Gently Stories

Max, a 24 year old lonely and shy introvert who's not that social, but has the most biggest heart. What did you expect would happen when he meets a 22 year old lively and cute girl who's too nice to everyone she meets. It's just a star in the sky, right?

To the world, he is a ghost. A myth whispered in dark alleys. To her, he is the only man who makes her feel safe. Nikolai Volkov does not rule his syndicate with noise; he rules it with a terrifying, absolute silence. He is a man stripped of humanity, cold as a Russian winter, and calculating enough to bring the city's entire underworld to its knees. He doesn't show mercy, he doesn't compromise, and he certainly doesn't feel. Until Clara Vance is brought into his fortress. Caught in the crossfire of a brutal family debt she didn't owe, Clara expects a death sentence when she meets the infamous Don. Instead, she finds a man who speaks to her in a low, whisper, whose terrifying gaze softens the moment it lands on her. While the rest of the world trembles at his feet, Nikolai treats Clara like something fragile, grounding his chaotic, violent mind with a single glance. But in Nikolai's world, a soft heart is a fatal flaw. As their quiet obsession deepens into an intense, slow-burning devotion, his enemies catch wind of the monster's only weakness. When Clara becomes the ultimate target in a bloody mafia war, the lines between protection and destruction blur. Nikolai will burn the entire city to ash to keep her safe-because anyone who dares to touch his sanctuary will learn exactly why he is feared.

What begins behind a closed bedroom door becomes a night filled with passion, tenderness, and unforgettable intimacy. She has finally found a man who makes her feel loved, cherished, and completely desired. In his arms, she feels safe enough to surrender to the moment and experience a love unlike anything she has ever known. But beyond the passion they share is something even deeper-a powerful connection built on trust, devotion, and the promise of forever. As their hearts draw closer, she realizes that this is the kind of unconditional love every soul dreams about. For her, he is more than just the man she loves. He is the man she hopes to spend eternity with. And their love? It is for his eyes only. ❤️

ဘာမှမပါ ပါဘူးကွယ်။ ချစ်ခြင်းမေတ္တာသာလျှင်ပါ ပါမယ်။ နွေဦးလှလှလေးတစ်ခုထဲ နွေးမြတဲ့ မေတ္တာစာလေးပါရုံပါ။ ချစ်တယ်ဆိုတာ တစ်ခါတလေတစ်လေတော့လဲ လေပြည်လေးတိုးဝှေ့ ကျီစယ်သွားသည့်နှယ်ပါကွယ်။ ငြိမ့်ညောင်းလှတဲ့ မေတ္တာစာလွှာ ပါးပါးလေးတစ်ချပ် လက်ဆောင်ယူလာပေးခဲ့ပါတယ်။ ချစ်တယ်လိုမပြောရပဲ ချစ်ခြင်းကို ခံစားမိစေရပါမယ်။

Un hombre cae en picado, primero hacia abajo, luego, cuando se estrella contra el suelo, atraviesa el planeta entero y sigue cayendo en picado, esta vez hacia arriba. Imagen de portada de Gustave Doré.

Intro; Our hero wakes up on a tramp freighter with no memory. That kicks off a lifetime adventure that begins on a mysterious island and ends on a cliff overlooking Lyme Regis. It features a beautiful woman, some friendly Icelanders, a few unfriendly Vikings, a couple of gay guys, a malicious demi-god and the CIA. There are also a few twists, so don't get too comfortable. Please enjoy.......

One hundred days of poetry, completely random. Creative juice overflow, you just found an nice place to bounce you ideas. Need inspiration? Check this out! READ/VOTE/COMMENTS are welcome!

Winner of 'Best Writing On a Blog' at the 2012 Wales Blog Awards.

Poems on all the delicate things. Porcelain. Flowers. Ourselves.

Poetry from the heart

The harsh Houston winds bother Lucy as she walks through the city. The wind seemed to take a liking to her hair as it keeping blowing into her face causing her to collide into a handsome stranger. Where will things lead too. One shot :)

(WRITTEN IN ENGLISH) He was my friend. I don't know what happened to us. We were so close until something terrible happened. (COVER PHOTO: Gangsta by PenguinFrontier on DeviantArt. I really don't claim any rights to the image used. If you wish me to take it down, please let me know.)

As the best friend and roommate of Amanda Brotzman, your life was a series of ups and downs. When you returned from picking up Amandas prescription one day, a strange van makes your life much more interesting.

It's Many Ways To Love ..My Version Just May Be It 🌹

Genre: BL • High School • Romance • Humor • Slow Burn • Emotional Tone: Funny, warm, chaotic, painfully relatable Gen Z energy "Sometimes the heart crashes before the system even starts." They called me a prodigy. A champion. A legend behind a controller. But truth is, I was just another boy hiding behind a screen easier to fight digital monsters than face the ones in my own chest. I didn't believe in love. Not really.Love felt like lag messy, unpredictable, and guaranteed to ruin your focus.Until I met him ,Colin Park. The boy who didn't play games. The one who walked into my world of pixels and tournaments with soft eyes, pink lip gloss, and a camera that saw too much. He wasn't supposed to matter. But somehow, he became the only thing I couldn't control, couldn't mute, couldn't outplay. Because the moment he looked at me. everything I thought I knew about myself... started to glitch.

Though outwardly, Mr. Hengry Billinger seems normal, inwardly, he is a special person. Constantly seeking answers to his life and the attention of his love interest, Mrs. Hangah, passion oozes from the thin, moist hairs on his upper lip like a faucet. This, however, proves to be only a facet of Hengries condition.

Written in response to a fanfic challenge "What would happen if I met Ricky Deeming of "Inspector George Gently"?

❝𝙒𝙀 𝙎𝙃𝘼𝙇𝙇 𝙎𝙐𝙍𝙀 𝙈𝙀𝙀𝙏 𝘼𝙂𝘼𝙄𝙉. ❞ Where the mere appearances that play a thousand games mysteriously leave you at a place... A place where there is no end. •1st place in the Orca Awards. •2nd place in Indian Legion Tricolor Triennial Awards •3rd place in the Creative Awards.

This is a Never-Finish type of anthology; I will probably never publish it as a "finished" work and I will constantly be adding to it. This is poetry that just sort of happened. I hope you like it. :) Also, bold-italic font is an author's note.