Raw Stories

"The Shadows." The name whispered through the corridors of the CIA, a legend born of whispered rumors and hushed conversations. They were the best, a team of individuals, each a master of their own unique craft, yet they moved with the grace of a single, fluid entity. Extraordinary skills, honed to razor sharpness, complemented each other perfectly, a symphony of expertise that made them the envy of every intelligence agency in the world. But how did they become "The Shadows"? What secrets lay hidden beneath the surface of their polished professionalism? What past traumas, what shared experiences, had forged them into this unbreakable unit? This is a story of action, where bullets fly and fists collide. A story of romance, where hearts ignite amidst the chaos. A story of sci-fi, where technology blurs the lines between the possible and the impossible. A story of drama, where lives hang in the balance and betrayal lurks in the shadows. But most importantly, it's a story of friendship, a testament to the enduring power of the human spirit when bound by a common purpose. Tune in to discover the answers that lie hidden within the shadows.

His world forged him into a relentless beast, but she awakened a primal instinct that threatened to tame the monster within. A Bloodline Story [Tama Tonga] Rankings: #1 in bloodline out of 2.88K stories #1 in wrestling out of 5.8K stories #1 in smackdown out of 1.42K stories #1 in wwe out of 18.6K stories #1 in #tamatonga out of 42 stories Please note - this is a new book, NOT a sequel to previous work. This is entirely a work of fiction. Names, places, events, and incidents are all used fictitiously and do not reflect anything in real life.

These are truths I was never taught to speak. Here lie the words I swallowed, the pain I buried, and the questions they told me not to ask. For the unheard. For the unseen. For the ones who feel too much in a world that tells them to feel less. I write for you. I write for me.

This is a collection of poems that I wrote while navigating life and the challenges that it faces. This is the official part 2 to my poetry novel "Me" that is now complete.

Roman Reigns fanfiction. "What are you promising me?" he said. Without a single doubt, I replied, "My loyalty."

includes y/n.

I create my own storyline for wwe superstars (w/ my own rosters) Fyi, This solely for MY entertainment but if YOU enjoy it too then that's also a plus for ME.

**KRITYANSH MEHRA - 29 years old, 6'2 tall** A man who learned control before comfort. Silence before words. Responsibility before desire. **AGHANYA TIWARI / PIYA - 25 years old, 5'7 in height** Soft-spoken. Observant. Dangerous in silence. °°••°°••°°••°°••°° Some identities are chosen. Some are buried. And some are forgotten-until fate decides otherwise. A prestigious college. A girl who doesn't quite belong. A man who notices what others ignore. As secrets begin to surface and danger hides behind normalcy, one question refuses to stay silent: **"What happens when the truth you're hiding is the truth someone else has been searching for all along?"** A story of hidden identities, unspoken promises, and love tested in the shadows- where every smile could be a lie, and every step closer could change everything.

RAGE is not a story. It is a moment. A moment where anger becomes too heavy to carry in silence. A moment where frustration, pain, and the urge to break something are poured onto paper instead. This poem is raw, unfiltered, and written exactly as it was felt. No embellishments. No masks. Just honest emotion captured before it could become regret. For anyone who has ever felt consumed by anger, trapped by overwhelming emotions, or found healing through writing-this is for you. Sometimes the bravest thing you can do is write instead of react. - Theresa Mo

This is not a story but more like a diary, I don't know if someone will like it or not.

Words have the power to heal , to shift our perspective , and to bridge the gap between our hurts and hope . This collection was born from months of writing through different seasons of my life , kept clean and close to the heart . It is a journey of seeing God not just as a ruler on a throne , but as a Father with open arms - full of grace , kindness , and unwavering love . I hope these poems remind you that you are never walking alone .

A real raw story about eating disorders This is what I have so far

Letters I wrote to myself during the early stages of recovering from a psychotic episode.

The truth about love

Life can hurt a stage in life with poetry Poems no one wanted to hear but me Internal struggles Healing

His decade long marriage was coming to an end, she finally gets the guts to leave her abusive relationship and pursues her dream career. Their world's collide and a romance is born. A story where Mia Leonard or Phoenix (as she's known in the WWE) joins the company and catches the eye of the boss.

Nirvair Sehgal × Iknoor Iyer "Kya hua h?"He asked as he stood in front of her staring at her teary eyes. "Me..meri payal kho gayi h"Iknoor said as more tears fell down her eyes. He sighed. Sure he didn't want this marriage but she was his wife now and anyways he didn't like her crying. "Relax...mil jayega,mein dhundta hu"He said as he started looking for the silver pagal she had worn during their wedding. A flash of light reflected from the swimming pool and he sighed in relief when he spotted the silver payal upon a close watch. Without waiting for any second,he straight away jumped into the pool. Iknoor gasped at his actions.It was freezing cold in Vishakapatnam and he jumped into the icy water. He emerged out of the pool,water dripping down his body,his biceps flexed as he moved his shoulder length hair back and walked towards her, holding the pagal in his left hand. Iknoor forwarded her hand to take it from him but she gasped for the second time that night when instead of giving it to her he bent down in front of her. Slowly lifting her saree a lil above,he tied the pagal on her left ankle. "Dubara mat khona isse..... it's getting cold get inside"He said and left leaving behind a very surprised Iknoor. She fell first,he fell harder.

This is the world of Pro Wrestling What If. That we go through a bunch of What If scenarios through history hopefully. Enjoy folks.

If you've ever gotten through a day without knowing how - this is for you. PLEASE READ THIS! This one came from something real - a feeling I've carried, a dream I didn't ask for but didn't want to let go of either. Every part of it, the ache, the smile, the wanting - that's mine. I used AI to help smooth the grammar and find the words that fit closest to what I felt, so nothing got lost between my chest and the page. Hope it found you the way it found me.

Hi guys! I'm kind of new to the writing aspect of this app and writing in general but I've decided to try and publish some of my poems here! I hope you enjoy and I totally welcome and feedback or criticism! I will be publishing 3 each week!!