Selfish Stories

"Lea... leave me" I stuttered taking a step back. "How can I leave you?" he said coming closer to me. "You li..lied to me," I said continued taking a step back. Fearing this man who was standing in front of me. "Amna.. love, don't do this... Come here" he said softly. But I shook my head. "You are a monster" I whisper and hit my back with the wall. He stood in front of me. "I'm your husband," he said as matter of fact. "Your not the one whom I loved and married," I said and put my hands on his chest to make some distance. "We should talk about this in the morning.." He paused and wrapped his arms around my waist pulling me closer to him. "Now shall we continue what we started before I had to leave," he said with a smirk. Coming closer to my face. "Don't touch me" I hissed and he held me tightly. "Today our wedding night love, and you have no idea how much I longed for this day.. so no one can stop me now," he said and crashed his lips on me. I can't believe I love this man. No! I didn't love this man. I love my Armaan. Who was a kind and loving caring person. But this man was a cruel heartless man. And I hate him. He moved back and look at me angrily. "My love.. you have to respond," he said angrily. Unzipping my dress. *********** Amna Kareem a beautiful bubbly confident 21 years old girl. Her parents and her brothers love her way too much. She is the princess of their house. Doll made with glasses. She hated violence. Armaan Akbar. A 26 years criminal secret mafia boss. Everyone knows and fears him to the core by his name but no one sees his face as the mafia. He lives away from his family but he loved them he has an elder brother Sameer whom he loves and respects way too much. Amna and Armaan did love marriage. Before marriage, Armaan disguised himself as a kind and loving person in front of Amna. Now Armaan will do anything to keep Amna with him cause he loves her. Now let's see what will he do for his selfish love. And... His selfish revenge.

မင်းယံ ( ခ ) လျှံမင်း။ ဆက်ပိုင်အောင် ။ သင်္ကြန်Theme ကိုအခြေခံရေးထားသည့် System , Time traval One shot တစ်ပုဒ်ဖြစ်သည်။

"Her spark aches each time when she has to shoot anyone, she joined Megatron's rebellion to stop killing for survival but... look at what's she doing now. Servile is a decepticon, loyal to Megatron but for how long? As another superior destiny waits for her patiently." (And I would suggest to watch the show with reading my fanfic if you never watched it or didn't watch it for a long time) AND PLEASE IF YOURE AN ARTIST LOOKING FOR COMMISSIONS YOU WONT FIND THEM HERE, I AM SO TIRED OF Y'ALL SNAKES

They say that for a birth to happen, there must be a death. For spring to arrive, there must be winter. And for the light to shine, the night must fall. They also say that before we are born, the soul watches its entire life play out, and holds the ultimate choice to accept this journey or turn away... because every single soul was created for a reason, and sent here for a certain mission. And now, dear reader, I will reveal to you the life of a girl who is just like an angel, and her name is Malak.(Inspired by true events)."

Some moments are meant to change everything. For Ishan, it was supposed to be perfect. A quiet beach, decorated with care and trembling hope, a question he had held onto for years, and a heart that had finally gathered enough courage to speak. At eighteen, standing on the edge of something that felt like forever, he believed love was simple-pure, patient, and worth every second he had waited. But not all stories begin the way we plan them.Because before the words could be spoken, before the moment could become a memory, everything he had built was reduced to ash. And in the middle of that destruction, he met someone he was never meant to cross paths with. A stranger who didn't apologize. A stranger who didn't explain. A stranger who looked at him like none of it mattered. That night wasn't just the end of something Ishan had dreamed of. It was the beginning of something far more dangerous. Because some people don't just walk into your life- they change the direction of it. And sometimes, what starts with anger... doesn't stay that way. In a world where nothing is as simple as it seems, and every choice carries a cost, Ishan is about to learn that love isn't always gentle-and truth doesn't always come without consequences. Somewhere between what he feels and what he's yet to understand, a story begins to unfold-one that will test loyalty, blur intentions, and force him to question everything he thought he knew. Because not every connection is innocent. Not every silence is empty. And not every beginning is what it looks like. Some begin with love. Some begin with lies. This one begins in between.

