Chaos Stories

सिर कदमा ते धारांगी रांझेया वे जीवे काहवेगा करंगी रांझेया वे~ ♥︎ ★"ꜰʀᴏᴍ ꜱʜᴀʀɪɴɢ ꜱɪʟᴇɴᴄᴇ ᴛᴏ ꜱʜᴀʀɪɴɢ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛꜱ - ᴛʜᴀᴛ'ꜱ ʜᴏᴡ ᴡᴇ ꜰᴇʟʟ."★ Akshat singhania, the CEO of Singhania and Co. Isha Mehra, the cardiologist of the best hospital in banaras It's been nearly two months since Isha and Akshat tied the knot, yet the silence between them still lingers-loud and unresolved. Their wasn't a union born of love, but of obligation. Isha, pushed into marriage by a stepmother eager to rid herself of a burden she saw as nothing more than a responsibility. And Akshat-his heart heavy with the weight of guilt-had surrendered to emotional blackmail, manipulated by the memory of his late parents, used by a cunning aunt to seal his fate. Now, two strangers live under the same roof, bound not by affection, but by the ghosts of choices they never truly made. 𖡼𖤣𖥧𖡼𓋼𖤣𖥧𓋼𓍊 𝒢𝓁𝒾𝓂𝓅𝓈𝑒~ Akshat swiftly caught her wrist and leaned over, his smirk playful but intense. Her breath hitched. "toh....aap viratpaglu hai?" he whispered huskily. "Come on then, let me turn you into Akshatpaglu." °❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･°❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ "Bhai, kitna time lagega aur?" Harshit's voice crackled through. Akshat replied, "Another hour, max." Harshit burst into laughter, "Abe, tu car chala raha hai ya dhakka maar ke la raha hai?" -ˋˏ ༻❁༺ ˎˊ- ♡ 𝓣𝓻𝓸𝓹𝓮𝓼~ ○ Sunshine × sunshine ○ CEO × Cardiologist ○ Forced marriage Rankings went:- [#1. admire] [#1. closeness] [#1. wattyindia] [#1. blush] [#1. flirting] [#1. efforts] [#2. varanasi] [#2. affection] [#4. cardiologist] [#9. twist] [#22. fun]

1st book in chaos vengeance Percy Jackson, hero of Olympus, finds himself framed for a crime he didn't commit. Betrayed by both Camp Half-Blood and Camp Jupiter, stripped of his honor and friends, he is cast out into the void of space. There, he is found by Chaos, the Primordial Creator, who offers him a new purpose. Transformed and empowered, Percy rises as Chaos's right-hand commander, "Perseus, the Abyssal Warden." He leads the primordial armies in cosmic wars, wrestling with his past and his new destiny, ultimately becoming the second most powerful entity in existence. His journey is one of loss, vengeance, redemption, and ultimately, a redefinition of power and loyalty.

Power. Loyalty. Danger. The Don raised six sons to rule his empire. What he never expected... was to someone to come in and rule them all.

Percy is betrayed by camp half-blood and the gods. Chaos finds him, and brings him to planet chaos. They do like each other. Eventually percy needs to go back to Earth to help with the war against a few of the primordials dark sides. Would he be able to cope with Annabeth???

The practice room was louder than usual, not because of music, but because nobody knew what to say. Eight pairs of shoes were lined up by the wall. A ninth pair stood slightly apart. "She'll be training with you from today," the manager said, voice clipped, professional. "Be respectful." The girl bowed - too deeply, too quickly. No one clapped. Not because they were rude. But because Stray Kids had been eight for four years, and nothing that arrived this late ever came without consequences. This is a Stray Kids fanfic, She's the ninth member of Stray Kids. She might be a member, but does she share their bond.

