Almost 200 short stories to get your blood pumping, your skin crawling and your mind racing. Nostalgic, interesting, current, real-life experiences in a creative form. *disclaimer: some of these short pieces reference issues such as mental illness, murder and neglect. Please read with caution if you are sensitive to these topics*

After playing a dating sim obsessively, an antisocial 23-year-old programmer named Katsuki dies and finds himself reincarnated as the game's villainous character, Abel Duranne, in another world. He must now navigate his new life as a young boy with the memories and personality of the game. But doing this makes the winnable character fall for him; instead, what does he do next?

Jennie Kim has always lived a life of quiet elegance-an innocent soul untouched by the darkness of the world. But fate had other plans when she found herself bound to Jeon Jungkook, the enigmatic heir to a billion-dollar empire. A man feared by many, yet impossibly gentle when it comes to her. From childhood betrothal to an unspoken, magnetic pull between them, Jennie sees Jungkook as a constant in her life-someone who dotes on her, protects her, and always pulls her closer. But what she doesn't see is the way his eyes darken with obsession, the silent war he wages against himself to keep his hands off her, to let her understand the difference between affection and love. But love has never been patient. And neither has Jungkook. ●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●● He kissed lower-down her neck, to her collarbone-until his lips brushed the small silver pendant resting against her skin. He bit it gently, teeth catching the pendant, and looked up at her. "Hold it," he whispered, lifting the pendant to her mouth. His lips claimed her again, pushing the pendant between her lips, pressing it to her teeth. Jennie stared at him, breathless, but obeyed. Her lips closed around it, holding the pendant between her teeth. And fuck, the sight of her like that-flushed, trembling, cheeks red, mouth parted slightly with the pendant in place-undid him. ●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●● Highest ranking🏆 #4 in Jenkook Jeon Jungkook × Jennie Ruby Jane

Nadia Augusten was born a villainess. She was fed with a golden spoon and was provided with everything she needed. Everything she wants, she gets. She's known as the wicked princess of the empire. And that wickedness led to her dire sufferings. "Why? Why are you doing this to me?!" She yelled as she was about to get executed in front of the crown prince. "You tried to killed my fiancée. So you should pay the price." "I only did that because I love you!" "Shut up. Off with her head!" *Slash!* After Nadia died, she came back one month before her execution date. "This time, I'll live peacefully!" And so she decided to turn into a new leaf. But she was wrong. *Slash!* "AGHH!!" She died again. *SLASH!!* "GAAHHHH!!!" No matter what she does, evil or good... she always ends up being a corpse. ... Nadia woke up. Her eyes were dead, as if life itself was gone. 'How many times is it now?' She rashly scratched her head, tired of everything. "Forget living. I just want to die already." ... #1 loop #1 psychological #1 crazy #1 obsession Published: Jan. 1, 2023 Note: -This story is originally written by me. -Cover is edited by me

This could have been a gentle story for quiet autumn evenings. But it shattered against Morphine - a chapter that will not let you stay indifferent. And now, you'll understand why. This is not a story about perfect love. It's about healing through pain, about love that blooms after trauma, and about the fragile line between salvation and obsession. She is a woman rebuilding herself from the ashes. Not strong - simply real. A mother. A fighter. A writer whose words cut deeper than truth itself. She doesn't want to be someone's muse - she only wants to be understood. He is the man the world worships... and fears. A legend. A symbol of an era. But behind the fame, there's a man haunted by his own darkness. Together, they are fire and gasoline - two broken souls learning how to love without losing themselves. Their story isn't a fairytale. It's an age-gap dark romance about redemption, grief, and the courage to love again. With touch. With words. With silence between the lines.

Love that had a tragic ending. Two deities, Lumin and Lyra, were torn apart just after their marriage-cursed by Erira, a devoted follower of Lumin. But why would she curse the very deity she and her husband, Kaelen, worshipped every day? Read I CURSED A DEITY FOR LOVE to uncover the truth.

✧ 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 #2 𝐢𝐧 '𝐇𝐈𝐒' 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 :- Some marriage may not begin with love but, they end with it. ••••••••• "I hope you realized you made the worst fucking decision of your life." I could feel his cold icy honey brown eyes piercing through my soul. "Mahir..." He slams both of my wrists against the wall as I winces from the pain from my wrists. Tears threatening to fall down from my eyes when he tightened his grip on my wrist. "You'll never have a place in my life, let alone in my heart, do you understand?" His voice rises as he clenches his jaw tightly. I whimpered, he leans in close enough to the point where our lips were inches apart, I shuddered. "I said, do you fucking understand?" I immediately jumped in fear nodding my head. "Y-Yes."

#2 in Top 10 in India on (9/4/26) #1 in Top 10 in India on (12/4/26) Myra sharma had heard his name before she ever saw his face. Armaan Brar. The President of Chandigarh National University. Final-year Political Science student. RSVP's rising youth face. The boy professors avoid. The one students don't look in the eye. The one whose footsteps are enough to silence a corridor. They say he once pulled a gun on campus. They say he wins elections the way he wins fights... ruthlessly. They say crossing him is a mistake you don't repeat twice. And she believes every freaking word. She's just a first-year B.Com student. From a Middle class family, She left Lucknow with dreams in her suitcase. Chandigarh National University was her dream. Her fresh start. Her escape. Living alone in a new city wasn't easy but she was determined. Far away from politics, power, and people like him. Her only goal? Stay invisible, don't get noticed by bullies in college.. But Armaan Brar notices her. And that's where the problem begins. And Armaan Brar has never been gentle about what he wants. Tropes:- - punjabi munda x Innocent hindu girl - college president x simple student - first love - rich guy x middle class girl - 5 years age gap (don't judge my book with this description there is a lot more about Armaan and Myra, give it a chance please...it's my first story.)