Openended Stories

දෙවියෝ මුලු ජීවිත කාලෙටම මුණගස්සනවා,කිසිම දවසක ඒ තැනට කිට්ටු වෙන්නවත් බැරි මායාකාරි මනුස්ස රූපයක්❤️‍🩹🔮✨

උබ කොහොම කිව්වාත් මම ආදරේ ඒකිට විතරයි.. :සනුෂ දිනෙත් පෙරේරා කමක්නැහැ බං.. සුරියකාන්ත මලකට වුනාත් පුලුවන්නම් ඉර කවදාවත් තමන්ගේ වෙන්නේ නැ කියන එක දැනගෙන ආදරේ කරන්න ඇයි මට බැරි දිනෙත්.. :හෂෙන් කවිදු ජයවර්ධන හිරු දෙස බලා ඉන්න සුරියකාන්ත මලක් ගැන ඉරට ආදරෙයක් ඇති වෙයිද?🌻❤️‍🩹

"මට අමාරු උනේ ඔයාව අමතක කරන එක නෙමෙයි... ආයෙත් මගෙ ජීවිතේ ඔයා නෑ කියලා තේරුම් අරන් ජීවත් වෙන එක...!!💔🦢"

In the quiet town of Adventure Bay, a phantom walks. By day, Marshall is the clumsy fire pup who makes everyone laugh, the one who falls so others can feel better about standing. But by night, he becomes something else entirely: a mysterious thief who steals sighs and hearts, leaving poetry and roses for the broken, the lonely, the forgotten.His mission? To push two stubborn pups, Chase and Skye, toward the love they're too scared to claim. But masks are dangerous things. The longer Marshall wears the Phantom's cape, the harder it becomes to remember where the costume ends and he begins. Soon, his simple plan spirals into something far darker: a love triangle he never intended, a jealousy he can't control, and a fire that will consume everything. When the final curtain falls, only one question remains: Who was the Phantom? A criminal? A hero? A friend? Or just a spotted pup who loved too much and was never seen at all?

Open Endings One Shot Stories

Sera has a system for everything - her thesis, her mornings, her feelings. Neat categories, correct conclusions. It has worked perfectly for twenty-two years. Then she meets Professor Elena Reyes. Elena is brilliant, composed, and exactly the kind of person Sera should not find herself thinking about at two in the morning. She is also religious, careful, and very good at performing a life she has almost convinced herself she wants. They are a graduating student and her thesis adviser at a university in Manila. They are nothing. They should remain nothing. But Sera, who has never had trouble naming things, finds she cannot name this - and Elena, who prays every night for clarity, finds that her prayers keep going quiet before she reaches the part about Sera. In the Silence Between is a story about two women in a country where some things are still spoken only in silence. About faith that costs something. About a choice that neither of them can quite bring themselves to make - and the question, at the end, that only one of them is brave enough to ask.

The years had gone by in a flash. People come and go in life. Sometimes we tend to forget certain ones chose to stay. They are the one Kimmon didn't know he needed, and wanted. He didn't deserve that younger man who have been loving him silently.

A shadow that clings to us all. Sometimes it's an embarrassing moment we wish we could erase, and sometimes it's a fracture that breaks a family apart. The Past. Like a broken photograph-faded and cracked in places, but still holding pieces of a life you can't forget. Future. Terrifying in its uncertainty. As humans, we crave control, and the unknown unnerves us. What lies ahead? Will it heal, or will it hurt? The Future. A blank canvas-daunting, but full of possibilities. It offers a chance for change, for reconciliation, for hope. In the aftermath of a broken family, a young woman is caught between the echoes of what she's lost and the fear of what comes next. When she stumbles upon a mysterious book that offers an impossible choice-to rewrite the past or embrace the uncertainty of the future-she must decide: can she confront her pain and find her way forward, or will the weight of her choices pull her under? - This story is my original work and is protected by copyright. Unauthorized use, reproduction, or distribution is prohibited.

Ash was happy and in love at 19 years old, and seemingly done journeying. He had a loving boyfriend and he was about to become a gym leader. So why did everything have to go wrong? Why did everything hurt and become messed up? Abuse is abuse, but sometimes a little unexpected help can go make things right. Slash, slight Shattershipping. Triggery subject and some description.

If I reach deep beneath myself, I feel a pulsing heart thumping within. And I'm shocked - that I am real and here and breathing. Often times, I feel I can't find myself. I feel afar and estranged from my own self. I've become numbed to my own feeling, and my ability to perceive feelings. When I'm around Zuko, though, I feel something. It's a quiet pulse. A thump that rings just loud enough for me to want to smoke another cigarette and talk a moment longer. I feel warm. And then the cigarette starts to hurt my lungs - or maybe the act of feeling has begun to hurt my heart. I'm not sure; it's all too similar. If my mother taught me one thing as a child, it's that love is a damned cigarette. Should I ever fall in love, I should remember how it will burn out with death. Crushing ends that fuse down to small stubs we wish we could hold onto forever. Love is like a cigarette, it can get you sick, but you never get sick of it.

Bhavya, Gauri, Trisha and Dawn are good friends. Gauri buys a new phone. But the phone she recieves brings them a new trouble and mysterious adventure. Let's see how they get out of this.

In the secluded ends of a city, stood a school that was hidden away from the world. A world of the unknown that is sustained on despair. So, what happens when Meisha Jane, a young woman, is appointed as a teacher there? The hidden secrets may just be the answer to that. On a borrowed breath, will Meisha be able to escape or will she become a part of that world? Thanks for Reading!

Life was never easy... because sometimes it will just gave you a choice but not a chance. It gave you a chance to fall in love, but never a choice who that person is. Sometimes it gave you a choice to save someone, but not a chance to save yourself.

After a death in his apartment building draws police attention, a Los Angeles psychotherapist must decide how much he wants to know when a high-profile patient's mysterious disclosures begin to mirror the crime.

They're on a mission, but it's cold outside.

"He wore no mask, and no cape weighed his shoulders. All he wore was a blacked turtleneck and jeans, his toes freezing in the frigid night air as his sneakers rested on the ground, long forgotten. Damian Wayne was weak, a filament of Robin who stripped of armor and weapons and left bare to the world like jewels on an auction. He was just Damian Wayne, who couldn't stop the childlike curiosity of the unknown sink its teeth into his head." [Whumptober day seven]

And in just a moment... After so many years of feeling inadequate, feeling empty inside, feeling like a stranger in this world. Will felt something again... Something familiar and so surprising... something dear...? For about five years, I didn't know the meaning of these words, or rather, I thought I didn't know. That look...His..look...My Hannibal..

a short story. lower-case intended. All Rights Reserved tcnshii

"did you ever really hate akutagawa?" "i hated myself. but isn't that what you already know, dazai?" "you never hated him." "no, i didn't." - where akutagawa and atsushi meet by chance, and atsushi realises many truths, only a little too late. - ONGOING as of 040520