Herstory Stories

"I was told not to laugh too loudly-it didn't suit the family." "Someone suggested I change the way I signed my name after marriage." "They discussed my food preferences in a family meeting-without me in the room." None of these moments ended a marriage. None of them caused a scene. And none of them were ever spoken about again. This book begins in those moments. Reasons Why Women Should Not Get Married in India is a non-fiction collection of real, short stories told by women across generations who encountered the strange, uncomfortable, and quietly disorienting realities of marriage. Their marriages were not disasters. Many were stable. Some were loving. But all of them came with small incidents that carried big meanings-moments that made these women pause and wonder when, exactly, they had begun disappearing. Each chapter presents a "reason," not as an argument, but as a lived experience: the comments passed casually at family dinners, the expectations that arrive without discussion, the subtle reshaping of personality, preferences, body, colour, voice, and behaviour. These are not dramatic confessions. They are everyday truths-easy to dismiss, impossible to forget. This is not a book against marriage. It acknowledges that many women build happy, fulfilling partnerships. But it also insists that the quieter discomforts the ones that don't look serious enough to protest deserve to be documented. Intimate, unsettling, and deeply familiar, this book gives language to experiences women usually share only in whispers. It asks no one to reject marriage. It simply asks readers to notice what is usually overlooked. Because sometimes, the strangest parts of marriage are also the most telling.

Kumari Kandam - The lost continent But what if it's history wasn't lost? What if there was a book explaining it's history, but was banned from viewer discretion by the government? What if one interview could bring all back to life? What if the known would narrate? . "Your book, 'Kumari Kangam: The Final Hour', is among many works that have faced governmental bans for so-called 'controversial content.' Why do you think the government engages in what many perceive as unnecessary censorship?" "Fear," she says simply, letting the word hang in the air like smoke. "Governments, like any institution built on fragile hierarchies, fear stories that unsettle their carefully constructed narratives. Books like mine and others mentioned are dangerous because they make people think. They remind us of the power we've always had but are told to forget." . ~ "You seem to like the view," I mused, my voice cutting through the quiet. His lips pressed together in a barely-there smirk. "It would be a lie if I denied it," he admitted, his voice steady. ~ . ~ "Beneath whispering waves, a still silence gathers-waiting. When blossoms rot before they bloom, and silver shadows smile too wide, one who walks among kin shall loosen the roots. Not all floods come with rain. When the eastern wind carries salt to sleeping hills, know-what was trusted will unmake what was built." ~ . "Do you believe this book was reality?" "I know it was. It just needs proof." . [Need reviews? No problem Statements said by people who know the whole plot. "You're cruel, you know that?" "Romance is romancing in the best way possible" "You can't be serious, right? RIGHT? That's not the ending I expected" "I will kill you. Surely I will." (After hearing the ending, hehe) "Oh, to be a character in your book!"] Note to reader : - This book is a slow burn - Vote, comment, and support my book if you plan to proceed, please ❤ ~ Maya 🌷

A thought that wonder's why us.........

Dejah, a Girl from Detroit, Michigan, moves to Beverly Hills to go to a special dance school to discover there is no Majorette team. As the Hip-Hop team accepts her the other captains consult her about tryouts for all teams and is surprised that she made them all. The Pom Captain refuses to let her join any dance teams. So she makes her own, a majorette team. All the captains laugh at her and challenge her to a blow out battle at the end of the football season at the homecoming game. She ends up winning and competing against them later on in the school year to see which team will represent their school at this years national "Dance to you drop" competition for $100,000.

Entertainment. That's she call them. Hirap na siyang pagkatiwalaan ang mga ito. She plays safe. She doesn't expect that person to stay by her side because she knew that there is no permanent thing in this world. And just like the weather, people change, feelings fade. People always leave, that's why she doesn't want to get too attached. Until one day, there's this boy named Hell. He's personality is the total opposite of his name. For me, he's an angel sent from above. Because he's the reason why, Liyah changed.

Sometimes you unconsciously lose control of your writing. Maybe you're tired and didn't realize it. This is one of those times! Anyways, welcome to this collection of SIX one shots that I wrote! It's definitely not weird to be writing about dead British monarchs...psh, no. Enjoy!