𝑂𝑛𝑒 𝑟𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑜𝑚 𝑇𝑢𝑒𝑠𝑑𝑎𝑦 𝑎𝑡 𝑠𝑐ℎ𝑜𝑜𝑙, 𝑎 𝑛𝑒𝑤 𝑔𝑖𝑟𝑙 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑖𝑛𝑡𝑟𝑜𝑑𝑢𝑐𝑒𝑑. 𝐻𝑒𝑟 𝑛𝑎𝑚𝑒 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑃𝑖𝑝𝑒𝑟, 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑠ℎ𝑒 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑎𝑛 𝑂𝑟𝑎𝑐𝑙𝑒. 𝑊ℎ𝑒𝑛 𝐶𝑜𝑙𝑏𝑦 𝑓𝑖𝑟𝑠𝑡 𝑠𝑎𝑤 𝑃𝑖𝑝𝑒𝑟, 𝑖𝑡 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑙𝑖𝑘𝑒 𝑐𝑢𝑝𝑖𝑑 𝑠𝑡𝑟𝑢𝑐𝑘 ℎ𝑖𝑚 𝑑𝑜𝑤𝑛 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑎 𝑏𝑜𝑤 𝑎𝑛 𝑎𝑟𝑟𝑜𝑤. 𝑊𝑖𝑙𝑙 ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑢𝑝𝑝𝑟𝑒𝑠𝑠 ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑓𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑠 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑎𝑠𝑘 ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑜𝑢𝑡? 𝑃𝑖𝑝𝑒𝑟 𝑓𝑟𝑜𝑚 𝑊𝑖𝑧𝑎𝑟𝑑𝑠 𝐵𝑒𝑦𝑜𝑛𝑑 𝑊𝑎𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑙𝑦 𝑃𝑙𝑎𝑐𝑒 𝑥 𝐶𝑜𝑙𝑏𝑦 𝑓𝑟𝑜𝑛 𝑉𝑖𝑙𝑙𝑖𝑎𝑛𝑠 𝑜𝑓 𝑉𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑒𝑦 𝑉𝑖𝑒𝑤. ˚₊‧ ꒰ა ✦ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚ 𝒇𝒊𝒓𝒔𝒕 𝒊𝒏: #𝒐𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒍𝒆 #𝒄𝒐𝒍𝒃𝒚 #𝒑𝒊𝒑𝒆𝒓 #𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒐𝒄 #𝒗𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒊𝒂𝒏𝒔𝒐𝒇𝒗𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒆𝒚𝒗𝒊𝒆𝒘 #𝒂𝒎𝒚𝒎𝒂𝒅𝒅𝒆𝒏 #𝒋𝒂𝒌𝒆𝒎𝒂𝒅𝒅𝒆𝒏 #𝒄𝒐𝒍𝒃𝒚𝒎𝒂𝒅𝒅𝒆𝒏 #𝒇𝒍𝒂𝒔𝒉𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒎 #𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒗𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒊𝒂𝒏𝒔𝒐𝒇𝒗𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒆𝒚𝒗𝒊𝒆𝒘 #𝒘𝒊𝒛𝒂𝒓𝒅𝒔𝒃𝒆𝒚𝒐𝒏𝒅𝒘𝒂𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒍𝒚𝒑𝒍𝒂𝒄𝒆

For all the multicouple lovers ❤ ( ‼️Readers, due to an internal order glitch, the order is a bit disbalanced in the middle, but it's all good at the end, just follow the sequential order to avoid any inconvenience✨) This is a story of 6 hot headed strong individuals who crosses their paths with each other. our first couple had been in a contract marriage but both hate each other, our second couple had a forceful marriage who are rivals and our third couple is had an arranged marriage where they have a playful and flirteous bond. this is my first creation ever so I will try to entertain you all but please do comment if I lack something. This story is worth watching guys.. Thank you my bookworms.. ❤

"Jungkookie... I see a little poop floating in the toilet. You didn't flush properly! It's like a little brown boat!" Jungkook's face went from pale to bright, flaming red. "YOU-! SHUT UP! GET OUT!" Taehyung just laughed, completely shameless, enjoying every second of Jungkook's embarrassment while running away before Jungkook could grab him. . . . . . . . . "I should tell you a secret from the mall," Taehyung whispered. Jungkook immediately became suspicious. "What secret?" Taehyung pointed at Jungkook's lap and giggled. "When we were in the toy shop... I saw a tiny hole in the back of your pants. Right in the... you know... important area." Jungkook froze. "What?" "Yeah!" Taehyung nodded seriously. "And since I already knew you weren't wearing anything inside-" "STOP RIGHT THERE!" Jungkook shouted, his face turning bright red. . . . . . . . . . . . . . After a car accident, Jungkook's legs are paralyzed. Now stuck in a wheelchair, cold, angry, and easily irritated, he hates depending on anyone. So his brother Namjoon hires a caretaker to take care of him. Worst decision ever. Because that caretaker is... Taehyung.

