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Justice Served over Takeout

Justice Served over Takeout

Campus food deliveries vanished so often that no one even commented anymore. Then it happened to me again and again. I never identified the thief, but by New Year's Eve I was finished with being an easy mark. I set out a bowl of soup as bait and soaked it with water wrung from an old bathroom mop. I meant to make whoever stole it regret touching my food. A week later, the police did not come for the thief. They came for me. The counselor slid a penalty notice across his desk—600 dollars for food costs and medical fees, due next week. The person who ate my food had been hospitalized for "poisoning." The school was already discussing a major demerit, the cancellation of my first-class scholarship, and the loss of my needs-based stipend. That stipend was the money keeping my sick mother alive. They planned to pin everything on me, shield the real culprit, and bury me under paperwork. Unfortunately for them, they chose the wrong target. I was the law department's resident argument addict, and I intended to turn their dirty little mediation into a public collapse.
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It's Over Between Us, Dr. Frank

It's Over Between Us, Dr. Frank

Tony finally realized I had stopped telling him everything. When the company assigned me to a business trip, I signed the papers immediately without consulting him. When my best friend invited couples to her wedding, I attended alone and gave her a nice wedding gift. Even when I fell ill and needed surgery, I booked the appointment without his consent. As a doctor, Tony frowned when he found out about the surgery. "Why didn't you tell me you were sick? Give me your medical records, I'll arrange everything for you." Without a second thought, I replied, "No need. I can handle it myself, I don't want to trouble you. Thank you." The moment the words left my mouth, both of us froze. Less than a month ago... I was completely dependent on him. Back then, I couldn't even choose an outfit for a date or decide what to eat for lunch without texting him first.
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Alpha Lucious

Alpha Lucious

Kira, I can hear myself again!!' She squealed happily. All the pain she felt from the beatings the rogue gave her didn't matter anymore. She finally got her voice back. ' Your voice is back!' Kira said almost immediately. ' Now we can finally talk to our mate' She squealed happily too. All the excitement Haven had felt a moment again dissipated into thin air. ' Mate?' Her eyes immediately flew to the man holding her. She had completely forgotten she was in the arms of this .. This ' Man'. Haven looked at him in disgust. His hands were still hovering in the air as he looked at her, a blank expression on his face. " What do you think you're trying to do?!" Haven could feel the rage locked up within her for all these days started to surface. Just looking at his face made Haven want to kill him over and over again. What sort of a sick joke was Selene playing with her? How can the one person she hated turn out to be her fated mate?
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Rebirth of the beautiful Angel and her handsome CEO husband

Rebirth of the beautiful Angel and her handsome CEO husband

Elina Wong a beautiful , kind and a loving sister . All her friends loves her but she changed because her stepsister looks like a fool controlling freaks elder sister . Both her fiance and her younger sister colluded with her stepmother and kill her at age twenty two where she was supposed to study in the university but because her father get sick when she was nineteen ,she had to take over the company under her stepmother surveillance. After her rebirth , will she able to change her fate and get the love and happiness that she longed after her reborn. Adrian Mo , a handsome , cold , fierce and ruthless young CEO of a huge enterprise that had multiple companies in multiple field with his three bestfriends as his vices presidents and his intelligent assistant. He also had his own training camps to train his upper workers in multiples fields that comes from the orphanage. Will these two people able to get what their longed for and will they able to handle the cruel reality of their life together and will they will be able to live forever in their sweetness life despite all the challenge they had to face .
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MY VIRGINITY SOLD TO THE LORD OF THE MAFIA

MY VIRGINITY SOLD TO THE LORD OF THE MAFIA

They say the devil wears a three-piece suit. Mine wore a ring stamped with a golden lion, the symbol of the Ricci mafia. It was on a night of fire and ashes that my life changed. My name was Alaya, and I was just a girl among many others, born in the alleys of a neighborhood where poverty poisons you from the cradle. My mother, sick, had only me... and the debts. That night, they came. They knocked on the door. Three men in black. Not a word, just an envelope, and a chilling phrase: — "Your daughter is still a virgin, isn't she? The boss pays dearly for that." I had no choice. His name was Santino Ricci. Cold. Magnetic. Dangerous. The head of one of the most powerful families in Italy. He looked at me like one looks at precious merchandise. Then he said: — "You will be my wife. No matter how you feel." And I signed my condemnation. This marriage was not a union... but a gilded cage. I learned to survive among snakes. I saw death. I saw blood. I heard the screams of girls who, like me, had been sold. But what they had not anticipated... was that the little broken virgin would eventually bite back.
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The Bride Who Refused to Die

The Bride Who Refused to Die

At my wedding to a billionaire heir, Malcom Blair, I leaned down and kissed a filthy, ragged man begging by the entrance, right there in front of everyone. While the guests were still too stunned to react, I grabbed Christine Wagner, Malcom's cousin and my maid of honor, by the hair and slapped her across the face three dozen times in a row. Everyone thought I had lost my mind and tried to have me locked in a psychiatric hospital. Inside, I spent the whole night popping champagne and celebrating. In my last life, not long after the wedding, Christine, a pediatric nurse, set fire to a children's hospital. Many kids died on the spot. The police and the victims' families surrounded my house, screaming that I was the arsonist. I stood there, completely confused, while Malcom pulled out surveillance footage and pointed the finger at me. "You used to complain all the time that taking care of sick kids was worse than dealing with a dog, that it'd be better if they just died and got it over with. I never thought you'd actually be this cruel!" The families lost control. They doused me in gasoline and burned me alive…
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They Exiled Me Now I’m Their Queen