Queen Katheryn Howard, birth year unknown but died in 1542 after just two years of being Queen of England and married to a tyrant. Some speculate she was as young as 15 when she was Queen of England. Some say 17 or 19. Some say she was killed by beheading at just 17. Or 19. Or even 21. Whatever her age at these times, the fact remains. She was just a little girl. She was used and abused. Used by her uncle and father to regain power. Abused by three men. Henry Mannox, her 23 year old music teacher. Francis Dereham, her 25 year old cousin on her step grandmother's side of the family. Thomas Culpepper, her 26 year old cousin through her mother Joyce Culpepper. Katheryn Howard was a Catholic. The only thing she had in common with her stepdaughter the Lady Mary Tudor who was at least 5 years her senior. She got on well with her seven year old stepdaughter the Lady Elizabeth Tudor. Katheryn reminded Elizabeth of her own mother, Anne Boleyn. She gets on well with her stepson the five year old Prince Edward too.

Stuff I've written and never finished..want to finish but haven't..

The story is about a girl named Lily who is cheerful and extroverted, surrounded by people.But her life inside was much more intense and sadder than anyone else.Her traumatic childhood experiences,her parents continues quarrel, most of all how her whole life turned around just because of her father affair with another woman. Thats the reason why she doesn't believe in love.She was afraid to be in a relationship with someone.Until she met the one that made her believe in love and friendship.The one that made her happy again.More over that one that made her love herself.....

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Life gives us many lessons to take, for every pain we've got, every dreams we build, mistakes we did, and many things to learn about.

Wangu wa Makeri is a story inspired by the life of Wangu wa Makeri (1856-1915), the first and only female chief among the Agĩkũyũ people during British colonial rule in Kenya. The narrative blends history, oral tradition, and cultural themes to explore gender, leadership, and power. The book portrays Wangu as a strong, ambitious, and intelligent woman who rose to leadership in a time when authority was traditionally reserved for men. She became a chief under the colonial system, ruling with firmness and authority, earning both admiration and criticism. Her leadership is shown as groundbreaking but also controversial-while she embodied courage and challenged patriarchal norms, her reign was marked by tensions with both men and women in the community. Eventually, her downfall came after scandal and resistance from elders, yet her legacy lived on as a symbol of defiance and female strength.

This is a story of a young shs graduate who is confused and doesn't know what to do next in her educational level ...... join her as she unfolds her plight and finally realize her dream to achieve higher heights when she's able to overcome the numerous voices whispering in her ears .

The story tells her pov about the right person at the wrong time, how you felt you have met your soulmates but not yours in this life

*ONGOING* This is a short sequal to The Late Bloomer. It contains snippet moments of Luciana and Draco's future that are between Chapter 33 and the epilogue of book 1. (And some after the epilogue) --- I do not own the harry potter story nor the characters within. This is merely just a fanfiction. It is a story I have written based on the harry potter series, including my own characters. --- Writing Start date - 2nd April 2021 End date - Stopped writing/unfinished

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We all have moments we never want to forget or some which we never want to remember. These are your moments, these are my moments and some are well... some are just a wild figment of my imagination. A/N: Each chapter is a complete story by itself.

In the words of a few short sentences you can figure out someone's life. - kr

Olivia Bentley and Marc Howard swore they'd spend the rest of their lives together. For 3 years they stuck together like glitter does to everything it touches. Marc was never happier. Olivia never felt more free. It took less than an hour for all that to end. Marc doesn't know what to do without her. And he swears he'll never forget her. So he decided to write it all down through a collection of short stories and interviews. This is Marc's book... and Olivia's story. -- "She was a shooting star... she was beautiful and bright, everyone knew their greatest wishes could come true if she helped them, but just like a shooting star she was only passing by, and few had the chance to see her." -Marc Howard

When we love, we tend to give everything for the relationship. We exert our time and invest on emotions - giving 'all of us' in the process. So we won't have any regrets and the relationship would lasts for long. But as the saying goes, good things come to an end. When we already gave everything for a single person, for a certain relationship and it still fell apart.. where does that leave us? So what happens when we lost that one person? Will there still be life after that love?