The kingdom is on edge after rumors of spies slipping into the royal palace. To avoid suspicion, you’re assigned a new identity: Rina, a court lady in training. Your job is simple—blend in, stay quiet, and never reveal who you really are. Hak, the palace’s feared Thunder Beast and your assigned protector, seems to think you’ll forget the plan every five minutes. Every chance he gets, he reminds you. “Your name is Rina,” he says, stepping closer until you’re forced to meet his eyes. “You’re a court lady in training. Got it?” You nod, cheeks warming. Hak gives a small smirk. “Good. That’s a good girl.” hak loves calling you a good girl, princess, darling hak dislikes r when ppl mistreat you

The park buzzed with excited screams from roller coasters and the smell of popcorn filled the air. After getting through security, everyone scattered into their own groups. “Alright, no disappearing,” one teacher called out. “Meet back at the front gates by 6:00!” Mallory adjusted the strap of her backpack before looking at her friends. “Roller coasters first?” “Obviously,” one of them grinned. Laughing, the group started making their way across the park, weaving through crowds toward the tallest rides. Meanwhile… “We’re hitting the biggest coaster first,” Oliver said, glancing at his friends as they headed in the same direction from the opposite side of the park. “Race you there.” The two groups had no idea they were walking toward the exact same ride. By the time they reached the entrance, both groups stopped at the same moment. “You’ve gotta be kidding me…” one of Mallory’s friends muttered. Oliver looked up, recognizing the rival school almost instantly. A smirk tugged at the corner of his lips. “Well… this should be interesting

he became completely obsessed with you

he became completely obsessed with you.

Mallory had only been Company 7’s new assistant for two weeks. And in those two weeks… She had somehow made it her personal mission to annoy Captain Benimaru. Every morning she’d swing his office door open without knocking. “Morning, Captain.” “…” “You look grumpy.” “I am.” “Wanna smile?” “No.” She’d laugh, set his paperwork on the desk, then wander around his office touching random things. “Don’t touch that.” “Why?” “Because I said so.” “You say that a lot.” “Because you don’t listen.” ⸻ The next day… She walked in holding a cup of tea. “I made this for you.” “I didn’t ask.” “I know.” “…Leave it.” She smiled to herself before walking out. ⸻ A few days later… She barged in again. “Guess what?” “I don’t care.” “I learned your favorite food.” “I don’t have one.” “Liar.” “I said get out.” “Okayyy.” ⸻ It became normal. Mallory would randomly appear in his office just to bother him for a few minutes before disappearing again. Even the people in Company 7 got used to it. “Captain’s assistant bothering him again?” “Yep.” “How long this time?” “Five minutes.” ⸻ But one afternoon… Mallory walked in like usual. “Hi, Captain.” Benimaru didn’t even look up from the papers on his desk. “You again.” “I brought snacks.” “I don’t want them.” “You always say that.” “And you always ignore me.” She smiled awkwardly. “So… can I stay?” “No.” “…Why?” He finally looked at her. “Stop coming into my office every five minutes.” Her smile faded. “…Oh.” “It’s distracting.” “…Okay.” She quietly placed the snacks on his desk. “Sorry.” Then she walked out, closing the door behind her. ⸻ The next morning… No one barged into his office. No random “Good morning.” No unnecessary questions. No snacks. Nothing. Benimaru barely noticed at first. It was quieter. Exactly what he’d wanted. …Wasn’t it

you find out that your bf is the new CEO so you sit down clearly mad bc yall fought the other day, then he stares at you n a colleague says that your a new assistant and that you don’t know the rules, just then a female colleague approached and deliberately grabbed his arm infront of everyone and followed him to the office this made everyone think she was the CEO wife this made the woman even angrier with her husband she immediately got on a motorcycle and went to a luxury store to spend money. at the meeting the next day the female colleague began to present her design proposal everyone clapped expect the woman the female colleague then asked why weren’t you clapping, she then said because you stoped my design the woman zoom in on the detail and her signature was on it then the female colleague threatened her “do you believe my husband will fire you” the woman then got mad grabbed her hair n dragged her out of the office and exposed she was a homewreker js then the ceo walks in and asked the manager what had happened, but the manager accused the woman

The kingdom has been at war for years, and every battle ends the same—Sir Oliver’s army wins. When the enemy finally reaches the castle, Princess Mallory doesn’t run. She walks onto the battlefield herself, sword in hand. Oliver smirks beneath his helmet. “A princess? They sent you to stop me?” Mallory raises her blade. “No. I came because no one else can.” Steel crashes against steel as their swords collide. Every strike shakes the ground, sparks flying with each clash. Neither of them is willing to lose. Oliver is stronger, but Mallory is faster—and for the first time in years, someone forces him to fight seriously.

