Shortshory Stories

Veronika thought marrying a Russian mafia boss would be the hardest part of her life. Turns out? Raising their son is. Aleksei Mikhailov is feared, ruthless, and untouchable in the underworld but at home, he's constantly battling his biggest rival his own five year old son, Kolya, who firmly believes Mama belongs to him. From cuddle wars and dramatic "I'm leaving this family forever!" threats... to Nerf gun sieges, toddler mafia schemes, and moments where the danger of Aleksei's world creeps too close - this chaotic little family proves that even the scariest mafia boss melts for his wife... and for the son who pretends he doesn't.

At the age of seven her mother died, her hope, her rock, her everything... lost because of envy. Winter Edison is a girl living in the medieval ages, a time of Kings and Queens. She is a motherless, abused, and lonely eighteen year old trying to survive in a world that tells her she is not wanted. Then one night in the woods leads Winter Edison into the presence of Bastian Nahario; the future king and her heart beats for the first time. Beats for love, hope, and joy. But, the prince is betrothed to another. What happens when a jealous princess feels threatened by Winter and her beauty? She takes matters into her own hands to destroy her. Will she succeed or fail? In a world of status and the law of royalty only marrying royalty, will Winter retreat from Bastian and ignore her pressing feelings? Or will she forget the laws and let her heart take her to where it belongs? Also will news of Winter's beginnings destroy all that she has worked for? All her mother worked to keep from her? TW: Domestic Abuse, mentions of child abuse Published 2/4/18 Disclaimer! I do not own copyright to the picture on the cover. If anyone knows who the artist it please let me know so I can give credit!!!

MyanmarxBL(unicode+zawgyi) 🌸Owncreation🌸 completed short story! This story is just my imagination. side story of "This coffee tastes like my past"

⋆⭒˚.⋆ A harmless lie turned heartbeats and home ʚଓ Wajdan ༯ Sawera In your twenties, a gentleman will call you his wife to get out of a situation, and it's very important that you play along.

#322 in Short Story 20/5/18 #258 on 22/5/18 #265 on 4/6/18 Vikram walked aimlessly.After missing out chance willingly to.Party with his friends.A day after he canceled his marriage.He was bound to party.For freeing himself.But he was still busy.With one thought.Troubling him.Since he started.Having doubts about. V-"When I should be happy.Why do I feel so heavy.Restless. Priyadarshini will get better.Partner." He played with car keys.Getting inside his car.Soon banging his head.On door.Making a face.He knew what he.Wanted to do.He started car.Going on unpredictable journey.What made him do that.He had to.Look for the girl who was carrying his baby.And he wasn't sure of.Him being father. Its a short story about two individuals.Having same opinion about life.Vicky and Sirisha are not poles apart.Their story is weird and twisted.How will they get together.Will same likes and dislikes make them.End up together.No.There is twist in their life.Promise this journey to be.Funfilled,weird,happy and emotional.At places. *The story,characters,contents,places and situations.Mentioned in this book.Are imagination of my mind.Do not take them.In offensive manner.*

*COMPLETED* #1 on Wattpad -1/12/2018 "Hel-" "JUDY! WHERE THE FUCK ARE YOU RIGHT NOW? I'M DYING HERE!" "Uh..shouldn't you call 911 if you're dying?" *** Where Kenneth Jones accidentally dials a wrong number and finds himself amidst weird conversations, 3 am jokes, flirty and sarcastic comments and maybe between all these he finds the one that may be possibly destined by fate for him.

