Balls Stories

balls break. (not clickbait)

An eye for an eye. It sounds fair. He took from her, so she will take from him. He spilled Their blood, so she will spill his. Wren has spent two years turning grief into anger, anger into hatred, and hatred into a promise. She will have revenge. But revenge is not as simple as the wound that creates it. It changes you, it consume you. It will have you decide how much pain is enough, and what you are willing to lose to deliver it. It asks you if the person you become is worth the prize. Wren thought she knew the answer. It was fair. It had to be fair. It was an eye for an eye.

Falling into the Dragon Ball universe is already a headache... but waking up in Raditz's body on the exact day he arrives on Earth? That's a death sentence. ...Unless you already know the entire script-and have absolutely no intention of following it. Dean, a forty-year-old man with encyclopedic knowledge of the franchise, takes control of the long-haired Saiyan warrior. But instead of acting like the usual arrogant soldier doomed to end up with a hole through his chest, he chooses a different approach: cunning, boldness, and a healthy dose of strategy. Why fight your younger brother to the death when you can win him over with a hug-and take advantage of his naivety? Why let the Z Fighters repeat the same logical mistakes when you can start pulling the strings from the shadows... or right in front of them? With an imposing presence and a calculating mind, this new Raditz sets out to cheat fate itself. From securing the economy of Mount Paozu to win over his sister-in-law, to capturing Bulma's heart-and her technology-before a certain short-tempered prince ever sets foot on the planet, he's determined to reshape everything. But time is running out... and the real monsters of outer space are still on their way. To survive, build a comfortable life, and protect his new reality-and family-Raditz will have to rewrite the rules of the game. After all, becoming the strongest warrior in the universe is always an option... ...but bending the story to his own curiosity and amusement sounds far more fun.

"You are just full of surprises aren't you?" Elle looked pointedly at the stranger's poorly mismatched clothes again, "As are you." Through the darkness she saw his face split into a grin, "I haven't the faintest idea what you mean." "Either you are a nobleman dressing below your rank, which would be terribly exciting, or you're just a noble-born architect too rich to have taste, which would be rather dull." "And which would you have me be?" "I would hope that you're exciting, good Sir," Elle curtseyed deeply to the strange man before continuing her way to the hat shop. .............................. Eloise is living as a servant in her own house watching her greedy spoiled step-sisters, Cassia and Abigail, spend more money than is reasonable. Every since her father died their mother, Elle's step-mother, hasn't been the same; still in mourning after two years she rarely leaves the house leaving her two daughters to ruin their reputations. Her sister, the Baroness, has since stepped in to bankroll her nieces as they flit about until they get married. She has worked tirelessly, trying to manage countless household chores while still making time to work in the only bookshop in town for old and blind Mr. Alden. One day, rumors about architects and nobles coming to their small town has workingmen and nobles alike frantically preparing their daughters to snag an advantageous match. Elle has never worked harder in her life; sewing hems, running deliveries and correspondence, scrubbing copper pots, preparing tea, and more. She's so tired that when a strange man followed by a knight stumbles into her bookshop, she barely even notices. Is this man real or a hallucination? Who is he and why does he have such bad taste in cloths? Why does his companion never remove his helmet?

I made a chapter about him in a vent story I made. But I took the whole thing down because I thought it would be better to keep the negative things in my life out of everyone else's. but that's not the point of this story. the point of it is that the words I use to describe him and describe my love for him needs more than a chapter, it needs a whole story.

When Mr. Smith was 12, he discovered a nu metal band named Korn. It also happens to be around the time he got bullied alot. Korn got him through his troubles in middle and high school. He finally gets to meet the band in person, and he is so excited, but what happens during this may shock you (i cant escape dhar mann).

yeah literally love joe keery so yeah

NSFW ITS A JOKE DONT THINK ANYTHING LEss of me 😩😃😩😩🦧🤣🥱🥲🙃🦧🙃⚫️🟠

sus things my best friend has said while playing a roblox horror game

Cock, balls and gay hoes, dnf

Caleb, a socially awkward high school student, wakes up one day as a GIANT ASS FIRE BIRD, and finds an entire ALTERNATE DIMENSION OF SAID FIRE BIRDS across a portal in the woods. Then uh uh shit happens

Steve

don't choke on dick guys

Mr. Smith wakes from once another nightmare ever since Ari showed him a trick which led to her putting his full foot in her mouth. He ends up getting some help from his homies, his brothers, his main men, his homeboys, his bubbagrub, his isaac, his sisters from another mister, his diggity dawgs, Korn!

A beautiful girl inlove yet bottles her feelings. The year is about to end! What will she do..!--? 😨😖😖😖😖

use google translate throughout the story xx (before yall comment, literally look up what satire means) *REMINDER THAT THIS IS A FANFICTION, MEANING IT ISNT REAL* (4 ppl who don't have a brain)

Amogus

This is the story in which we read Sarafina Hampton a young Duchess navigate her way through the court and the process of finding a suitor. Just like her mother she wishes to marry for love, but just like her mother she shall be forced to marry for money, property and rank. But what if Sarafina can find a man who can provide her the one thing she desires most; Love?

satire....Jose and Raymond are two kids at my school so why not make a fanfiction about them 😏😏❤️❤️

ITS MY GEUOP