Genz Stories

Welcome to Oakwood-where IQ is optional, but entertainment is guaranteed. 🤍 Home to future CEOs, billionaires' heirs... and the most brainless group of students you'll ever meet. They can close million-dollar deals, but can't handle their own feelings. They'll ace presentations, lose arguments they started, create unnecessary drama, fall in love with the worst possible person, and somehow turn every normal day into complete chaos. Multiple couples. Endless madness. Zero common sense. ✦ 𝐓𝐑𝐎𝐏𝐄𝐒 ✦ - Multi-Couple Romance - College Romance - Slow Burn - Friends to Lovers - Enemies to Lovers - Opposites Attract - Grumpy × Sunshine - Topper × Backbencher - Playboy × Playgirl - Family Friends to Lovers - Found Family - Chaotic Friend Group - Rich Kids Problems - Banter & Humor - Family Drama P.S. The university is prestigious. The students? Not so much. 🤍

✿⁠ एक दिल है... जो बस तुम्हारे इंतज़ार में धड़कता है, ✿⁠ एक दिल है... जो तुम्हारे ही ख़यालों में तड़पता है। ✿ एक दिल है... जो अब सिर्फ़ तुम्हारा ही नाम जपता है, ✿⁠ एक दिल है... जो पूरी तरह तुम्हारा हो चुका है। ✿⁠ बस एक तुम ही हो, जिसने इसे आज तक देखा ही नहीं, बताओ ज़रा... क्या कभी मुड़कर देखोगे भी सही? ✿⁠ बेचैन सा पड़ा है ये दिल एक कोने में, कि बस तुम्हारी एक झलक पड़ जाए... और ये मुकम्मल हो जाए। ................................................................. It begins with stolen glances and quiet smiles, and slowly blossoms into love. A soft school romance for those who still believe in the magic of teenage hearts-for those who want to know what it feels like to be truly seen, gently cared for, chosen without hesitation, and loved without conditions. Some love stories don't arrive with grand confessions. They grow between shared notebooks, lingering eye contact, and moments that become memories before anyone realizes it. Because sometimes, all it takes is one heart to change everything.

A new university. A new country. And the most chaotic section on campus. Eesha Kapoor, a rich Indian girl from Bengaluru raised in London, transfers to Hell University in Thailand and lands in Section E-the university's most notorious class. Between fashion competitions, late-night projects, parties, friendships, rivalries, and college chaos, Eesha slowly finds a place she never expected. But one person makes university life impossible- Mark Keifer Watson. Her biggest rival. Her sworn enemy. And the last person she ever expected to matter. Welcome to Section E. 🖤

An overnight sensation shares his perspective of life in a rare interview wading through questions about life, work, love, relationships, culture, society and more. The first 7 chapters are absolutely free to read. The complete story along with the remaining 14 chapters are live on my Patreon. Link is in my profile. Do check it out at your convenience.

2,180 days without a single friend. Online school doesn't save me from the pain. If you've made it this far, then you've cared about me more than my teachers and parents combined. It sounds performative if I tell you that I am just another bullied kid trying to survive, but I don't know if I am. *** Solomon Handler's nightmares have returned-and this time, they are becoming more real. Like every other problem in his life, Solomon tries to push them away, but these visions want something. And they are coming to collect. As the world around him begins to crumble, Solomon is forced to confront the horrors that torment him whether he is awake or asleep.

One final year. One new beginning. And absolutely no idea what they're getting themselves into. New students. Old rivalries. Unlikely friendships. A school full of rules that suddenly don't seem to matter anymore. Somewhere between skipped classes, school competitions, late-night conversations, stupid arguments and the little moments that nobody thinks they'll remember... they grow up. And maybe, just maybe, they fall in love along the way. Welcome to Class 12. Welcome to their chaos. Welcome to their Pehla Ishq. 💌

Questa testata giornalistica non può fornire di sé una descrizione soddisfacente. Non è nemmeno una testata giornalistica, se rimanevano dei dubbi. O dove, nella forma che va dall'articolo allo sfogo, si raccolgono i pensieri randomici di una weeb nella sua dura vita online. ─────.•*:｡✎｡:*•.───── [ ✎ ] Raccolta caotica inerente Wattpad, i social, i fandom, la scrittura, qualsiasi argomento su cui la sottoscritta abbia voglia di attaccare un pippone. [ ✎ ] I diritti sulle immagini appartengono agli artisti indicati, quelli sull'idea e sul contenuto testuale dei capitoli a me. Don't steal or copy (I see you!) [ ✎ ] Tono e temi variano da leggeri a seri e informativi. TW eventuali a inizio di ogni capitolo. ─────.•*:｡✎｡:*•.───── [ ✎ ] Pubblicazione: 16/08/26 - [ ✎ ] Parti: 02 di ??. Tempo di lettura: breve, variabile. [ ✎ ] Rankings: 1° #ironia, 2° #commentary, 2° #weeb [ ✎ ] Disegno di copertina: anime "My Hero Academia", edit @ unknown.

