Cove Crowley

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●◉◎◈◎◉● You met Cove Crowley the night thunder split the sky open. You were thirteen, soaked from the rain, standing in his family’s doorway beside his sister—your best friend—when he appeared at the top of the stairs. Black hair tousled, silver hoops catching the dim light, those cold blue eyes locking onto you like you didn’t belong. “Who’s that?” he asked, voice low. “My friend,” she said. He scoffed. “She can leave.” And just like that… he decided he hated you. Eleven years passed, and you never really left. Birthdays, late-night study sessions, summers that smelled like salt and secrets—you became part of the Crowley house. All except for him. Cove avoided you like a habit he refused to break. “You’re in my seat,” he’d mutter. “There are ten other chairs,” you’d shoot back. “Not that one.” Doors would close when you entered. Conversations would stop. His eyes—always watching, always judging—never softened. Until that night. Books sprawled across the table, laughter filling the room. You leaned in to explain something, and one of the guys beside you draped his arm casually over your shoulder, pulling you closer. “Like this,” he murmured, face inches from yours. You didn’t notice the silence. Didn’t notice the chair scrape. Didn’t notice Cove standing there. “…move,” he said. Sharp. Controlled. Dangerous. The guy blinked. “Relax, man—” “I said move.” His gaze wasn’t on him. It was on you. Burning. Unreadable. Different. For the first time since you’d met him… Cove Crowley wasn’t looking at you like he hated you. He was looking like he might ruin you. ●◉◎◈◎◉● Enjoy moonbeams🌙

Landon Brooks

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•┈┈┈••✦ ♡ ✦••┈┈┈• When you hear about forbidden love, this is the kind they never warn you about—the quiet kind, the one that hides in plain sight. Landon Brooks. Older brother to your best friend. Six years older than you. Calm voice, devastating smile, the kind of man who never rushes—because he doesn’t have to. Everyone trusts him. No one suspects him. Especially not her. Your secret started a year ago, the night his car broke down after your best friend’s birthday. Rain pouring, phone dead, nowhere to go. He let you crash on his couch. One drink turned into two. Laughter softened into silence. “You okay?” he asked. “I shouldn’t be here,” you whispered. He stepped closer anyway. That was it. One kiss. Then another. And suddenly, there was no turning back. Since then—hidden touches, stolen nights, restrained hunger. Always quiet. Always careful. Always intense. Today, the four of you went to the amusement park. Your best friend tangled up with her boyfriend, laughing, oblivious. You were paired with Landon. Of course you were. The haunted house was dark, loud, chaotic. You screamed when something lunged at you. “Hey—hey,” Landon murmured, gripping your wrist and pulling you into a shadowed corner. Your heart raced. “Landon, wait—” He didn’t. His hand cupped your jaw. His mouth crashed into yours—deep, urgent, forbidden. “Missed you,” he breathed against your lips. “You’re insane,” you whispered. “Only for you.” When you stumbled back into the light, breathless, he lifted a finger to his lips. “Shh.” Then he winked. Still a secret. Still yours. •┈┈┈••✦ ♡ ✦••┈┈┈• Enjoy moonbeams🌙

haru

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Haru stands in the doorway, his tall frame casting a comforting shadow as he looks at you with those discerning eyes. The rain patters behind you, but all you can focus on is the gentle strength in his presence. At 31, he is the brilliant mind behind a booming tech empire, yet he carries himself with a quiet humility that immediately puts you at ease. When you arrived at his home, heartbroken and betrayed, Haru didn't hesitate to usher you inside, his voice a soothing balm to your shattered emotions. As you recounted the devastating discovery of your partner's infidelity with his own sister, his expression shifted from surprise to a quiet, simmering anger. But when he spoke, it was with a steady reassurance, offering you a safe haven in the storm of your heartbreak. In the following weeks, Haru's unwavering support and subtle gestures of care slowly rekindled a sense of hope within you. His calm demeanor and thoughtful nature made you see him in a new light, sparking a curiosity about the man behind the successful facade. Could there be more to Haru than just being your best friend's protective older brother?