It was never their choice. Their families decided it for them- same condo, same life, same space. Est lives by control, silence, and order. William breaks every rule just by existing. They clash. They fight. They push each other away. But under the same roof... even hate begins to sound a little too much like something else

𝑯𝒐𝒕𝒂 𝒂𝒊𝒔𝒆 𝒚𝒆 𝒎𝒂𝒖𝒌𝒆 𝒑𝒆, 𝒓𝒐𝒌𝒂 𝒋𝒂𝒂𝒚𝒆 𝒏𝒂 𝒓𝒐𝒌𝒆 𝒔𝒆, 𝑨𝒄𝒉𝒉𝒂 𝒉𝒐𝒕𝒂 𝒉𝒂𝒊, 𝒉𝒐𝒕𝒂 𝒉𝒂𝒊 𝒚𝒆 𝒃𝒖𝒓𝒂.... ִ𐙚 𝕂𝔸𝕀𝕊𝔸 𝕐𝔼ℍ 𝕀𝕊ℍℚ ℍ𝔸𝕀 𐙚 In the whirlwind of high school chaos, hearts collide in unexpected ways. Between secret crushes, playful teasing, sarcastic banter that hides true feelings, and a quiet connection that defies the odds, one classroom becomes the backdrop for a symphony of laughter, longing, and first love. ____ "Aap ghoorna band karenge?" She asked, exasperated. "Tum sundar dikhna band karogi?" He countered, leaning even closer. *********************************** "Pasand karte ho mujhe?" She asked, a mischievous smile on her lips. He forgot what he'd been about to say. "P-pasand? Nahi..matlab,,haan, par jaanbujh ke nahi kiya!" *********************************** "Aaj kal bhot besharam hone lagi ho," he said, incredulous. "Parso aur jyada hongi," she replied cheekily. ********************************** Jump inside the story to know more! <3

The Warden's Apocalypse: Bio-Terror Conquest "In a world of the walking dead, I am the only one holding the keys to the cage." The apocalypse didn't bring me despair; it brought me Absolute Freedom. As a guard at the West Georgia Female Correctional Facility, I was the first to see the world burn. While others screamed for mercy, I locked the gates and declared my own law. This prison isn't a shelter anymore-it's my Kingdom, and every woman within these walls is now a subject to my will. But being a man wasn't enough. I wanted to be a God. Armed with the "Superstar System" and a mind full of forbidden knowledge, I didn't just survive. I evolved. While Rick Grimes was weeping for his lost world, I was hunting the T-Virus to forge a body of steel. While the Governor was playing petty politics, I was integrating the Blacklight Virus to become the ultimate apex predator. TWD characters? I broke their "heroism" and forced them to kneel. Resident Evil horrors? I turned the terrifying Tyrants into my personal hounds and "domesticated" the 9-foot tall Lady Dimitrescu until she knew who the real master was. My Creed is Simple: 1 Loot every resource. 2 Conquer every IP. 3 Claim every beauty. From the prison cell to the heart of the Hive, the apocalypse is my playground. I am the Warden of the End, and I don't save the world-I own it.

