Shortread Stories

[ early 2000s backdrop, desi romcom ] when the calendar flipped to 2002... Sandhya was simply too smart, too solvent, and far too qualified for the egos of the local bachelor pool. at twenty-five, she's thriving as a well-paid college professor, but in her mother's orthodox eyes, an un-married daughter with a master's degree might as well be a family tragedy. what follows is an endless parade of self-important suitors who crumble the second they realize a lady earns more than them.

Random Sindhanais ennoda raw, unfiltered thoughts, late-night musings, and everyday observations-oda motha muttai. Childhood memories-oda bittersweet nostalgia-la irundhu, adulting panra thallatam, society, love, and life-oda beautiful chaos-a paathna random rants varaiku-idhu eppovume nonstop-a yosikra mind-galkana oru safe space. Sila chapters unga sirippu muttum, sila chapters unga deep-a pause panni yosika vaikum, innosila chapters ungaluku romba down ah irukrappo oru positive feel tharum. Kandipa idula edachum oru chapter ungaluku relatable ah irukum. Just give a try.

You are going to read this as a story. A man loses someone. He stops sleeping. A woman made of light shows him a hundred worlds where she's still alive, still laughing, still breathing - and in every one of them, he's the one who's missing. You'll tell yourself it's just fiction. A metaphor. A clever structural trick about grief. But somewhere around the part where he asks "have I told you I didn't wake up?" - stop, and ask yourself when the last time was that someone checked on you. Really checked. Not the polite kind of checking. Because some stories are told by people no longer here to correct you if you get the ending wrong. This might be one of them. You won't know until you finish it. And by then, it might already be too late to ask.

[ early 2000s backdrop, desi romcom ] when the calendar flipped to 2005... where a flight attendant mistook a passenger for someone she admires. he realized the mix-up almost instantly. correcting her would've been the right thing to do. unfortunately, he chose entertainment instead.

There's that one person. Talking. And talking. Glancing at you every few seconds like you're supposed to add something. And all you want to do is scream "PLEASE. STOP. TALKING‼️" You can't say that. So what do you do? You find an exit. A smooth one. Something that gets you out without starting World War III. That's why this book exists. I've lived every one of these moments including the time i actually wanted to say "I'm sure whatever i have to say can wait till you're smarter" and didn't. (I still think about it. I probably always will.) Inside: escape lines for every disaster. The bestie who never stops talking. The date so boring i saw a tumbleweed. The five words that ruin every family gathering: "why are you still single?" The man who introduced me to his watch before he asked my name. Even the zombie apocalypse. If you've ever needed to disappear mid-conversation, there's a line here for you. Drop yours in the comments - your "I wish I'd said that" moments are basically my favorite thing to read. Let's build a whole tribe of people who always have an exit ready. Quick housekeeping: everything here is mine, if you spot a copycat, send them my way. And if you catch a typo, tell me nicely. Even escape artists miss things sometimes. Thanks for joining the escape plan. Let's make every awkward moment survivable. 🤗🧡

Just a short collection of poems for you to read (if they're any good 😅) with some calming music. Remember you can cry when things hurt. Crying is good for you.

This is a book where whenever I get an idea I write a short story with that idea. you can put ideas and suggestions in the comments. this is an MHA stories book. I do not own any of the characters or My Hero Academia.

Inspired by the Twisted series (by Ana Huang) here comes the "Naked Truth" that we go through in our day to day life. This is a series of random thoughts that we often disregard or not pay attention to. It is a set of random feelings portrayed in the form of writings to give you the feel of breeze in a scorching hot day and the feel of warmth in the frosty nights.

I Oh. My. God. Someone Just Died... II Who's gonna be next? III I don't want to die! IV Why oh why did I decide to the deal? VI Anyone could be the murderer... VII I wonder if he was the one... VIII Who am I killing next? On a cold, misty evening of January 11, 2030, in Mount Washington, New Hampshire, nine individuals had decided it was time to confront their sole nemesis. Little did they know, it wasn't the only thing they were going to confront.

This book is a collection of short stories, one-shots, flash fiction, microfiction, drabbles, and all my writing contest entries. Call it what you will, but it's basically anything under the sun that I can tweak into a spontaneous narrative which can be read in one sitting; mostly inspired by prompts not limited to pictures and songs. Although extended to a variety of genres, the most prominent you will notice is either Teen Fiction or Chicklit. Usually with a length of not more than 4k words. Additional note: - This book has gone through a number of edits, yet it will still feel like it's unedited. So, my apologies if you're having a hard time digesting the story. - I do not have a fixed update schedule for this book. - Don't ghost read. Drop in a vote if you like the story ^-^ It'll mean a lot if you drop in a feedback in the comments too. - I usually leave an author's note for an explanation and to converse with readers. So, I'll see you there! - And, please forgive my engurish ò.ó.

*BOOK IS NOW COMPLETE* An Excerpt: "You said we could go anywhere, right?" Abel took a puff of his ciagrette. "I did." He said. "Then let's go." **** This is an imagining of Lana and The Weeknd as high school outcasts. This is a short piece, only 4 chapters long. Hope you enjoy! Let me know your reactions!

From drama to romance, comedy to tragedy.

Hey. So this isn't the full story-just the beginning. Think of it like a warm-up. I'm writing all of this from memory, exactly how I remember it, no filters. Some stuff might sound fake, but that's your call. I lie a lot, but I'm also weirdly honest. Welcome to Nine Lives Liven. Let's see how long you stick around.

It's been 4 weeks since the mysterious disappearance of Jonathan Spencer and Lukas Gravis. The boys were last seen playing near some snow piles in a parking lot. No trace of them has been found since. Will the upcoming Spring bring new clues to the boys fate?

How do I put my words together without seeming like a fool?

"Everything in life is temporary, people work hard to live and die feeling unsatisfied..do what makes you feel alive" a cab driver told me that while I was late to school one morning. I've never been the same. I write my pain away, everything is temporary but I want these words to be permanent.

written from my sweetest of thoughts, my darkest of times, and my truest desires. Thank you, Sierra ❤️

Step into a world where the wind speaks in riddles, rivers remember your name, and shadows carry stories older than time. In Whispers of the World, ancient legends and timeless myths from every corner of the globe gather beneath the boughs of a single, enchanted tree. From the golden threads of Anansi's cunning to the thunderbird's storm-swept wings, from the shapeshifting secrets of selkies to the sly grin of tricksters at every crossroads-this anthology is a passport to the wonder tucked inside every whisper of folklore. Drawn from West African jungles, Celtic shores, Eastern mountains, desert winds, and forest depths, these tales pulse with magic, wisdom, and the heartbeat of countless generations. Whether told around fires, carved into wood, or passed between stars, each story invites you to listen closely-and maybe, just maybe, to believe. For lovers of mythology, fairytale dreamers, and curious souls: these are the stories the world has been whispering to you all along. It's time to listen.