Does your ex ever show up drunk at your apartment and blames you for leaving, then pulls you on his lap and says he missed you.Then switches up in the morning? "Come sit with me." Hyunjin patted the space beside him on the couch. "No." "I have to tell you something important." "I can hear you just fine from here." "Can you now..?" His voice dropped to approximately 24 decibals now. And yeah. Xie could NOT here him. She sighed helplessly. "Can't you just tell me?" He tutted his teeth, head shaking left and right with a passive aggression of a pouty drunk man. "Noo." He crossed his arms on his chest in the most winsome way, pout still remaining there. She contemplated for about a minute. She already knew this was pointless. He shifted over without complaint. She sat down beside him. For approximately three seconds, everything was quiet. Then Hyunjin leaned sideways until his head rested on her shoulder. Xie looked down at him. "...Seriously?" Immediately her hand tried to push him aside. "Mhm." "You know you're very heavy." "I'm emotionally heavy." "That's not what I meant." She groaned. "I knew you'd do something like this." He chuckled. "You still came." "Because you said you'd tell the important thing!" She swatted at his chest, which barely got any reaction from him. Just a bare smirk sitting on his face. He adjusted himself slightly, getting comfortable against her shoulder. "You're warm." And there, her system immediately started betraying her. "You're drunk." She excused. "Both can be true." Her eyes were still shut down in serene. She rolled her eyes. "Tell me the important thing." Then he mumbled, "The important thing is that I've realized..." He already snaked his arms around waist. "That this exes thing is no longer sustainable. I'm gon' need you to be mine again." "What." "Cause I'm too much in love with you to resist holding you like this everyday." Could we get any messier? #2 - #hyunjin #2 - #hwanghyunjin

This isn't just a story about one girl. It's about a generation that grew up between childhood games and smartphone screens, between handwritten memories and disappearing messages. If you've ever felt nostalgic for a life that no longer exists, this story might feel a little like coming home.

Caiden O'Malley is fine, thanks. Not insane. Not lonely. Not dead... yet. He's living it up in post-apocalyptic Minneapolis, if your idea of "living it up" is scraping by on canned beans and slightly expired liquorice, fighting through hordes with his machete Machete and modelling the latest "dumpster-diving-sleep-deprived-raccoon" style. Okay. Maybe he's not fine. But when the enigmatic sharpshooter Sage shows up to save his ass from zombies like some Hello Kitty fan moonlighting as a guardian angel, his world turns upside down. Suddenly, he's got someone to fight with, and he might make out alive. Inspired by Caiden's favourite streamer Lexi, the pair embark on a mission to find safe harbour. A zone clear from the infection: NEW EDEN. But with a dream in mind and a wary alliance with Sage starting to grow, Caiden begins to realise that maybe there's more to the apocalypse than survival. Maybe it's possible his life could get back to normal again. Or maybe he's crazy and it's going to turn into a different flavour of weird. One thing's for sure: it's going to be a wild ride.

Four chaotic twenty-something roommates-Kye (a guarded trans guy), Jackson (his hot, emotionally unavailable maybe-fling), Isaiah (a burnout grad student), and River (a stoner with too many opinions)-are just trying to survive adulthood, sex, identity, and each other under one roof. Hookups get messy. Secrets get out. Feelings get caught. Nobody's as together as they pretend to be.

Nothing just some 14 grown royal adults either being dramatic or emotional or any other emotion you say 😝.

"nope the problem is people." "which people?" "like every person other than you." IN WHICH... luca vetrova and paul baker are in love, and its embarrassing. ( PAUL BAKER x MALE!OC )

To everyone on campus, Jungkook and Jimin are the ultimate Ride-or-Die duo-the gold standard of an inseparable brotherhood. But behind the door of Room , they live by a No-Label Pact, rebranding their secret intimacy as a mere "biological necessity." By day, they are just friends; by night, they are a blurred line. There are no flowers or confessions-just a high-intensity connection they've convinced themselves is purely functional. It's a high-stakes Tactical Standoff: two best friends who know every inch of each other's bodies, yet remain the masters of staying "unbothered." WARNING: This story contains explicit content, including graphic language and mature themes that may not be suitable for all readers. Reader discretion is strongly advised. 18+ only.

Before We Knew We Were Growing Up A coming-of-age story about friendship, growing up, and all the little things that become memories before we even realize it. Do you remember the little things that once meant everything? The friends we thought would stay forever. The late-night conversations and silly fights. The first crush, the first heartbreak, and the feelings we couldn't explain. The dreams we were sure about and the future we couldn't wait to meet. Growing up was never just about getting older. It was about changing without noticing. The laughter. The loneliness. The mistakes. The little victories. The people we met, the people we lost, and the ordinary days we didn't know we'd miss. Maybe our lives aren't extraordinary. Maybe it's the ordinary moments that make them worth remembering. We grew up in a generation that seemed to experience everything at once-freedom, pressure, social media, dreams, confusion, love, loss, and the feeling that we're somehow supposed to have life figured out. But maybe nobody really does. At the end of every chapter, I'll leave you with one question. Not for the story. For you. Because maybe, somewhere in these pages, you'll find a little bit of yourself. So, before we begin-what is one moment from your life you wish you could live just once more?