"𝘋𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘺 𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘮𝘦?" 𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘪𝘮𝘮𝘦𝘥𝘪𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘺 𝘳𝘦𝘨𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘴𝘢𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘵. 𝘏𝘦 𝘨𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘯𝘦𝘥. "𝘋𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘺, 𝘮𝘶𝘫𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘶𝘳𝘢 𝘯𝘢𝘩𝘪 𝘭𝘢𝘨𝘢. 𝘔𝘶𝘫𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘢𝘫 𝘬𝘢𝘭 𝘬𝘪𝘴𝘪 𝘣𝘢𝘢𝘵 𝘬𝘢 𝘣𝘶𝘳𝘢 𝘯𝘢𝘩𝘪 𝘭𝘢𝘨𝘵𝘢." 🦋 Life as a medical resident is already hard for Poorvi. It gets more complicated when she crosses paths with an old classmate, who's now a bollywood star. Samar is already too cheeky for her liking, and drama follows him everywhere. Poorvi finds herself unsure if she's more annoyed by his fame or by how much he's starting to grow on her. After getting his name on three blockbusters in a year, Samar involuntarily lands himself in a hospital. But somehow, the doctor treating him seems to be doing more for his recovery than any IV drip could. Poorvi is all about rules, boundaries, and keeping her private life exactly that: private. Samar thrives in the spotlight, where boundaries blur and emotions often spill over. Doctors are too busy to date, and actors apparently never commit. 🦋 𝘛𝘳𝘰𝘱𝘦𝘴: 𝘈𝘤𝘵𝘰𝘳 𝘹 𝘋𝘰𝘤𝘵𝘰𝘳 𝘙𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘦 𝘎𝘳𝘶𝘮𝘱𝘺 𝘹 𝘚𝘶𝘯𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘦 𝘖𝘱𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘪𝘵𝘦𝘴 𝘈𝘵𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵 𝘏𝘦 𝘍𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘍𝘪𝘳𝘴𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘍𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘏𝘢𝘳𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘊𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘤 𝘤𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘮𝘢 𝘳𝘦𝘧𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦𝘴 Trigger Warning: Eating Disorder, Depression, Suicidal Ideation, Abuse, Cheating (not between main characters)

A MiuLena Fanfiction. Oh yes, MiuLena. 😁 Miu Megan is a feared villain with dramatic speeches, dangerous plans, and absolutely no patience for idiots. Unfortunately, her greatest enemy is not the government... It's the hero who won't stop flirting with her. Lena Lalina was supposed to defeat the villain. Instead, she applauds her monologues, willingly gets kidnapped, and keeps showing up like it's a date. GENRE: Sapphic Romance • Romantic Comedy • Action / Superhero • Enemies-to-Lovers • Drama (Light Angst, Trauma Healing)

𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔰𝔱𝔞𝔯𝔰 𝔴𝔦𝔩𝔩 𝔴𝔦𝔱𝔫𝔢𝔰𝔰 𝔶𝔬𝔲𝔯 𝔢𝔳𝔢𝔯𝔶 𝔰𝔱𝔢𝔭...𝔢𝔳𝔢𝔫 𝔦𝔫 𝔞𝔫𝔬𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔯 𝔴𝔬𝔯𝔩𝔡 Ever wanted to have a shit ton of random manga characters shoved into your personal space? No? Well, too bad. Bianca Castrid was your average university student-sleep-deprived, surviving on coffee and instant noodles, praying for the semester's end. Enter the System. Annoying roommates? Check! Near-fatal levels of anxiety? Check! New friends she never asked for? Check! W̵̛̛̫̋̀͋̈͝͠Ä̴̢̫̪͙͔͍͕̯́̇͒̿̓R̵͉̜̺̣͉̩͖̓ͅN̶͇̬̄̒̋̈́̈Ḯ̷̛̛̩͔̠̿̎͆̏Ǹ̸͙͔͊̂͂̔͗̈͝G̴̞͈̖̍̔͋͌̍̔̌͗̾͝:̶̱̅́̊́̕͝ ̶̼̘͐͊̌̔̄̐̾̍͌R̸̢̠̭̼̱̒̏͆̀͒͊͗͑̑U̵̜͍̜͒̑̑̏̓̽͐͘̕N̶̛̗̟̠̠̬͕̜̓̃́̅͗̀͝N̸̯̤̪̭̑I̵͕̖̣͓̅̈́͌̒̈́Ņ̷̡̳̲̲͍͈̦͙̬̈́̉͊G̷̱̤̺̲̜͉̮̣̯̀͐ ̷̩͈͇̤̠̙͇̦͈̠͋̔̕O̴̧͖̼̺͓̰͎̔̈̑̑͋͒͘͝͠͝Ư̴̢̛̛̱͍̈̀̆̉͋͝Ț̴̭̘̳͍̩͕̹͖͒̿̅͑̂̈ ̴͎̼͚͚̪͈̮͍͐̈̓́̈́̾Ǫ̷̙̮̻̞͚̑̎̿͗F̷̧̛̥͖͉̄͊͗̈́̐ ̴̤̺̫̫͒́̒̈͂̊͛T̸̳̑Į̷̧̪̞͉͍͚͓̯͊̓̄M̴͍̹̗͇̮͉̌̂͐̓̐͝É̴̦͕̱̟͕̠̯͂͐̀͘͠ (Yes the cover is hideous and the writing sucks don't judge me-)

A 'Lord of the Flies' Story, following Jack Merridew and Y/n on the island. Showing their growing love despite the chaos on the island and other troubles. But Simon and Y/n are childhood bestfriends, and he... doesn't exactly agree with her choice of Jack. Maurice is your typical 'Steve Harrington' comic relief and Roger... don't get me started.

