Complex Stories

"eyes on me, how you like that?" you can ignore the feelings and then you can't... so you run as fast as humanly possible, right? oscar piastri x fem!oc 2025 season

not mine just for reading offline The MTL gave me a headache so I'll try to make the story easier to read as much as possible The titels of the chapters are the original thought some of them don't make any sense. Description 25 years ago, Gu Yuan who had a terminal disease was found to possess a rare powerful gene. In order to allow the gene to pass through the generation, she donated out 5 ova before the failure of her surgery. 25 years later, she awakens. Her 5 ova had now turned into outstandings and famous men. Mmmm....who is it that laughs at her for being old-fashion, backward, have nothing at all and penniless? The world-renowned tycoon prince accompanied Gu Yuan for supper. The media was in an uproar, is the prince going to be in love? Tycoon Prince: That's my mother. The media tycoon who controls the world public opinion, stake a thousand pieces of gold on one throw for Gu Yuan. The whole audience was in an uproar, an unknown girl going to marry into the noble family? Media Tycoon: That's my mother. The film emperor with thousands of fans who received worldwide attention broke his 8 years practice and for the 1st time ever unexpectedly composed music for Gu Yuan. The whole internet was in an uproar, is this film emperor's love of the century? Film Emperor: That's my mother. 17 years old beautiful young boy genius with IQ that beyond compares named the asteroid he found after Gu Yuan. The world was in an uproar, is this love between an older woman and a young boy? Genius Boy: That's my mother. ...... All the supporting males and females who had ridiculed and bullies Gu Yuan before cried: She actually has how many good sons?! Finally, when the world's most handsome and eligible top billionaire accompanies Gu Yuan for shopping, the crowds immediately shout loudly: She must be his mother! His mother! His mother! The aloof top billionaire: She is the mother of my sons.

هي ظنت أنها ليست النوع المُفضل لأي رجل بسبب تعقيداتها و أنها ستعيش وحيدة طيلة حياتها إلى أن جاء هو .. " شفتاكِ و شفتاي هُما نهاية العالم ." " روبرت رايد .. توقف عن إفساد حياتي !" " آسفة لأنني مُعقدة ." " رفاق ذو مميزات جنسية .. اعني خاصة ؟ " " كيف لفتاة مثلُكِ لم يطلُب أي رجل النوم معها أو مواعدتها حتى الآن ؟.." "إنك تتحرشين بي كثيراً في مذاكراتكِ يا آنسة لي .." " رائحة عطرُكِ جميلة و لكن تروقني رائحتي على جسدكِ أكثر .." " لقد تحسنت مهاراتُكِ في التقبيل .." " تؤثرين عليّ كما لم يفعل أحد من قبل، لا يروقني ذلك " " اللعنة " التصنيف : رومانسي - درامي - مبتذل نوعاً ما تنويه : قد تحتوي على مشاهد لا تناسب الجميع +18

He was never supposed to stay. Tanmay Batra lives in a world built on control, silence, and things better left unspoken. Love was never part of the equation-especially not for someone like him. Then came Krish Oberoi. Three months. One shared room in a military conclave event. Krish fell first. Tanmay walked away first. Four years later, fate does what it always does-it brings them back together. At his brother Ekagra's wedding. Except Krish isn't waiting anymore. He's engaged to someone else. And Tanmay? He's still trying to pretend he doesn't feel anything. But when the engagement shatters under a truth no one expected, reputations hang by a thread-and two families make a decision that changes everything. A marriage built on obligation. A love that was never finished. And a past that refuses to stay buried. Because some people aren't meant to end... they're meant to find each other again. Even if it destroys them first.

တစ်ပတ်တစ်ပိုင်း Miracle.

You think you can understand Chaos? Foolish! Chaos isn't merely disorder; it is the ultimate paradox - Life and death, creation and destruction, the beginning and the end. In a hyper-advanced future built on quantum technology, humanity is awakened by the same energy tearing the universe apart. Entities from a higher dimension invade, forcing humans to the brink of extinction. In the shadows of this broken world, Missio Augustus wanders aimlessly like a lost soul, fighting his own inner darkness. As the Lieutenant General of the Black ops division, he goes on a mission to capture an international kingpin but experiences his life-long trauma once again. While falling into depression, he watches as an ancient church brings mayhem upon humanity...

