Anonymous Stories

Chloe wants to show the kingdom of Sarias, where music is everything, that song should be filled with emotion and passion. But living in the shadow of her popstar step-sister, she has no choice but to hide who she is, even when her voice captures Prince Ethan Alexander's heart... ***** In the kingdom of Sarias, popularity and worth are defined by a ranking on Musetunes. Music is how every Ace in the land discovers their mate. Only when two Aces sing to each other can they find their true love. Chloe Leighton has decided to give singing a try - as long as no one finds out who she is. There is no profile picture. No age. No name. Just Anonymous. That's how she must stay. But can she hide her identity when she gets to the top of the charts? [[word count: 70,000-80,000 words]] Cover designed by April Alforque

Bridget Callaway grew up with them. Long summers, family dinners, shared traditions, she knew them before Hogwarts, before reputations, before they became them. But people change. And Bridget refused to stay around long enough to become one of them. So she walked away. No explanations. No goodbyes. No second chances. Years later, it starts with a number written in the Slytherin common room, and a group chat that was never meant to matter. Except it does. Because Mattheo Riddle, Draco Malfoy, Theo Nott and Alec Larcia don't treat her like a stranger. They treat her like she never left. What begins as messages turns into something else entirely, late nights, tension, and a past that refuses to stay buried. Bridget wants nothing to do with them. They don't care. They watch her. Follow her. Stay close enough to remind her they're still there. And no matter how many times she blocks them, they always find their way back. Especially Mattheo. Cold. Controlled. Possessive. Except when it comes to her. Because with Bridget Callaway, he doesn't let go of what's his.

"I possess humanities greatest power... Curiosity." (Murder Drones but I put my OC's into the story and see what happens) Disclaimer : I do not own the indie series Murder drones or its characters I only own the original characters and this story. all credits to Liam Vickers

Like the title, it will be a short story that I will not make a book. It is actually just for fun, and let my damn creativity to go, and didn't get wasted. Also it might be random so yeah

Everyone has secrets. But someone in Section E knows mine. When mysterious anonymous messages start appearing on my phone, my life slowly begins to fall apart. The sender knows things no one else should know. My fears. My past. My biggest mistake. I try to ignore it... until I realize something terrifying. The messages always arrive after I fight with him. My biggest enemy. The arrogant, cold, untouchable boy everyone fears. If he's really the one behind the messages... then why does he look just as confused as I am? They say enemies become lovers. But what if your enemy was the one destroying your life first? #1 in unknown #1 in psychological #12 in secret #4 in anonymous #2 in school drama

She never expected a simple library book to change her life. What started as anonymous letters slowly became something she couldn't explain - something that felt like home, even without a name. But love is never simple.❤️‍🩹 Misunderstandings grew, truths stayed hidden, and life kept pulling them apart when they were never truly ready to let go.😭 Years later, when everything finally comes back to the surface, Jay is forced to face a truth she never saw coming - that some love stories don't end... they just pause in time. A story of letters, silence, heartbreak, and a love that refuses to disappear. Because sometimes, the person you were waiting for... was there all along.🥺🤔 Some love stories don't end the way you hope. And this one... might not be what you expect.🤫❤️‍🩹

This is a story of two souls dancing the same dance of destiny. Not soulmates-something deeper. Karmic partners. A connection that doesn't feel light... it feels unfinished. Every time they find each other-something pulls them apart. Not distance. Not time. Something crueler. Destiny itself keeps testing them, breaking them-again and again. This is Jay- A global pop star. The brightest star the world has ever seen. To everyone, he is perfect. Untouchable. A dream. But behind the lights... he is just a boy from Jeju, who paid for his fame with the childhood he still misses. Hiding behind a mask, waiting for someone who sees him beyond the noise. Somewhere in his past-there is Leora. A ghost of a life that refuses to leave him. He sings. He waits. Will he ever find her again? And then... there is Radha. A girl in a world full of people-yet completely alone. Too sensitive for a world that is too cruel, she feels everything... a little too deeply. She sees Jay-not as a star, but as something familiar. A light in the dark. She falls for him-someone she can never reach. So she writes. He sings. She writes. Not knowing-their words are meant for each other. Not knowing-their paths were never truly separate. Some connections don't begin in this life. They continue. They meet-not just to love, but to heal. To build the home they once dreamed of. Because promises are meant to be kept. Even if it takes lifetimes. Some connections never break. No matter how many times they are cut, they find their way back. In this lifetime, they are given one last chance to complete what was left unfinished. But tell me-when something has been broken so many times... can it finally stay whole? Before you begin-do you believe in dreams? Because what if-some dreams are not dreams at all? Read... and maybe-you'll never look at love, or the person you hold closest, the same way again.

melodrama type shit✋🏻😽🤚🏻

Rose, a student at St.Joseph, has the biggest crush on her classmate Julian . What if she , with her bestfriend's suggestion plans to text him anonymously? ( So not related to this story but i've had the longest crush on a guy and he kissed his now 'girlfriend' right infront of me yesterday. Our friendship as he likes to say started because of a text message and i've always thought about what would happen if i had just been as bold in real life as i am in text. lol this shit is not related at all but well this is my imagination on what i would have liked our relationship to be.)