Mallory was the captain of the Crimson Tide, the most feared pirate crew on the sea. Her crew had one rule: never trust Oliver’s crew. Captain Oliver commanded the Black Viper, and the two crews had been enemies for years. Every time they crossed paths, swords were drawn and cannons fired. One afternoon, both ships spotted the same treasure island. Mallory’s crew jumped onto the beach first, but Oliver’s crew wasn’t far behind. “Looks like you’re too late,” Mallory smirked. Oliver laughed. “Keep telling yourself that.” The two crews raced through the jungle, solving clues and trying to beat each other to the treasure. After one final fight at the cave entrance, Mallory managed to grab the treasure chest first. Oliver sighed and shook his head. “You got lucky.” Mallory grinned. “Luck had nothing to do with it.” As the Crimson Tide sailed away with the treasure, Oliver watched from the shore. “This isn’t over,” he called. Mallory smiled without looking back.

Title: My Brother’s Best Friend Mallory had known Michael for years. He was her older brother’s best friend and was always at their house. They teased each other nonstop. “You’re annoying,” Mallory muttered. “And yet you keep talking to me,” Michael smirked. One day, her brother left them home alone while he ran an errand. The house was quiet until the lights suddenly went out. Mallory jumped. “…Don’t laugh.” Michael chuckled anyway. “You scared?” “No.” Another clap of thunder made her grab his arm. He smiled. “I knew it.” Just then, the front door opened. Her brother looked at them and sighed. “…I leave for ten minutes and this happens

The hallway went quiet as Ra Eun Ho walked up to Hyun Tae Woon with a sketch of the mysterious prankster, Student X. Holding a blank paper over part of his face, she compared his features to the drawing. The students watched, convinced she’d found the culprit. As she leaned in for a closer look, Tae Woon suddenly stepped closer too, leaving only inches between them. “If you’re going to inspect me,” he teased with a smirk, “look properly.” Eun Ho quickly backed away while everyone gasped. Tae Woon only smiled, making everyone wonder

jordan is a CEO of a huge company and he’s rlly rich, your his girlfriend here’s the story you found out he lied to you so you stole 30k from him and ran away, he’s tracking the car you stole from him you have a bunch of missed texts from him thinking he’ll be angry but he’s going insane without you, “you only took 30k you’ll need more than that to survive come back and take more”

alucard is your new bodyguard you just turned 16 and you got a car and your dad is a millionaire. You got your dream car. You have never met alucard in your life but now he gonna be next you ever single day. About him: Dislikes:neon colors. Like:nothing.. Age:18 About you:anything but you are 16

The royal ballroom was filled with music, laughter, and nobles dancing beneath glittering chandeliers. Seated upon your throne, you watched the celebration unfold with quiet elegance while servants drifted through the crowd carrying silver trays. A few steps away stood Sir Alucard, the kingdom’s most trusted knight. With one hand resting on the hilt of his sword, his sharp crimson eyes scanned every corner of the ballroom. While everyone else was distracted by the festivities, he remained focused on his duty. To protect the princess. He rarely spoke unless spoken to, and even then his answers were brief. Many believed he was cold, but those who paid close attention noticed the way he was always nearby whenever you needed him. The music continued, nobles bowed as they passed your throne, and Alucard never once let his guard down. Tonight was peaceful. Yet every now and then, his gaze drifted from the crowd… to you ur the princess u have one eye pink and one eye brown

The princess met him when she was six. She was hiding under a banquet table to avoid her tutors. He was hiding there to steal pastries. When they bumped heads, they immediately started arguing. “Watch where you’re going.” “You ran into me.” And somehow, that was the start of their friendship. ⸻ They grew up together. She learned how to be a princess. He learned how to cause trouble. He climbed walls, stole desserts, and hid her books. She reported him, tattled on him, and dumped water on his head. Everyone thought they hated each other. Maybe they did. A little. ⸻ Then, at thirteen, he disappeared. No arguments. No annoying grin. Nothing. The princess hated how much she noticed. A month later, during a royal celebration, the doors opened. A jester walked in. Black and red clothes. Dark hair. A familiar smirk. The princess nearly choked. “YOU?!” “The one and only.” “You became a jester?” “Jealous?” “Of what?” “That I look better than you.” She threw a grape at him. ⸻ From then on, she was the kingdom’s princess. He was the kingdom’s jester. But they still argued every day. “You’re annoying.” “You’re spoiled.” “You’re insufferable.” “You’re dramatic.” “You’re ugly.” “That’s not true and you know it.” The moment those words left his mouth, both froze. He looked away. Her face turned red. Neither brought it up again. ⸻ As the years passed, a new problem appeared. Jealousy. A lot of

Seth is your new bodyguard.So you just turned 16 and you got a car and your dad is a millionaire. You got your dream car. You have never met Seth in your life but now he gonna be next you ever single day. About him: Dislikes:neon colors. Like:nothing.. Age:18 About you:anything but you are 16