For billions of years, the Universe was governed by four supreme beings: the God of Matter, the God of Force, the God of Time, and the God of Causality. Together, they maintained reality itself, the laws that separated past from future, cause from effect, life from death. Then they vanished. As the Universe reached the end of its lifespan, the Gods disappeared, and reality began to fall apart. Time stopped flowing. The past, present, and future collided. Entire civilizations appeared and disappeared without warning. Heroes, kings, monsters, and legends from every era suddenly returned to a world on the brink of destruction. At the same time, a select few awakened a mysterious power. Some gained the strength to level mountains. Others could control death, alter memories, or reshape the world around them. These powers became known as Authorities. Those who fully mastered an Authority were said to sit upon a Throne. Those who possessed only a portion of its power carried Fragments. As powerful individuals rose across the world, nations collapsed and wars erupted over the remains of creation. In the midst of the chaos, a nameless young man discovers a secret hidden from all of humanity. And before the end, the Universe chose a successor. As the heir to Matter, Force, Time, and Causality, he inherits the power of the very beings who created reality. But instead of becoming the world's savior, he begins searching for the truth behind the Gods' disappearance. Why was the Universe destined to die? What were the Gods trying to escape? And why does every answer point toward a terrifying truth? The Universe was never meant to last forever. Now, hunted by legends from every age and burdened with the inheritance of creation itself, he must decide whether to save a dying world... ...or become the one who brings its story to an end. "If the Gods are gone, then I will inherit their Thrones. And if this Universe must end, then I will decide how."

Six years ago, a powerful witch placed a curse upon the Kingdom of Eldhollow after her pleas for justice were ignored by the crown. Since then, Prince Alaric has remained trapped in an enchanted sleep, untouched by time as countless witches, nobles, and holy men failed to wake him. Elara, a palace maid with no desire for power and no expectation of success, never imagined she would become part of the kingdom's greatest mystery. Now, with an ancient curse broken and secrets from the past beginning to surface, Elara finds herself tangled in a fate far greater than she ever imagined.

ᯓ꩜.ᐣ.ᐟ ~ To which Yumina starts fresh in her seemingly new and perfect school, which shatters after her relationship with Eiser. Unaware of his influence, she gets tangled deeper into political, physical, and mental problems that started emerging from the shell she may not have known existed, as her mind repeatedly tortures her for every single bit of her involvement. The question is, will she be able to break free from them with help? ~ art made by me (Ik this is boring but i'll still add more later trust)

The ring is smaller than I imagined. Dim lights, the scent of sweat and leather thick in the air, the crowd a muted roar around us. And then there's him. Kai. Standing just inside the ropes, muscles taut, eyes sharp, every line of him danger incarnate. My chest tightens before he even moves. "You shouldn't be here," he growls, voice low, like a warning-and a challenge all at once. "I... I just-" I try to speak, but the words die when his hand lands on my waist. Firm. Claiming. The ropes press against my back, my fingers tremble as they find his chest. Solid. Unyielding. The pulse beneath my palm is steady, like a drumbeat keeping time with the fight raging just feet away. "I could throw you out," he murmurs, a dangerous smirk tugging at his lips. "But I don't want to." My heart hammers. Every swing, every punch in the ring echoes like a drum in my chest, matching the wild rhythm of desire and fear racing through me. He leans closer, heat brushing my ear. "You think you're in control. You're not. Not here. Not in my world." I shiver. The leather of the gloves, the scent of blood, the grit of the ring-it's his world, and I'm already caught. Already tethered. Already craving him, even though I know I shouldn't. One move. One heartbeat. And the line between danger and desire dissolves entirely. I DO NOT OWN RIGHTS TO THE PICTURES USED IN THE CHARACTER AESTHETIC AND THE COVER.

Sleeping with her professor was the last thing Karen Merringer expected when she arrived at Cornell with a suspended license, a ruined marriage, and everything she owned stuffed into plastic bins at a cheap New England motel. She came to study psychology. To rebuild her life. Then Professor Claus Frost walks into lecture. Brilliant. Reserved. Older. A local academic legend with a ruined family, a criminal son, and a reputation students whisper about like folklore. Karen knows immediately she should stay away from him. Instead, she ends up living on his property beneath the snowy cliffs of Pratchett, New York. As late-night seminars turn into dangerous conversations and intellectual attraction gives way to obsession, Karen finds herself pulled into the private world of the Frost family-a world filled with buried scandals, strange loyalties, emotional manipulation, and the growing realization that Professor Frost may be every bit as damaged as she is. Professor is a dark academia psychological romance about power, loneliness, class, desire, and the terrifying intimacy of being truly understood by the wrong person. Smut begins end of chapter 6.

this fanfic will have some intense elements, and the twist is that Ayanokoji won't be starting in Class D at all. I'll also be adding a lot of twists to the exams, though not major changes just some fun surprises. Pretty Slow paced but it will pick up it's pace as Arc 1 comes to an end It's going to be pretty gory at times, just a warning some fucked up shit will happen later -My grammar is fine, but feel free to tell me if I need to fix anything. - -I don't own Classroom of the Elite-

A tale of ancient and new times, what brings the world to new age is a simple meteorite falling into the Pacific Ocean in 1980, that was just the start of a new age of heroes and villains, and now, that comes to a head. Come and see the meta crisis!