They Exiled Me Now I’m Their Queen

My fated mate, Riven, was the Alpha of a pathetic pack on the brink of collapse. For five years, I was his shadow, his strategist. I built his pack from nothing until the Alliance finally recognized us, and we were set to move to the fertile lands. Riven promised we'd have our mating ceremony once we settled in the new territory. But at the celebration feast, the night before the move, he threw me in a cell. He publicly announced that Jenna—the she-wolf carrying his pup—would be the pack's Luna. I couldn't believe it. I screamed at him, but he just sneered and pointed to a crystal pulsing with dark magic. "Jenna already has proof of your betrayal! Sleeping with Alphas for their support. You make me sick!" I begged him. But he just sliced my cheek with the silver-edged rejection letter, formally casting me aside. But he didn't know who I really was. I am the Alpha King's daughter. The strategies, the power, the alliances—they weren't his. They were mine. So I took it all back.
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Beating the System

Beating the System

The year I was at my lowest, a wealthy family came for me, claiming I was their real son. The school beauty I had secretly admired was officially my fiancée. While I was still stunned by the surprise, suddenly, comments started scrolling across my view. [This is the turning point. The male lead’s parents take the supporting male home, forcing him to drop out. His fiancée gets him sick, and in the end, they see him as bad luck and brutally kill him.] My hand froze around the paternity test report. My father’s eyes glistened with tears as he took the report from me. “My child, you’ve suffered so much all these years. Don’t worry, come home with us and rest. You’re our son, and the family company is enough to support you for life. You don’t even need to take the SATs.” The school beauty lowered her head, her voice soft and teasing in my ear. “Levi, be good. Studying is too hard. From now on, I’ll take care of you.”
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Unexpected Romance

Unexpected Romance

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As a lady , how would you feel if the person you turn out to love is younger than you? I am sure you will feel kind of awkward, right? This happens to be the same problem Hazel has to face ........ Meet Hazel Dakota a twenty one (21) year old high school drop out who tries so hard to make ends meet and also take care of her sick mother . She got a mouth watering offer to work as a personal maid to the son of a rich woman , Hardin Castillo and that was where it all started from.. But who is Hardin Castillo? Let's us meet him. he is a 18 years old teenager with a snubbish attitude, an ex Juvenile delinquent who doesn't give a damn about anyone. * What will happen when Hazel was falls hard for the teenager? Will he return her love? If yes , will she be able to tame him? Will Hardin be able to put his past behind him? Hmmmmh I am so curious ....... * Find out by reading this suspense filled story, AGE( it is just a number) .......
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My Billionaire Rock Star Husband

My Billionaire Rock Star Husband

“But Owen. You can’t just quit your job, sell your house, and run away with a band. People just… don’t do that.” When her childhood sweetheart Owen breaks off their engagement, quits his job and sells his house in order to pursue a career as the lead guitarist of a band, Emily’s world comes crashing down around her. Owen was, after all, her best friend and always had been. They had grown up next-door neighbours, gone to the same school, the same university. They had even bought houses next to each other. They had been each other’s first for everything. Absolutely everything. There had never been anyone else, not even for a moment. Just as Emily begins to find her feet again and form her own plans, Owen’s back up singer calls in sick, and Emily steps in to save the day. Soon she finds herself swept up in a crazy ride to the top of the music industry which might just save her relationship with Owen… or end it completely.
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Frequently Asked Questions

Sick fics hold this interesting space in fanfiction where the physical vulnerability of a character acts as a catalyst for emotional intimacy and relationship development. At its core, it’s a story where a character—often a stoic or emotionally reserved one—gets physically ill, injured, or otherwise incapacitated, forcing them to rely on another character for care. The defining element isn’t just the fever or the broken limb; it’s the way that situation dissolves barriers. Walls come down when someone’s too weak to maintain them, allowing for whispered confessions, gentle caretaking, and a raw, unfiltered closeness that the characters might otherwise avoid. It’s a genre built on the quiet moments—a cool cloth on a forehead, fetching a glass of water, sitting vigil through the night—that speak louder than grand gestures.

These stories often explore power dynamics in reverse. The strong one becomes vulnerable, and the caretaker, who might normally be in a supporting role, gains a position of gentle authority. It’s a chance to see a character like Sherlock Holmes, all sharp intellect, rendered fuzzy-headed and dependent, or a typically self-sacrificing character like Steve Rogers finally having to accept help. The tension and payoff come from that forced proximity and the emotional truths that spill out when defenses are lowered, whether it’s in a established pairing or a slow-burn getting its necessary push. The illness itself, from a common cold to a magical malady, is simply the mechanism, the key that unlocks the door to a different kind of character interaction, one focused on softness, worry, and the fundamental human need to be looked after.

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