She came to college looking for a fresh start. He was never supposed to be part of it. she had her plans. he had his own world. They had nothing in common. or at least that's what she thought. ******************************** Karishma had worked hard to earn her place at TNM Mumbai most prestigious college moving away for college WAS supposed to be the beginning of something new .new people, new experience is under life of her own then she met AARYAN SINGH RAJPUT. the youngest son of one of the Mumbai wealth and most influential families , Aaryan has grown up surrounded by privilege at college, his name is already on his circle is impossible to miss and his life scene completely different from hers. a few and unexpected encounters, a little too much attention, a friendship never of them plant and suddenly the crush Karishma had tried so hard to hide even one sided as she thought. Because AARYAN SINGH RAJPUT may not be easy to fall for. ******************************@ College romance grumpy X sunshine jealousy Friendship crush mature themes She fell first he fell harde

Author's Note / Introduction (Read Me First!) Hey everyone! Welcome to The Economics of Love 🥂✨ I wrote this guide because I got tired of the same generic, copy-and-pasted dating advice that shows up everywhere online. No, you are not crazy for losing that initial "spark," and no, your ex was not some mysterious puzzle - sometimes people are simply reacting to human psychology, expectations, and the realities of modern relationships. In this book, we'll look at love through a completely different lens: the witty, complicated, and sometimes brutal world of economics. Whether you're single and navigating the digital dating scene, in a relationship and trying to avoid falling into a rut, or healing from heartbreak, this book is for you. If something in these pages speaks to you, I'd love to hear your thoughts in the comments. And if you enjoy the book, please tap the Star/Vote button to help it reach more readers. New chapters will be posted on Mondays, Wednesdays and Fridays. So settle in, stay curious, and let's begin. - Your Ultimate Guide All Rights Reserved No part of this publication may be reproduced, distributed, scanned, stored in a retrieval system, or transmitted in any form or by any means-including photocopying, digital recording, electronic posting, or other mechanical or digital methods-without the prior written permission of the copyright owner, except in the case of brief quotations embodied in critical reviews and certain other non-commercial uses permitted by international copyright law.

Bima was the guy behind the camera, never in front of it, until his best friend threw him away for a contract. At his lowest point, a stranger calling himself the Middleman offers him a way back up. No followers to build. No years to wait. Just an Upgrade. But every rise comes with a payment. And the price isn't money. It's him.

Eight kids. Two teams. One classroom. And absolutely no idea "what was about to come". 🏫😂 In Class 6, Alina, Selina, Sofia, and Aanya had their own girls' gang, while Manav, Rahul, Aarav, and Aaush had their. They couldn't stand each other. Until one school activity forced them to become a team. 😭 What starts with fights, teasing, stolen pens, hidden notebooks and endless "Girls vs Boys" drama slowly turns into an unforgettable friendship. 🫶🏻✨ But this is only the beginning... Because as they grow from school to college, friendships will change, feelings will grow, secrets will be kept, and love will enter their lives when they least expect it. ❤️ Four girls. Four boys. One friendship. And a whole lot of chaos. 💌😂 Sometimes, the people you never expected to become your story... become the story you never forget. - Alina 🤍✨

- I wasn't staring," he chirped out, voice quivering slightly. "You just... walk loud." Maleficent chuckled, low and amused. "Loud? Or unforgettable?" He teased the young prince, cocking his head to the side coyly. Raiden's mouth opened up in disdain and disgust; his entire face twisted up like he smelled something foul. "This is your creepy roommate?" Raiden looked him up and down, far from impressed. Suddenly a blur shot out from behind a cluster of students, Derrick. He moved fast, shoulders squared, eyes cold. His fist slammed into Maleficent's arm with explosive force, twisting it sharply as if it were a joint of steel. The rails on the staircase groaned, cracked, and then shattered under the impact. Maleficent was blasted off the stairs, spinning through the air and then slamming down on the lower level. The noise was a terrible crash, causing a smoke cloud of dust and debris around the impact. Had Maleficent been anyone else, a hit like that would've been death. Students scattered. Divine's mirror pad hit the floor and cracked. Darieth stood frozen, the aftershock still ringing through his bones. The air crackled. Students screamed, and all Divine could do was watch the destruction. "Oh my crown..." she whispered under her breath. Raiden hustled his relatives off of the steps getting them away from the crossfire. "Come on let's get off front lines!, I knew this was gonna happen but not so soon!?" He said in a huff laughing. Derrick shook out his right hand, jaw set, eyes cold. Looking more beastly today. "Thought I wouldn't see your ass again huh, It's on!, get up you piece of shit!," Dust swirled around the shattered cement on the floor, hanging thick in the air like a curtain. Students froze, wide eyed, some pressed against walls, others whispering to each other and recording. .