In the futuristic world of 2045, a young boy called Ryan discovers an extraordinary human-like intelligent Cursor, known as Chris the Cursor, in his computer. Raised by his single mother, Ryan aims to become an artist while searching for his long lost father. His dreams are shattered when he is caught by the law in a fight between the Grand AI, a secretive government backed AI machine and the world of Cursors 'The Cursorium'. Will Ryan be able to save his friend Chris the Cursor and the Cursorium where all cursors live from the wrath of Grand AI...or will all his ambitions will be lost? Worse, could the future of humanity be at stake? A story set in a not too distant future; an interplay of humanity and its own invention bringing out the true meaning of courage, determination, values and what it means to be truly intelligent and truly human. ********* Started 11 July 2020 Updates every week

Rachel was just going on a walk when she was taken by a mysterious boy. It was... IRA!!! She has lost her memory. Will she be able to resist the darkness? Will Ira have a change of heart? Will he see her more than an enemy? Will they fall in love?

"Fauzi" I yelled running in all the possible directions. I ran splitting the wind. My phone rang and it was Rehaan. "You found her? " I asked agitatedly. "No, Ayaan, I think...." "No, don't utter a word. Nothing would have happened to her.I know she will be safe. " I replied angrily. I was seething in anger. On me. My emotions were turmoil. I ran into the wind, even faster while darkness drowned me. Wait. I see something rather say someone on the bench. I could just figure out someone was sitting on the bench in the dark, from behind. "Rehaan, I see someone. I will ask them." "Excuse me, hello, you hear me?" I yelled. No reply. Strange. "Hello?" Again no replay. I neared. Creek. I stepped on something. I lowered the flashlight. I was shocked was an understatement. A bracelet. Blood coated. Wait. Oh no. Fauzi's bracelet. "Rehaan, I think, I found her" I neared dubiously. "Fauzi" I called softly. No replay. With shaky hands, I touch her and her head fell on my hand. "Fauzi" Allah, what am I seeing. Blood everywhere on her face. Her hands tied. Her dress torn, revealing too much of her skin. Her hijab was taken off. Hair disheveled. I quickly removed my jacket, and put it on her. "Fauzi" I shook her. I touch the back of her head. Allah, my hands had blood. I saw wounds on the back of her head. Glass piece was pierced in the side of her waist. I shook her violently. No response. I could not feel her breathing. My face was drenched with burning tears. Was she.... No.... This is my first story guys...please check it out.

U think im gonna fall in love with a girl like her😒ain't gonna happen

After his 22nd birthday, Kiro has been trying to find out who gave the gift for him.. While finding, he uncovers different things..not only he found who the person was, he found his light, his life..the love of his life♡ (Part 2 of Your Voice Is What Made Us Connected *this story is not yet in wattpad*) This is my first story published in wattpad, so I hope you'll like it!♡ NOT ALL CHARACTERS BELONG TO ME ฅ'ω'ฅ

Hello! It's my first story and I hope you'll read it and like it😅 It's a Love story of a girl who lived in New Zealand from her childhood with her Step Parents and siblings.She came to England to meet her Real Family for some time but she met someone there because of whom she couldn't just go back...

Im not that good writer but i tried writing this story..i hope u'll read it😄