Narrator Stories

"Truth behind the Layer needs a Layer to remove the Layer, the Layer which successfully masked the truth. " Arnav Singh Raizada and Khushi Kumari Gupta Singh Raiazada are happily married couple, living in love-filled joyous life. Sometimes Truth hiding behind the Layer can hit you with a force that may destroy a happily-married couple life. It can change the directions of their relationship. Who's going to hit them hard with such layer? Sheetal Kapoor and Aarav? What's going to happen with ArShi's Relationship? Can they remove the layer to see the truth, actually? If yes, then how? Cover credit @Queen_Multifandom

Khushi Kumari Gupta and Arnav Singh Raizada were meant to marry for love; a future chosen by the heart. But on the day that was supposed to bind them together, the truth fractures everything. What begins as a promise quietly turns into something far more complicated. Arnav changes-subtly, yet unmistakably. The warmth Khushi once knew slips through her fingers, replaced by distance, restraint, and something she cannot name. Yet not all of him feels lost. There are moments-fleeting, unguarded-when he looks at her as if nothing has changed. But everything has. Caught between what was and what is, Khushi finds herself drawn into a relationship that no longer follows the rules she once believed in-pulling her toward a depth she doesn't yet understand.

A collection of Drabbles, and Short stories.

A speaker wrestles with longing, grief, and thwarted devotion. Night, rain, and burning waves mirror an ageless heart consumed by passion and sorrow. Questions of worth and purpose arise-a humble steed seeking redemption, a maestro fearing the loss of his song and belonging, a woman bound by a path shaped by stolen prayer. An unsung hero, wordless with rage, is lost between life and death, propelled only by the hard "steel" counsel of his father-now entombed-that both burdens and guides him. Overall, it's a meditation on love, loss, and the struggle to find meaning under the weight of fate and memory.

A fragmented novel about the body, desire, pentecostalism, shame, tenderness, sexuality, exhaustion, faith, and collapse. Part confession, part case file, part residual memory, the novel follows scenes that refuse to disappear: hospitals, prayers, erotic encounters, family violence, humanitarian journeys, masculinity, dissociation, and the strange persistence of the body after emotional rupture. This is not a story searching for purity or redemption. It is an open archive.

When a writer stumbles into an hourglass, she discovers a world she has never tried--a world where she can speak her mind without others criticizing, and a world where she mixes fiction with reality: the world of Time and Tide. *** For the longest time, Viktoria Fyodorova has been stuck in the world of Fiction, writing story after story, eager to try something new. The time comes when she stumbles upon an hourglass while exploring one day, and enters the world of Time and Tide. There, she mixes fiction with reality and learns that if they take the extra step, a writer may be surprised when they try something new. In the case of Viktoria, who knew Poetry was so much like Fiction? The thanks go to Time and Tide, even if Viktoria isn't the best at this new genre.

Lucien Vergara has everything the world envies-wealth, power, and a future already written for him. But inside the gates of International School Manila, he is just a broken boy hiding behind expensive silence and dangerous habits. Drugs keep him numb. Parties keep him distracted. And pain... he buries where no one can see it. Until the night of his eighteenth birthday. When the lights go out. When the guests start screaming. When his entire world turns into fire and blood. Lucien wakes from the ashes with only one thought left in his mind: Find the killer. And make them suffer. But the deeper he falls into Manila's criminal underworld, the more reality begins to fracture. The messages guiding him. The enemies he destroys. The revenge he builds from nothing. None of it may be what it seems. Because sometimes the most terrifying monster... is the reality you created to escape the truth.

"In the rigid world of the 1950s, two souls face a heart-wrenching choice: to be emotionally free but physically trapped, or physically free but emotionally imprisoned. In a life where being different is a death sentence, they still chose each other." CLICK MORE FOR DISCLAIMER Disclaimer: This story actually starts from " The meeting," Not from "The Reopening." Sorry if my titles confused you.

Every murder, from the time of Cain, has its own story. Most of the time we cannot fathom from how the story begins for each person involved, how it leads to the inevitable conclusion. This is the story of everything that leads up to a murder.

Jack and beaux are 2 brothers living in a town in Louisiana, what seems like a good life turns to disaster when the law fails, secrets are revealed and 1 man dodges them all.

