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Hey, lovely readers Welcome to The soundtrack of us, a story that’s been quietly growing in my heart for a while now. It’s about two souls who meet in the most unexpected way—a world-famous singer drowning in noise, and a quiet girl from a quiet town who doesn’t want anything from him… This isn’t your squeaky-clean fangirl fantasy. Oh no. This is a slow, lingering burn. A connection so raw, it slips under your skin before you know it. Their messages? Feel like confessions. Their silence? Feels like tension. Their friendship? Let’s just say it’s not going to stay just that for long. So buckle up, hold your breath, and don’t blame me if you start smiling at your phone like a fool Let me know how deep the butterflies hit - Vera Roy

Corey and Matt were the weirdest couple AJ had ever known. They were extremely close to each other and seemed to share an almost mystical chemistry, but there was something in the younger one that didn’t fit the picture. AJ is good at reading people, but this pair were a tough nut to crack. Matt is a happy-go-lucky guy who doesn’t seem to have a care in the world, but who turns into an intimidating protector when it comes to Corey. On the other hand, the little one looks like a fragile scaredy cat who wouldn’t hurt a fly, but with a fire in his eyes that is hard to explain. His interest increases the more he gets to know about the two guys. The more he finds out, the more he wants to know. Misunderstandings, severe traumas and dark secrets become his daily dose and soon he’s no longer able to pull away from them. He has to know more. ---------------------------------- Slowburn gay romance about family and friendship loyalties when love gets involved.

On our wedding day, just as the priest prompted us to exchange rings, Silas, my groom, spoke up. "Actually, Juliana and I are already together." I froze, my shock plain on my face, but he didn’t even flinch. He said it as casually as if he were talking about the weather. "Last month, while you were in that emergency surgery, we slept together. In the on-call lounge, right next to your office." "She couldn't help but cry out, and you thought one of the nurses was sick. You were worried about her for days." "Later, when she stood beside you, her legs were still shaking." In that instant, my blood ran cold. I turned my head, the movement stiff and mechanical, to find my sister in the crowd below. She was beaming. She held up her bouquet, cheering my name. Just an hour ago, she’d been on her knees, tearfully adjusting the train of my dress and telling me I had to be the happiest woman alive. "Even moments ago, while you were in the bridal suite getting your makeup done, she was in my lap." "She was so worked up, her nails dug into my back and drew blood." He said all this casually, his eyes fixed on the ring in his hand—the one he was supposed to put on my finger. "Cora Valerius," he said, "now you know." "Whether we get married or not is up to you." ...

For Sagara Kalandra, South Jakarta isn't just about Senopati's traffic jams or the packed cafes in Blok M—it’s where he’s building his whole dream: running his family resto, making food content, and being the frontman/main vocalist of Polaris Youth. It's an indie band he started with his three high school day ones, Yoga, Harsa, and Naren, along with their three favorite younger brothers, Javin, Tata, and JK. Saga's life felt perfectly on track, packed with music, brainrot humor, and the hectic vibe of the big city. Until fate literally brought back someone from his past: Kinara Nareswari. Nara was the Kalandra family’s childhood neighbor who suddenly ghosted everyone and moved away. Now, Nara is back in the capital working as a financial consultant and a part-time model. Thanks to Javin’s plug, Nara gets hired to sort out the financial management of Saga’s restaurant. That accidental reunion completely messes with Saga's rhythm. Nara’s mature, perfectionist, yet totally chill and down-to-earth vibe gets her instantly locked into the circle, making her the only girl in the Polaris Youth squad. To JK, Nara is the older sister he can always baby around with. To the rest of the Polaris Youth boys, Nara is the most honest and cheerful listener and music critic. But for Saga, Nara’s presence triggers those sparks that had been buried for over a decade. Between late-night talks after practice, the smell of coffee, and the indie pop-rock melodies they scream out, Saga has to sort out his feelings. Did Nara come back just to fix his resto's business, or is she actually here to be the missing piece to the soundtrack of their youth?

"aku udah sayang sama kamu, jauh sebelum kita deket seperti sekarang" dengan yakin tommy berdiri dihadapan kinara saat ini

Love between a young man and a young woman in stages of life that passes through sadness, romance, and interesting events

This is a one chapter short story, but I'll appreciate it if you read. Only the names and title are non fiction

You wanna know me? It's gonna take some time. But I guarantee you, it's not your typical story.

A genocide. A sacrifice. A lone survivor. Can our main character break the norm and escape the painful thoughts of revenge? Or will his fuel for vengeance take over?

Sophie Wexler transmigrated into a novel about The Galaxy, becoming the vicious, F-rank Healer-class cannon fodder. The original owner constantly caused trouble and made things difficult for the female lead, earning her the hatred of the entire internet. Upon transmigrating and seeing that everything had been ruined by the original owner, Sophie's only thought was: "What kind of nightmare start is this?!" To escape the original owner's fate, Sophie Wexler worked diligently, conducted herself conscientiously, stayed away from the male and female leads, compensated the soldiers harmed by the original owner, and strove to be a model citizen of The Galaxy, absolutely refusing to be the cannon fodder 'offed' by the Imperial Marshal! Broke and powerless, Sophie also had to support a man who'd been innocently dragged into the original owner's mess. She had no choice but to hustle. She started live streaming, became a masked singer, and held concerts. At first, netizens were scornful: 【Tsk, how good can she possibly sound?】 Later, the netizens were forced to eat their words. 【Damn, that's so good I'm on my knees!】 【What the hell, the violent episode of my Disorder Period has actually been soothed?!】 【The toxins in my Spiritual Sea have actually been eliminated!】 Her live streams went viral, the masked singer became a huge sensation, and tickets for her concerts were snapped up across The Galaxy. Sophie was content, thinking, "This time, I must have finally escaped the original owner's fate, right?" But what do you know, the man I've been doting on and supporting is actually the Imperial Marshal?! --- One day, Yancey Forrest came home to find that the boisterous person who was always claiming to be good to him was gone. His eyes darkened. Provoke me and then think you can leave? After catching her, Yancey traced his fingertips along Sophie's neck, smiling gently. "Why run?" Sophie trembled. "You... you're the Imperial Marshal?" His identity exposed, Yancey Forrest took her hand and slowly placed it on his own neck ring. "You know I won't kill you, don't you?"