⋆˚𝜗𝜚˚⋆ "𝙎𝙤𝙢𝙚 𝙗𝙤𝙣𝙙𝙨 𝙗𝙚𝙜𝙞𝙣 𝙡𝙤𝙣𝙜 𝙗𝙚𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙮 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙣𝙖𝙢𝙚𝙙." ⋆˚𝜗𝜚˚⋆ A normal college life. That's all Vanya Arora wanted. New beginnings. New dreams. New people. And absolutely no chaos. Nothing extraordinary. Nothing complicated. But life has never been particularly interested in giving her simple. Because if there's one thing Vanya is- it's chaos. And seeing a shirtless stranger casually roaming inside an all-girls' hostel on the very first night.... was definitely not part of the plan. Neither was seeing him again. Or realizing- that the same stranger somehow belongs exactly where he shouldn't. In her world. In her family. Her sister's brother-in-law. Somewhere between family meetings, shared glances, almost-arguments- something begins to unravel. Strange. Unexpected. But definitely god's plan.

Abhishek Sharma is one of the brightest rising stars in Indian cricket - confident on the field, admired by millions, and always under the spotlight. To the world, his life looks perfect. Sharanya Cherveni, however, sees things differently. A determined young journalist, Sharanya believes every famous person has a story behind the headlines. When she gets the chance to interview Abhishek Sharma for what was supposed to be a simple sports article, she expects nothing more than another routine assignment. But that single interview turns into something neither of them expected. As Sharanya spends more time uncovering the real person behind the cricketer everyone admires, she begins to see the pressure, sacrifices, and untold struggles that come with fame. Meanwhile, Abhishek finds himself opening up to someone who isn't interested in his fame - only the truth. Between stadium cheers, media scrutiny, and the secrets Sharanya uncovers while doing her job, their lives begin to intertwine in ways that could change both their futures.

"Where silence speaks louder than money" Est ( Rich ,arrogent ,BusinessMan) × William( Mute ,Orphan ,beautiful , Sassy) × Mint ( A very "5 year old" dengerous Bomb ). . . . . . . . Dedicating my First ever story to EstWilliam 🎸🦈❤️💙✨ AUTHOR NOTE : I REALLY LOVE YOU WILLIAM BUT I AM A LOWKEY ESTWILLIAM PAGLU🤭🌸 SO SORRY NOT SORRY 🙃

In a city ruled by darkness and ancient power struggles, Louis reigns with an iron grip-feared, untouchable, and willing to destroy anything that stands in his way. Then Harry appears. A werewolf. Stubborn, fearless-and carrying a secret that could change everything. They were never meant to be anything but enemies. But when a dangerous conflict forces them to work together, mistrust turns into tension, power clashes blur into something deeper, and unspoken feelings begin to surface. As the city slowly descends into chaos, one truth becomes impossible to ignore: The greatest threat isn't the enemies outside- it's what's growing between them.

This is a Radiostatic fic centered around Alastor and Vox, set right after Season 2. Vox has lost everything, his body, his influence, his control.. and now exists only in fragments across Hell's systems (still has his head though), quietly rebuilding himself through abandoned networks and broken screens. He's not gone. Just... not whole. Alastor, meanwhile, is back at the hotel, freer than ever. No deals. No limits. And when he notices the strange signal disturbances spreading through Hell, he doesn't stop them. He watches. New Entertainment, innit? Things go wrong when Vox attempts a full signal synchronization to restore himself-and Alastor obviously interferes, not to help, but to dominate. Instead of one winning, something breaks. They create "Dead Air": a layer between signals made of corrupted broadcasts and overlapping identities. And inside it, something new begins forming.. something that wants both of them. Now Vox must reclaim the parts of himself trapped inside it, while Alastor tries to understand it without losing control. Forced cooperation, tension, and very bad decisions included.