Before Innovia became what it is today, it was called Iravath, and it was Lysa's home. Growing up in Harenia, a coastal town in the empire of Adamania, when dragons still flew free in the skies and nested in the mountains of the hinterland, Lysa had the misfortune to be born during the age of the Conquest, when the gods were slain by powerful primordial demons who seized the continent of Iravath in their grip. Lysa doesn't believe in the gods, but she believes in their death, and that soon the entire continent will meet a similar fate. But what can she do alone to stem an immense evil? A simple human, in a land of entities that stand on top of each other's bodies, making the cult of mortals a game or a bargaining chip, has no hope of being able to change destiny. She has no powers, she doesn't know magic, and she barely knows how to hold a weapon in her hand. It'll be the encounter with one of the terrible primordial demons that will change her forever: Morthakar, the Scourge of Shadows, will make her an offer that, in the moment of the most desperate need, Lysa will not be able to refuse. But demons are mendacious creatures, and what may seem like a gift quickly becomes a heavy chain, that drags the soul of those who give in to their mellifluous words into oblivion. On her own, Lysa cannot even save herself. But new gods are being born from the prayers of mortals subjected to abuse, to sacrifices. And among them, perhaps the girl will find someone who'll finally be willing to help her not only to regain her freedom, but also to dispel the terror of primordial demons once and for all. [ This is a prequel to the main story "Tales of Innovia", but contains no major spoilers for the main plot. The two stories can be read in any order you like.]

There is a voice that follows g3zzlord through every gate he walks through. It doesn't threaten. It doesn't lie. It simply watches, and comments, and tells the truth at exactly the moment it hurts the most. It has been doing this for a very long time. g3zzlord is, apparently, the most interesting case in a while. He's not sure how to feel about that.

Iris Horrigan smokes to quiet the parts of herself she can't face. Esse Shaw answers late-night phone calls for the same reason. On a fire escape suspended above the city, two women orbit exhaustion in different ways-one through cigarettes, the other through love that refuses to end. Exhaustion is a quiet story about loneliness, emotional dependency, and the habits we keep long after they start hurting us.

The moment when the humor runs out and you realize you're not just 'traveling' anymore. To anyone who has ever sat by a 'destiny' and watched the 'fate' in the room. This one is for you. Life is cruel. Sleep well, everyone.

you're all caught up inside, but you know the way. dual! pov (slow burn) steve harrington x fem! oc [stranger things 2-5] © 2025 -FINDYOURSELF-

Hazel only went to a psychologist a whim. Just to talk. She nodded along when they handed her a referral to a psychiatrist. She felt fine, after all. At the end of the psychiatrist session, something snapped. She doesn't remember screaming. She woke up in a seclusion room. The doctor says it's for her own safety. The door says therwise. And then she heard it-a voice from the hallway. Soft. Familiar. The same voice that taught her what the word "discipline" meant when she was nine. He told her she checked in voluntarily. She doesn't remember that part either. Welcome to treatment, Hazel. Let's find out what you're hiding.

A poetic collection where nature, elements, and emotions find their own voice. Each diary unveils a soul, reminding us that everything around us lives, feels, and speaks - if only we listen. Penned by Piku GYUN 💚🌿 Note 👉 Images Credit: Gemini Ai, Canva & Pinterest 🎗️HIGHEST RANKING 🎖️#1 bestseller (26th November 2025) 🎖️#1 poetess (29th November 2025) 🎖️#1 bookofpoems (12th November 2025) 🥈#2 diaries (25th April 2026) 🥈#2 speak (12th November 2025) 🥉#3 bestbookever (22nd November 2025)

Short stories on Ananya Saini and Nikhil Nair.

Blurb Ananya Saini was just coming out of her messy life and she wasn't fretted as much as she thought she would be. Turns out her thoughts weren't wrong. For it came in the form of Nikhil Nair, her new colleague. The attraction was much palpable and she wasn't prepared for it. She knows the force of attraction between masses is universal. Yet, she did everything possible to control her never-ending beats and threw the so-called attraction away. Newton wasn't wrong after all, Nikhil Nair wasn't close to her yet close enough. It was obvious that she couldn't control the attraction. It became a heartless dream for her. If it was a heartless dream for her, what was it for Nikhil?

❝ You stole it all, so I wait, just to save this.❞ isa briones x fem! oc