They meet through simple circumstances, a small joke sparking the love that grows between them. And it all starts in a coffee shop. --- Cover by: @annashappy

ចូលហើយប្រយ័ត្នសើម 🔥❌

មានពាក្យពេចន៍មិនសមរម្យលើសខ្លាំង មិនពេញចិត្តចុចសញ្ញាប្លុកជាបន្ទាន់

The Dealer and His Roomie ❦ An enemy to lovers romance. For six months, they're stuck together: a reckless dealer and the girl who never stops talking. He wants her gone. She's not leaving. . . . I scoff. "Wow. You must be a hit at parties." "I am, actually." He tilts his head slightly, studying me. "You, though? I'm guessing you talk so much they don't even need music." . . . Warning- Suggestive Content Drama, Crime, Romance Not a single dull chapter, I swear ;) Ratings- #1 in Roommates (13.04.2025) #1 in Sweet (11.05.2025) #1 in Arrogant (13.05.2025)

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"I didn't fall in love with her... I surrendered. And now, there's no part of me that doesn't belong to her." *°•.˜"*°• 𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐀𝐫𝐚𝐝𝐡𝐲𝐚•°*"˜.•°*"˜ That wasn't just love. It was power. It was a king claiming his queen-in front of a kingdom that would now dare not question it.

🖤 ᵣₑqᵤᵢₜₑd ₗₒᵥₑ 🖤 ٩(●˙▿˙●)۶...⋆ฺ When i pass by moonlight stars in your eyes,they were shinning like none of them could be mine...*:・ﾟ✧ . . . To . . . When i pass by moonlight stars in your eyes,never knew the shine would light up my whole life...｡.:*♡ ☆*:.｡.o(≧▽≦)o.｡.:*☆ Join Preeti and Aryan in their journey of requited love... (*˘︶˘*).｡.:*♡

𓇢𓆸 ꜱʜᴀʜᴍᴇᴇʀ ᡣ𐭩 ʟᴀɪʙᴀ "Wo humare wo neighbour hai na, jinke paas wo safed kutta hai, americano skomo dog.." "American Eskimo," he corrected lazily, a small smile tugging at his lips.

he was a starboy. she was just a girl he used to know. they were never really over each other. social media x irl

A collection of short beynika stories :)

She is walking in the dark corridors which are barely lit, the only source of light is the torch light in her hand. As she is walking she heard someone calling her " Piyali...." she halted in her tracks and turned back, she find the voice familiar but can't decipher where she heard, the voice is so sweet to her... " Piyali"... the voice again called this time she decided to check. she walked towards the voice direction " who's is there?" Her voice echoed but no reply came, so she neared the spot from where the voice is heard, which is more darker than the corridor, even her torch is falling short in the darkness there, she is trying to adjust her eyes, squinting her eyes she asked again " who's is that?" She expected a reply but she was pulled into a hug. As a girl she is trying to defend herself but the hug is so strong she is unable to even move. she can hear that manly voice kept saying something to her, but she is unable to understand. Those hands now cupped her face, while she tried to see who it is, but she felt kisses on her neck traveling towards her face, she resisted and shouted " no...leave me...no" Hearing that the hands left her face immediately, and the manly voice sounded concern, but escaping from the grip, she started to run from there in the darkness. she is not in the right state of mind she just kept running and running until she bumped into someone. Find more in the story.....

Sara I am standing in front of the place I once called home, but it all changed in one night. Now I don't want to enter. It is my hell on earth, but still my reality, and I have to accept it because no one can save me from this hole. Not even myself. Asher Black is the enigmatic, popular guy at school, known for his grumpy demeanor and strong family connections. His father owns multiple businesses, making Asher a figure of both admiration and fear. Enter Sarah, a new transfer student who's been assigned to him for a tour. Little does she know, her presence has caught the attention of those who view her as mere entertainment. All Sarah wants is to graduate and escape her own personal hell. But as Asher's world collides with hers, will her life take a turn for better or worse? Will secrets unravel, revealing hidden truths about both of them? The only way to find out is to dive into their story.

A harmless matrimony-site experiment goes wrong, dragging Pratyaksh into a week of unwanted attention, bruised egos, and online meltdowns. Between group chats that offer zero help and a stranger who might be his worst decision yet, Pratyaksh learns that the internet doesn't forgive, boredom is dangerous, and some people are far more interesting when they're mad at you.

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