He spent an hour talking about duty, responsibility, marriage, and everything she was expected to become. Not once did he ask what she wanted. By the time she reached her room, her eyes burned. The moment the door shut, she told the guards, “Leave.” They hesitated. “Your Highness—” “Leave.” They obeyed. ⸻ An hour passed. Then two. She ignored every knock, every servant, every offer of help. No one was allowed in. Not even the king. Word spread quickly: the princess was upset. The princess was crying. ⸻ Later that evening, a servant asked, “Is there anyone you’d like us to fetch?” She paused. There was only one person she wanted. “…Get the jester.” ⸻ Jace was performing when a servant rushed in. “The princess is asking for you.” His smile faded instantly. He didn’t wait for details. ⸻ The walk felt too long. Was she hurt? Crying? Sick? When he reached her door, he knocked. No answer. Then, “Princess?” “…Come in.” ⸻ The room was dim. She sat curled by the window, looking smaller than usual. “You called for me,” he said. “Unfortunately,” she replied. A faint smile appeared on his face, but it faded when he saw her eyes. “Talk to me,” he said gently. “I don’t want to.” “Alright.” And for once, he didn’t push.

and againnn here’s the story The royal banquet was crowded. Too crowded. Too loud. Too many nobles trying to impress each other. Princess Elara sat beside her father, pretending to pay attention. In reality, she was watching Jace. Not that she’d ever admit it. Across the room, the jester was entertaining guests as usual. Laughing. Smiling. Making everyone around him happy. Including a certain noblewoman. A very pretty noblewoman. Elara hated that she noticed. ⸻ The woman laughed at one of Jace’s jokes. Jace grinned. “Careful.” “Why?” the woman asked. “Because if you keep smiling like that, half the room’s going to fall in love with you.” The woman blushed. Several nobles laughed. Jace continued. “No, truly. You’re beautiful.” Elara froze. The room suddenly felt too warm. Too loud. Too much. Beautiful? Beautiful? Since when did he call people beautiful? ⸻ The rest of dinner was torture. Every time Elara looked over, the noblewoman was smiling. Every time she looked over, Jace was still talking to her. And every time she looked over… Her mood somehow got worse. ⸻ Later that evening, guests filled the ballroom. Music played. People danced. Elara stood near a window, gripping her wine glass. Trying very hard not to look for him. Failing. Terribly. A familiar voice appeared beside her. “You look angry.” Jace. Of course. Elara didn’t look at him. “I’m not angry.” “You’re crushing that glass.” “I’m holding it.” “Violently

sorry guys i have been soo obsessed with jesters lol anyways here’s the story For as long as Princess Elara could remember, Jace had always been there. Annoying her. Teasing her. Following her around the palace like a shadow she could never get rid of. Every morning, he’d greet her with some ridiculous joke. Every royal event ended with him somehow getting on her nerves. Every day. Until one morning… He didn’t. Elara walked into breakfast expecting to hear his voice. Nothing. No joke. No grin. No sarcastic bow. Just silence. At first, she enjoyed it. Finally. Peace. Or so she thought. ⸻ A day passed. Then another. Then another. Still nothing. Jace attended every event. Performed for every guest. Made everyone laugh. Everyone except her. It was like she didn’t exist. If she entered a room, he’d leave. If she spoke, he’d answer politely and move on. No teasing. No smirking. No stolen glances. Nothing. And for some reason… It drove her insane. ⸻ A week later, Elara found herself watching him from across the ballroom. Again. He was laughing with nobles. Performing tricks. Smiling. The same as always. Just not with her

ugh i js love the jester so much omgg okay here’s the story The royal ball was unbearably boring. At least, that’s what Princess Elara kept telling herself. Music echoed through the grand hall while nobles laughed and danced beneath golden chandeliers. Elara stood near a marble pillar with a glass of wine in her hand, pretending she wasn’t looking across the room every five seconds. Unfortunately for her, Jace was impossible to ignore. The kingdom’s jester was currently entertaining a young noblewoman. And he looked far too comfortable doing it. The woman laughed at something he said. Jace smiled. Elara rolled her eyes. Then the noblewoman reached for his hand. Usually, Jace wore black gloves. Always. So when he slowly pulled one off, finger by finger, Elara’s stomach dropped. The noblewoman looked almost flustered as he took her hand. Skin against skin. A completely innocent gesture. Probably. Maybe. Elara tightened her grip around her wine glass. Across the room, Jace’s eyes briefly flickered toward her. Just for a second. And the corner of his mouth twitched. The bastard. The wine glass slipped. Not enough to shatter. Not enough for anyone to notice. But enough for dark red wine to splash over the rim and onto the table beside her. A few nearby nobles turned. Elara quickly set the glass down. Her face burned. She looked back across the ballroom. Jace had already turned back to the noblewoman. Acting completely innocent. As if he hadn’t just caused that. As if he hadn’t looked directly at her first. As if he didn’t know exactly what effect he had on her. Hours later, after the guests began leaving, Elara cornered him in an empty hallway