorry." I said but then, the man whom I had stolen a picture from walked up behind me and said, "To think such a day would come." I turned around and blinked, looking at the man in front of me and then at the one behind me. They were identical twins. And not only that ... My heart shook... They looked like the twins I had known back then. "What's the matter?" The one in front asked with a bright smile that I was so compelled to take a picture of him and I did. He blinked at my confused expression and then burst out laughing. A sweet and cheerful laugh that made me blush. he looked really handsome. They both did, with their blonde hair which shone like gold with the suns radiation and a charming smile. I found my heart racing at the mere sight of that smile and almost forgot the situation I was in. "I see you haven't changed at all." He suddenly said, swiped my hair back and added, softly, "Hyung." My eyes widened. These two... It couldn't be... They weren't the twins, right? The twins that I knew. They... How did this happen? I just wanted a picture, that's all. ****** Thank you all for diving into this story. Note, the smut doesn't officially start right away till the later chapters but I didn't leave the readers without some sweet candies either, so along the line, there were a bunch of 'actions' between MC and the twins, huhu. His denial knew no bound but his body still won in the end, haha. Anyway, if you find waiting for updates too long, and you haven't checked out my other books, please do. There's also a threesome arc in the first one below. And it's completed too. What a score! 1) Alpha, Alpha, Beta? I transmigrated into an Omegaverse as a boy? [Completed] Check out the continuation of number one, It's the next generation, that is, their kids 2) To Byul (Omegaverse) [Ongoing ]

Devil’s Bedtime Stories An Anthology of One-Shot Horror Tales > “Not all stories are meant to be told at night. Some were never meant to be told at all…” Behind every nightmare lies a truth that someone tried to bury. In this collection of twisted horror one-shots, each volume opens the door to a different darkness— where hotel rooms rewrite your soul, shadows remember your name, and monsters don’t hide under your bed... they tuck you in. From cursed lakes and haunted towns to devils disguised as bedtime storytellers, every tale in this anthology is a slow, inescapable descent into madness, dread, and the chilling possibility that you were never alone to begin with. Once you open this book, you're already part of the story. And the Devil never forgets his readers. This is not a book for sleep. This is a book for those who want to know what's waiting in the dark... For those who are ready to stop pretending the whisper under their bed was the wind. For those who understand: > Once you start reading… you can’t unread what follows. --- SERIES FORMAT: Each Volume = One Complete Horror Story Every Release = A New Devil’s Bedtime Tale No Endings Are Safe. No Truth Is Entirely Buried. Every Story Is a Doorway You Choose to Open. --- > “Once you read it, it knows you. Once you dream it, it never leaves.”

Cho Bong Cha is a girl with a not so perfect life. But she doesn't know how many hidden family secrets that surround her life and how it's deeply intertwinned with her 'love life'. Will she be able to make the right choices, and keep everything and everyone in check? Or will she mess up just like her mother did?

A picture of you Sometimes, a single moment is all it takes to change everything. When Jace photographs Amy, he doesn’t just capture an image, he captures a spark of something beautiful and unexpected. Their friendship blossoms into a connection full of laughter, kindness, and quiet joy, even as life throws its challenges their way. Though their journey includes moments of loss and heartache, Amy’s story remains a beacon of hope, reminding everyone that the brightest light often shines through the smallest moments. Together, they show how love and memory can brighten even the darkest days, inspiring others to find beauty and courage in their own lives.

Vikram Singh Rathore is very good looking, arrogant and perfectionist. He is a cardiologist. But his own heart starts giving trouble to him, once he meets the new intern dietician... Sandhya Rajput. Sandhya Rajput is an extremely beautiful girl. She joins the new hospital as an intern but is shocked to see that she has to assist none other than Dr. Devil... She is kind, caring and friendly... with every one, but Vikram..... .

St. Venille High welcomes its students to a new school year. At sa taong ito, binuksang muli ng paaralan ang ika-anim na seksyon ng fourth year high school na pinaniniwalang sinumpa. Rumor has it all that the former students of this class died. Ngunit bukod sa misteryong bumabalot sa klaseng ito, binubuo rin ito sa kasalukuyan ng mga estudyanteng may samu't-saring personalidad at lihim na pilit itinatago. What secrets will the students uncover? Is anybody safe in this class? What will you do if you can only choose to kill, or get killed? Original story by: fakedreality

A Shawn lovestory. What d'you expect? Cameroon Chesterfield, a shy tom boy girl. She is a living contradiction, but finds comfort within the art of photography. All until Shawn flipping Mendes happened. Cameroon not only falls victim to his charm, but also thirsts for his attention and comfort. All from a man she knew existed. But loving a public figure comes with more drama and heartbreak than expected.

The Picture of Dorian Gray by OSCAR WILDE

Si Jaylen ay tinatawag nilang 'Bad Boy' at 'Fuckboy'. Gwapo, Habulin, masama ang ugali pag di ka nya gusto, at MAHANGIN. Si Angel naman ay Mabait, Masipag, Matalino, Humble, At higit sa lahat ay sobrang ganda. May gusto sya kay Jaylen pero may itinagong dahilan. Ano ang mangyayari sa kanilang dalawa? May nararamdaman din ba si Jaylen sa kanya? O hanggang doon nalang ang estado nila?

Shen Yi, stage name Weilong, was a legendary actor whose fame swept across the globe in the 1970s. Yet after a mysterious disappearance, he vanished from public memory—as if he had never existed at all. One day, Rong Qian stumbled upon an old photograph taken more than thirty years ago. In it, she stood beside Shen Yi. The baffling discovery set her on a journey through time, leaping across decades in an attempt to save him. To Rong Qian, each crossing spanned only a few days. But for Shen Yi, every reunion required years of waiting. And so, in the long, silent stretch of time between their meetings, the elegant and composed Mr. Shen—graceful in public—would sit alone, propping his chin on his hand, counting the days on his fingers. With a wistful sigh, he would murmur, “Ah… harder than a long-distance love, is a love divided by time. My dear A-Qian, I miss you so much…”