Simple Stories

WELCOME to The Storyteller Café. Here you get some short stories that will refresh your coffee time. Enjoy your coffee with some love filled moments from the romance casters. Menu is decided. Are you ready to relax with some simple stories? All stories are my original work. Thankyou.

"ඔහු, කිසි වකු ඉදිරියේ දණ නොනැමු මහා ගජිදෙක විය.ඇය මදකිපුණු ගජිදුන් රාගයේ අග්නි ජාලා ඉස ප්‍රේමයේ හිම දියෙන් දමනය කළ මදාරා කුසුම විය..." මන්දෝදරී ඇය නම් විය..! සිටී නම් මාගේ ගජිදා, දෙන්නම් හද පතුලෙන්ම ආලේ, ඉතිං මාගේ රාවණ, ඔබ කොහිද?! ඔබගේ මන්දෝදරිය ඔබ එන තුරා නොනිදා බලා සිටී.... තිශාන් මහේන්ද්‍රන්... ♡අභිමාන්ත්‍යා♡ 🕊️🍃 chukki🌼

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

> Yaan meets Jungkook at a family function. Just a simple hello, a casual introduction- But something about him stays. A soft, slow-burn love story that begins without warning. Not strangers. Not lovers. Just something in between. Until fate decides the rest. Yaan thought marriage would be the start of love, laughter, and new beginnings. And it was... sometimes. But under one roof also comes new rules, new bonds, and the constant tug of expectations. Her husband - loving, yet caught in between. Her mother-in-law - caring, but not always easy to please. And Yaan - learning to balance love, respect, and her own identity. This isn't a story of villains. It's about the little sacrifices, quiet moments, and the slow courage of a woman who discovers that marriage isn't the end of her story... it's the beginning of another. ---

Jin a person reborn , a new life after saving a little girl from getting run over, after playing Minecraft, to get food. To die , but to be reborn into another universe similar to earth, as an orphan, to find out he was married, to a beautiful and cold female ECO , but to get divorced after three years of marriage. Jin wasn't Sad at all. On the contrary he was happy , but didn't show it as he left and went to living in a village to be a farmer, because of the special abilities From the Minecraft games he always plays in his last life . But after a year of disappearing from her she began to seek out the marvelous farmer ,who made such delicious crops and to partner with. But to her surprise when she finds out, who he really is!"

Amelia Garner is a small-town bakery owner with too much sweetness in her heart and too much flour on her hands. When an anonymous order for twelve Christmas cookies arrives, she thinks it's just another delivery. But behind the wrong address and a guarded stranger's door, Amelia's life begins to change, one cookie at a time. ♡ A Christmas story about love, healing, and the gentle magic of kindness. Twelve cookies. One winter. A love that melts the cold.

Their story begins on a bus-a seemingly ordinary moment that changes everything. When some boys try to harass Saisha, Avyansh steps in, silently protecting her. He doesn't speak much, but his presence is enough to make the situation shift. A man who doesn't believe in interference, yet for her, he does. But what happens when, later that day,After a year Saisha finds him in her home-standing beside her father, introduced as the son of her father's long-lost best friend? She sees him again. And this time, she knows this isn't just a coincidence. This is fate.

It's something that came into my mind when I was muddled up in my studies and fighting to be better tomorrow. I hope to like it and maybe it's the same inside you too...thank you

Poems of the Un's, related to everyone day to day life things. It's just to overcome my boredomness, but stuffed with maximum truths.

Just a fanfic I had in my notes that I wanna share with u guys lol (Denki Kaminari x Fem!Black Reader) (I do NOT own any of the mentioned characters in this book)

💋 Mafia's Queen An innocent heart. A dangerous man. A marriage neither asked for - but destiny sealed. 𝘼𝙣𝙣𝙖 𝙍𝙤𝙨𝙨𝙞 never believed her life could change overnight - until her father arranged her marriage with 𝙇𝙤𝙧𝙚𝙣𝙯𝙤 𝙂𝙧𝙖𝙨𝙨𝙞, the most feared Mafia King in Italy. He wanted loyalty, not love. She wanted freedom, not a crown stained in blood. But when two worlds collide - her innocence and his darkness - sparks turn into fire. Between hate and desire, between secrets and scars, they're forced to live under one roof... bound by vows, trapped by fate. He swore he'd never fall for her. She promised she'd never love him. But the heart doesn't follow rules - even in the Mafia world. 💣 In a world of power, betrayal, and passion - will love be their greatest strength or their biggest weakness..?

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Who the hell are you, a roaring voice come from behind her which sent shiver to her spine. Who gave you permission to sit on my dining table, he asked while getting his teeth. So this is a story about a innocent but strong girl who is living her life peacefully in her small world. Whereas, a rude business tycoon who has everything in his life but not peace living in his dark world alone. Both are unaware of each other living in their different world, what happens when destiny bound them by a sacred bond marriage.

"but that's the fun part," she says, "you can't tell a soul."

A love poem made with no love

The sound of pencil strokes filled the silence, a quiet rhythm against the weight of unspoken words. "I don't even like him." The sketchbook lay open, pages curled at the edges, filled with lines she never meant to draw. His face stared back at her-smudged, incomplete, yet unmistakably him. She sighed, pressing the tip of the pencil against his sketched smile. It wasn't fair. She turned the page. Now, in a crowded university hallway, he leaned against the wall like he belonged there. "Still pretending you don't care?" Rivan's voice held a smirk, but his eyes said something else. She hated that she knew the difference. "He was my childhood tutor. Now, he's my classmate. If this is fate, I want a refund." A flicker of silver caught her eye-the handmade guitar pick spinning between his fingers. Her guitar pick. She had made it without thinking. Had given it away without knowing. Hadn't expected it to find its way to him. He was laying down, staring at the guitar plectrum (pick) above in his hands. His fingers closed over it. "I wonder if she knows she already picked my heart." The paper crinkled beneath her grip, her unfinished sketch staring back at her. "Tell me, Nitya..." The whisper lingered like an unfinished melody. "What am I to you?" ─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ─── ｔｒｏｐｅｓ • Childhood frenemies to lovers. • Friends to lovers. • College mates to lovers. ° He fell first and harder. ° Slow burn. ° Long Distance. ° unrequited ° soft romance ° Bestfriend ArchitectxMusician

Sometimes, we have to kill the things we love. 𝐆.𝐏𝐎𝐑𝐓 • 𝐍𝐈𝐂𝐎𝐈𝐒𝐌𝐘𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐏𝐀𝐈

(n.) fear of trusting others --- (Almost like a letter/diary) 'You helped me get over them, you saved me. Thank you,' When a horrible event occurred in the girl's life, everything changed. She couldn't even look her mother in the eye. That was all until he showed up. And people say there's no such things as miracles... - - - - updates everyday - please do not republish my book under your name, let's talk about this first. -#2 in fixyou -#1 in toyou

She smiled, and he shattered. She laughed, and he burned. She looked away, and he followed. RAVEN: "She belongs to the world. I belong to her. That's the difference between us."..

You ask. You receive. For free. Hey that rhymed XD