Araki unexpectedly crossed over to the world of Naruto and became an unknown child in Konoha Village. He had no prestigious clan background, no assistance system, but he had obtained a Bloodline Limit of Wood Release that he couldn't control. In order to survive in the cruel ninja world filled with slaughter and pain, he diligently trained his body, accumulated chakra, and quietly developed himself. Before he had enough strength, he would never expose his Wood Release talent, fearing being treated as an experimental subject for research, just the thought of Orochimaru's eyes sent chills down his spine. He thought he could practice peacefully and fully master Wood Release before revealing himself to the world. However, just before graduating from the ninja academy, he unexpectedly encountered a troublesome roommate... ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- 1 chapter per day For Advance 20 chapters:- patreon.com/Novel782

Mi z u i r o • S h i s e n - Light Blue Gaze I changed the Title again xD Cuz I can. Expect: ›Drama ›Swear Words ›My meaningless life ›Offensiveness ›Pointless Rants And *D R U M R O L L H A A* »Random »Memes

"You know when You will turn A white old man With a White Beard....And...Will be sick...laying on the hospital bed.....Who will be beside you" "Hm..Let me guess, ....Sister Nancy?" "Pabo" .................................................................................. "Te Amo" "I Fancy You" "Both these are used to express love...BUT The real thing that matters is SINCERITY......" 🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤

One shot story I regret those shits. But those memories makes the best of us for future. (Sa tingin ko talaga, walang connect yung description sa story. Lels)

"I'm not so naive, my sorry eyes can see." If only those sorry eyes could see behind the impenetratable walls of the CAC. You could say they're like the CIA, FBI, DIA or any other organization that focuses on enforcing national security to America. Except it's the exact opposite. The agencies are all going in the direction; wrong leads, wrong evidence. I guess you can only know what's truly happening when you're right in the middle of the fraudelent operation. Sean Ramerez only wanted to assist the woman being kidnapped but only found himself being drugged, kidnapped and in the middle of prison escapees' plotting America's destruction. The CAC's goal: Bring the population down, ruin the government. With enough skilled escapees, relentless assassins and a well thought stratedy, Sean and this mystery woman only have two choices; Work along side the CAC tight-lipped or die. Either way, mouths are going to be sealed. With Sean's freedom stained crimson, can he still work through the thousands of dangerous men who aim to kill? "What do I have to lose, anyway? Oh, only America's one chance of you know, NOT being annihilated."

"You are so obstinate" he talks in a delicate voice. I grin, realizing that I won. Davina Griffon moved to Los Angeles to live with her dad just after her mom passed on. She goes to another school, and her reality was customary, or so she thought. She had a sweetheart and superb companions. Life was okay until she brought an incorrect turn down a rear entryway. What's she going to do? Furthermore, will she deal with her capacity that she doesn't realize she has?

Zara discovers a diary... That makes her wishes come true.

*Smut warning* People say love is about trust. She disagrees. When you're a possessive Dom with a weakness for one person, even a stranger's lingering glance can feel like a threat. Boundaries blur, emotions run high, and obsession begins to masquerade as devotion. To everyone else, her jealousy seems irrational-overbearing, even. But in her mind, no one has the right to covet what she's built, what she's protected, what she's loves. Every smile directed at her sub feels like a challenge. Every wandering pair of eyes feels like a silent invitation she never agreed to. The line between love and possession is thinner than either of them realizes. As insecurities, desire, and devotion collide, they'll have to decide whether their bond can survive the weight of obsession... or if the need to hold on too tightly will be the very thing that tears them apart. After all, sometimes the most dangerous thing isn't love-it's the fear of losing it.

Story of a 14 year old girl who fell in love with her 24 year old cousin. But he hated her very much.

A bunch of poorly-written poetry about hating me. Come join the fun (or not. You should probably just ignore this). All are welcome, few will stay, sure, that's fine and that's okay.

Mystery

Best friends should trust each other more than anyone else, right? But what happened to Della Jasse was contrariwise. She used to be very close to this one best friend since they were 13. Yet because of rumours, her best friend became distant. He trusts rumours more than her. Yes, he, was named Camden Oz. That's unbelievable. Their relationship ceases at 17. The reason why she doesn't have many friends till now. But it didn't stop there. Della Jasse Camden Oz

i break hearts for fun, story of my life and the reason i became like this, the reason i enjoy what i do so much