Deep Stories

Let's journey together through time, stillness, and simply explore being alive.

#1 in Urdu. THANK You guys for all the love. Warning ahead: The story contains violence and abusive language. Slow burn.. snippet of Story: Her heart was beating so hard that she could hear every beat clearly. He was so close to her and she had nowhere to run. And then he started coming closer, his warm breaths were falling on her lips. She could smell a faint cinnamon like smell. Suddenly she felt his hand on her waist pinning her on the wall. 'Please, leave me be' she whispered. He kept staring her lips, His red eyes were frightening her. 'Didn't I tell you to stay away from me? Are you trying to tease me? When I try to touch you, you don't let me. When I tell you to stay away, you don't seem to do that either. Now whatever will happen with you tonight will entirely be your fault.' He suddenly picked her up with ease and started walking towards bed. She was crying and trying to push his muscular body but of no use. He was too overpowering. A lamb in the lap of Lion.

I keep reading a lot of BoBoiBoy one shot but usually it's mainly on the elemental brothers of sort. So...here I tried to write almost every character story. So hope you enjoyed even there would be some one shot may or may not have their 2nd part base on my mood. So....have fun reading I guess. Picture commissioned by Yeen

When you are all alone in the world, that has ruined you, and taken away your life. What will become of you? Insert yourself, in this action, drama, and horror elemented thrilling story. That is set around one city, where all you ever known, has been lost. Who will find it's way through, at the city's heart.

ငါ့ အချစ်ကြောင့် မင်းထိခိုက်ရတာ ငါ့အချစ်ကြောင့် မင်းနာကျင်ရတာ ငါ့အချစ်ကြောင့် မင်းခံစားခဲ့ရတာပါ

Peter Parker

It is the year 2150 on the moon Pandora. At the home of the ᴀʀᴜ'ᴋᴀɴɪᴀɴ, AKA: the cave people. A mother, derey'ti the Tsahìk and father, ekou'tan the olo'eyktan, live and rule happily with their four children. Their seventeen Year old daughter, R'asha, sixteen year old brother and sister twins, Te'seiah and Ao'te and their eight year old younger brother, S'out. it is a normal quiet day in the aru'kanian mountain caves. When all the sudden a crash, then a boom is heard from the distance. rumbling from beneath the mountains are heard.. and felt. petrified screams from children and families are heard all throughout the caves, as they see big flying shadows aiming for their homes. A mother's first instinct would be to protect her people, and especially her children. But as tsahík goes to gather her children. All four are missing from where their people stay. Where'd they go?, and 𝒲𝒽𝓎 are their coms still in the cave?

Boboiboy and his friends had a mission and after they finished it they got a vacation so they decided to go to Earth however, the coordinates change and Boboiboy will meet his own father who is in his young age in another universe. But the thing is in that universe there is a same Earth, but it i in the past . It will look like Boboiboy came from the future, but exactly from another universe. FROM ANOTHER UNIVERSE... What will happen next? Will Boboiboy tell his father that he is his son? Read to find out!!

Where screams, yells and cries still echo through their mind as a haunting melody. The memories still embrace them as the very first time, tearing their souls apart. Will they be able to bury their past and reach for light through the darkness drowning them? Or will they end up as the fragments of the ruins that shattered them?

The world was called Mundus Ater, and no one dared any longer to say that it was alive. It was not dead, no: it still breathed, but as bodies do that have passed the point where healing is possible. Forests and woods were dead, the sky was a motionless milky expanse, and the light filtering from above seemed like a weary consciousness, incapable of distinguishing good from necessity.

We believe. @Soul_to_keep @fallenshadowbliss -.-.-.- 2026 Update: To immortalize FallenShadowBliss and every inpactful word I have left of them. Thank you, Fallen. -Your Old Friend.

an acrostic poetry collection

Noa has always watched from the sidelines. Quiet, thoughtful, and loyal, she's used to noticing the small things no one else sees, especially in Sebastian. He's charming, kind, and somehow magnetic, and everyone expects him to notice her too. But he doesn't. He notices Ellie. Ellie, radiant and fearless, has a way of lighting up every room and Sebastian has fallen right into her orbit. Noa knows she should be happy for her sister. She knows she should step back. But the heart doesn't always listen. And sometimes, love isn't about being chosen at all.

This is my Album called Jigsaw. It has a sad vibe but there are some songs with a kinda brutal or horny meaning THIS PROJECT OWNED BY ME AND PROTECT BY THE COPYRIGHT LAW (If you read this that means this album is still a work in progress. I will notify you if there are new songs released. I will also send excerpts from the lyrics into my public chat)

Loud Silence speaks of moments where silence isn't just quiet, but says much more. These prose pieces are written from thoughts that rise in calm, not in noise. Sometimes to face oneself, sometimes simply to pause and feel. If you understand the words that say everything without being spoken, Loud Silence is for you. Vote & comment if it made you feel something 🤍 - SlntVoice

Some girls fall in love. Some girls fall into the sea. This one did both. A Joseph Zada/ Jonathan Sinclair fan fiction about dark tides, slow burn romance and a girl who's changing into something irreversible by nature. Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. Any similarities to real people, events, or locations are purely coincidental unless otherwise stated. I do not own any real-life brands, songs, or references mentioned - they belong to their rightful owners. a note from the author: this story is mine - please don't repost or steal it. any real names or references belong to their creators. © 2025 [Lobster Lana].

Sonic's world isn't what it used to be. Every battle leaves its mark, every victory comes at a cost, and even heroes can break. But this time, the fight isn't against robots or villains it's against a reality he can't control. Forced into a game he never agreed to play, Sonic must face challenges that push him to the edge of his own limits, where friends may become obstacles and every choice carries a price heavier than the last. Immortal, unstoppable, and trapped in a cycle with no reset, he struggles to hold on to who he is as the world around him twists into something unrecognizable. With every fight, the line between friend and foe blurs, and the question isn't whether he can win... it's whether he can survive without losing himself entirely. In a world where control is an illusion, and every step forward may bring him closer to despair, Sonic must run faster than ever, but can his speed even save him now?

A bunch of words strung together randomly. A book of unorganised thoughts. A couple concerning, a few pretty. My diary. I could be anyone. I could be your best friend, your worst enemy. Your family, a stranger you saw on the bus. The girl in class you never noticed, your teacher, the ld man that reads news paper at the park. I am a person in this world, and this is my diary.

After being betrayed by the woman he loved, his heart turned cold and his soul hardened. Pain changed him-once kind, he became rude, arrogant, and distant from the world. Love had left him broken, and darkness slowly took its place. But destiny had its own plans. It led him to Trisha-an introverted, mature girl with a calm soul and silent strength. She was different from everyone he had ever met. Though the world had already shaped him into someone harsh, her presence began to question the walls he had built around his heart. Will Trisha be able to calm the storm within him, or become the peace he never knew he needed?

Poetry comes from within, most of my poetry is inspired by what I went throught at the time or how I felt at the moment I wrote it. Everyone can always relate to poetry in some way, whether its love, hurt or joyful poetry.