Three Black girls ~The first is dealing with the hate that she has for herself making everyone think that she loves herself•♡ The second one 's loosing herself by wanting to save and undestand someone○☆ And The last one has a strong shield who make People think that she's mean and cold meanwhile she feels Everything more than everyone else●♤~

လူယုတ်မာရည်းစားဟောင်းကို စွန့်ခွာပြီးနောက်မှာ ထိပ်တန်းအိုင်ဒေါလ်က ငါ့နောက်ကို အရူးအမူး လိုက်လာတော့တာပဲ

She is seventeen years old and she has spent her whole life being careful. One night she isn't. Beatrice - Bái Qiàn, her grandmother called her, white as thousand, pure as morning - has survived four families, three countries, and the particular cruelty of people who take in children for reasons that have nothing to do with love. She has a grandmother's house waiting for her in Beijing, a law degree waiting to be started, a future she has been building brick by brick since she was ten years old. Then two pink lines. Then a man she met once, whose name she has heard before, whose eyes are blue-green and whose voice says her name like it's worth saying. Then Beijing. Alone. Her grandmother's house, her grandmother's secrets, thirty years of files that tell her the woman who raised her was not who she thought. Then a knock at the gate. Silence is the story of a woman learning that surviving and living are not the same thing - and that the distance between them is exactly the length of learning to trust someone.

Under the guise of a simple messenger, Kane - formerly Aru - once more finds himself taking up his spirit name, as he returns once more to the world he could only dream of for two straight years. But though his return sparks excitement within him, that isn't to say his home-world has been devoid of interests. The world of magic now open to him, Kane finds himself enthralled by every facet of knowledge, every oddity, and every person he finds along the way; and so it came as quite the shock when Kane found that even his own close family had magical roots, a fact he only overcame with much difficulty. But nevertheless, he soon finds himself struggling to find his place in the world, both worlds in fact. His life on earth soon takes a backseat however, as in a moment of disaster, Kane quickly finds himself washed up on the beaches of yet another unfamiliar land; all in a bid to retrieve his lost friend, he must now traverse these foreign lands, both for his and his dear friends sake. They will soon discover that nothing is as it seems however, as much like the land they had rescued, so too is the land here ridden with a rot spirits such as themselves were born to fight. Kane will discover many things on his journey, the intricacies of spirits; the complexity of the world around them; the awe inspiring scenery they find themselves surrounded by; but most importantly, they will discover what the one familiar face at their side truly means to them, through tragedy or otherwise. But as night falls, Aru will realise something. If it starts with a storm. So too will it end with one.

Angela Relish was happy with her life, she was a singer - acclaimed and beloved by most. Perhaps too loved even, she would dare think as she got shot by a stalker during a concert. She expected to wake to bright light and uncomfortable pain muffled by painkillers or not wake at all, but she opened her eyes to a forest and no blood in sight, but in a completely different world from hers, without an idea of how to get back. POSTED ONLY ON WATTPAD AND AO3

'You can't tell me you're real if you've been existing in this fake world with me this entire time...' This is genuinely just the story of my own characters that I have made up in my head, put onto paper, I would draw it, but I feel like I can't draw right now, it's weird... if I never finish this, blame my motivation! aaaand it gets pretty complicated so get ready for that ig TvT Also the cover is a older drawing of mine, we LISTEN and we DON'T judge :^ (ill probs change it later anyways)

NAME IS PRONOUNCED ZĂH-KĒR NOT (Zah-qweer) Has nothing to do with sexuality. Sci-fi | dark biopunk | post-apocalyptic | time-slip | progression fantasy The world had already ended. It should have died permanently. All life should have continued to deteriorate until extinction, an irreversible sequence. But even the universe itself seemed to refuse. Earth bore a hidden gift discovered by the remnants of humanity. A miracle capable of restoring what was lost. A classified element believed to be purposed for rebirth and evolution, though evolution was an understatement. AA4. Rumored to be the "all existing god clay." Massive domes conceal hypercities housing the world's remaining population from the warped landscape beyond. Mutated monstrosities, vampiric flora, and supernatural phenomena now roam an Earth that no longer resembles its former self. The present has become an anchor on a fragile plane. A gravitational sinkhole in the timeline, pulling in relics, prehistoric apex predators, and even people from different points in the past. Zaqueer is a seventeen-year-old boy who isn't some hero. He isn't adventurous or daring. All he wants is to spend time with his friends and father, play games, and read books about the old world within the comfort of his dome city. He was just supposed to be the kid with the weird name. But after his dome is destroyed, Zaqueer is thrown into the dangers of the outside world. Before the attack, his father leaves him with a strange warning: "Don't Wake..." Following the hypertrain rails toward the next dome, Zaqueer encounters a cast of time-displaced individuals searching for a way back home. The anomalies they face are things that should not exist. But death keeps fleeing from him, leaving only the sting of molten glass in his veins. Zaqueer begins to realize he isn't who he thinks he is. Nor what. The path laid before him may not be his own. Zaqueer is past tense. And whatever he's becoming... The world knows.