After leaving your old city job, you've been better off as a waiter in a diner called "Skate Heaven" located in Delorean City. One night, the Subway Surfers convinced you to trespass Ted's subway yard with them to show you what they say was alien. Unmindful of the consequence of being aware to the very existence of the object, you never expected to meet someone, who unbeknownst to you, is a part of a secret society. (Subway Surfers belongs to SYBO TV.) (What is perceived of Frank in this book is non-canon unless officially stated/shown by Sybo TV themselves!) (Lore about the Secret Society and anything related is non-canon, just what I think would make sense solely for this book!) (Some things may not make sense even if I try to put together things in a way that doesn't overly explain things while keeping the logics to it. You'll probably know what I mean at some point :,) ) (Cover made by Me.) (FINALLY LOCKED IN.[Kind of]) When book was made: 05 - 14 - 22 (I know, I've had this for quit a while, unpublishing and publishing chapters over and over again lol) Finished: ?? - ?? - ??

He never thought it to be possible to get rid of Bran. But when the Foundation sends Simon Smith/Detective Void a Mail saying that they extracted the Timer from Leila and now offer him, and her, to return to normal life with the only condition being that he let's them extract Bran from him he agrees. Just when he's about to get everything done - to finally end all of this - he recieves a phone call and, well, from there things go wild. And who's that weird kid in all-white who seems to know more than anyone else? She says she's someone who, quote, just want's to help, end quote, - as if he'd ever believe something like that given that it was Bran who told him the exact. Same. Thing. ...But she's not with Bran but also not with the Foundation or, seemingly, anyone else. So the question arises: who is she and what does she really want? ~***~<|>~***~ This is a Fanfiction. I do NOT own Detective Void. All rights got to Saratan Media Productions

Afteen broke the system. Now the system is evolving. Ghost Protocol no longer just predicts threats-it understands them. And Afteen has become its most dangerous contradiction. Hunted by an intelligence that learns, he uncovers a hidden truth: his life was never random. It was designed. Every choice. Every path. Every survival. Engineered. Now marked as an Architect Protocol, Afteen must stop running and start building something new-something the system cannot control. But as the line between human and system begins to blur, one question remains: What happens when the anomaly is no longer outside the system... but within it?

🖤 Heard, Not Seen Anvi Arora ♡ She speaks to the world... but never expects anyone to truly listen. Every night, Anvi Arora disappears behind an anonymous voice- sharing thoughts she could never say out loud, feelings she hides in daylight, and truths she isn't ready to own. To everyone else, it's just another voice. Just another account. But to him- It becomes everything. Aarav Mehta ♡ Doesn't know her name. He's never seen her face. But he listens... every single day. Her voice becomes his routine. His comfort. His escape. And somewhere between silence and sound- he starts falling for someone who doesn't even know he exists. But here's the truth- They're not strangers. They cross paths. They share the same spaces. The same moments. Just not the same reality. She doesn't know he's the one listening. He doesn't know she's the voice he waits for. And when the lines between who they are... and who they pretend to be begin to blur- Some truths won't just be revealed. They'll break. --- They were strangers in daylight... and everything at night. --- 🎧✨ A story about unseen connections, unspoken emotions, and a love that existed... before it was ever found. © A.K.! 2026. All rights reserved.

She was meant to die. Instead... something changed. Brianna doesn't remember everything about the night in the forest. Only the fear. The blood. And the feeling that something inside her didn't stay the same. Now, her body is changing in ways she can't explain. Healing faster. Sensing more. Losing control. And she's not the only one who's noticed. Caspian is watching her-closer than he should. And the people she trusted the most were never who they seemed to be. Because Brianna wasn't supposed to survive. And now that she has- Everyone wants to decide what she becomes.

"She started the game. But someone else is playing too." 8:17. It's everywhere. From train station clocks to messy graffiti, this mysterious anomaly seems inescapable to observant teenage girl Olivia Hollis. And yet no one else seems to notice it. Except two others. The busker and the girl with the braided hair. Together, this unforgettable trio embark on a dangerous mission of mind games and mysteries as they attempt to solve the case.

Simon Smith, most commonly known as "Detective Void" in his line of work, screwed up. Not having realized his meeting with a liaison was a trap he now finds himself trapped in one of the most secure sites of the SCP Foundation. At the mercy of these people studying the unknowable and paranormal he has to escape. But when some "medical condition" acts up halfway through this endeavor the Foundation, and those trying to catch him, learn of just what the masked individual known as "Detective Void" is capable off. ~***~<|>~***~ This is a Fanfiction. I do NOT own Detective Void. All rights got to Saratan Media Productions

🍓 epistolary | pictures from Pinterest, IG | Started: Ended:

This is a book that discuss teams and factions across the known scale of the multiverse....which is a lot, ranging from the well known to the alternates across the cosmos. However these are from splintered timelines, cracks in reality that allow to be expanded further then what canon intended to, allowing each to grow and fester in these timestamps Note: ASK FOR PERMISSION IF YOU WANT TO USE THESE TEAMS AND FACTIONS FOR ANY STORIES YOU HAVE! Thank You ^^

Sophomore year was literally perfect. Late night drives, hangouts, almost-relationships, the kind of memories you think will last forever. But they don't. One thud and it all shatters. You can escape blame but you can't escape guilt. You can try and move on but the past always comes crawling back. You can outrun fear but you can't outrun the truth. They tried to bury that night. They tried to bury their memories of one another. Now it's senior year. So close to escapism. One note and it all shatters. 'I know what you did.' And suddenly, the past isn't buried anymore. It's just waiting for them to return.