Singlechild Stories

a story of a small baby with his loving yet strict parents 😍

you ever cared so quietly that no one noticed... until it broke you? this isn't just poetry. it's the things i never said, the feelings i hid too well, and the pieces of me i couldn't put back together. if you've ever loved in silence, this book might feel like home.

*to the ones already reading really sorry for changing the genre and everything but i didn't found anything to write in that genre and also the things i had written weren't good enough to be presented to y'all so here we are with this i choosed this as i have already thought about the plot and everything just have to post She is soft in a world that isn't. Kind without trying, gentle without being weak. Her silence feels warm, her presence calming. There is an effortless beauty about her - the kind that doesn't demand attention, yet always holds it. She believes in people, even when they don't deserve it. He is sharp edges and cold confidence. Rude, arrogant, and always in control. As the head boy, authority follows him everywhere. He speaks less, commands more, and keeps his distance like a rule he never breaks. Emotions don't show on his face - only power, pride, and a quiet intensity. Softness meets arrogance. She feels too much, he feels too little. Her kindness challenges his walls, and his intensity shakes her calm. Between them, a story quietly begins.

Y/N was an only child, her mother dying during child birth. Her father always blamed her for her mothers death. Her so called father would abuse her to no end. But when she turned 16, she finally decided she had enough and continued on with her plan. Little did she know, that one kill would turn her into the next infamous psycho, serial killer. One night, the 26-year-old woman, strikes again. She killed a drunk man that constantly beat his wife once he comes home. Y/N didn't just pick and choose, she was strategic with her killings, along with hiding the evidence. She always wore a disguise, hiding any of her features during the day when she hunts at night. She had the skills of Nyx and the intelligence of Athena. But that night she didn't see that there would be possible witnesses. Will she get caught? Will she get killed? Or will she survive and live another night? Or will a certain deer demon save her from getting her ass hung? 🅳🅸🆂🅲🅻🅰🅸🅼🅴🆁 I do not own any characters from Hazbin Hotel. Viziepop owns the characters from Hazbin hotel. I do not own Alastor. Y/N belongs to you. Crystal belongs to me.

"I gave you a heart made of glass, You wore it like a mask. You smiled while it shattered, As if nothing ever mattered. Now I sweep the shards alone, Learning how to love the stone." --- 𝑆𝑡𝑜𝑟𝑦 𝑜𝑓 𝑎 𝑔𝑖𝑟𝑙 𝑤ℎ𝑜 𝑜𝑛𝑐𝑒 𝑏𝑒𝑙𝑖𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑚𝑎𝑡𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑠 𝑖𝑛 𝑙𝑖𝑓𝑒 𝑖𝑠 𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒 ... 𝑏𝑢𝑡 𝑛𝑜𝑤 𝑠ℎ𝑒 ℎ𝑎𝑡𝑒𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑤𝑜𝑟𝑑"𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒"☆ ..... 𝐵𝑒𝑡𝑟𝑎𝑦𝑒𝑙 ??𝑊ℎ𝑎𝑡𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 ?? 𝑖 𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝑝𝑙𝑎𝑦 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑒𝑚𝑜𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛𝑠🚩 -𝑍𝑎𝑦𝑎𝑎𝑛 𝑆𝑎𝑙𝑒𝑒𝑚 ..... 𝐼 𝑛𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟 𝑔𝑖𝑣𝑒 𝑠𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝑠𝑒𝑐𝑜𝑛𝑑 𝑐ℎ𝑎𝑛𝑐𝑒!! 𝑏𝑢𝑡 𝑖𝑓 𝑖 𝑔𝑎𝑣𝑒 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑜𝑛𝑒 ,𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝑚𝑢𝑠𝑡 𝑏𝑒 𝑠𝑜𝑚𝑒 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑠𝑜𝑛!☆🏴 -𝑄𝑖𝑟𝑎𝑡 𝐻𝑎𝑖𝑑𝑒𝑟 𝗗𝗶𝘃𝗲 𝗶𝗻𝘁𝗼 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗯𝗼𝗼𝗸 𝘁𝗼 𝗦𝗲𝗲 𝘄𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗵𝗮𝗽𝗽𝗲𝗻𝘀 𝗻𝗲𝘅𝘁 𝗮𝘀 𝗶𝘁 𝗶𝘀 𝗮 𝗺𝗮𝘁𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝗼𝗳 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲 ❤️

Everyone has a story of their own to tell. This is my story which has been in my head since a long time and there are a lot of you who can relate to this story. I wrote all my thoughts because somewhere it was messing me up. Sometimes it's better to write and convey your feelings.

A poignant tale of an only child growing up in a household shaped by sacrifices, responsibilities, and unspoken bonds. Torn between familial duty and her own identity, she reflects on her childhood, the void it left, and her journey to find balance and reclaim her happiness. A heartfelt story of love, resilience, and self-discovery.

"A poetic nod to growth and love flourishing in the dark moments of their lives." . . . . familyfriend agegap student x senior doctor mbbs slowburn

it's a story about two people who came to love each other unexpectedly Enemy x lover 💖💖 Nobody thought that things were going to work out between them as seeing a situation But it turns out that it exactly went more well rather they expected __________________________________________ Ml : I am not going to leave you. You will stay with me forever, understood? Fl : and why am I going to stay with you ?for what purpose?

•Aaron Cornyn a 14 year old 8th grade student is known for being suicidal, but only his friends knew about it and nobody else does •Aaron is a shy young boy, the youngest in the 8th grade but very nice and talented •Aaron has a group a friends, Braxton, Braden, Connor, Dylan, Olivia and Lucas, The eldest is Connor and the youngest is Aaron, obviously •Aaron has health issues with his breathing and digestion •Aaron can never be left alone •Aaron is a grade A student and always got the highest marks •Aaron skips class only because of his health issue •Aaron likes singing and he's a violinist •Aaron has been suicidal for 3 years •Aaron is always tired and sick •Aaron has a this terrible memory that made him suicidal

Each day of our life awaits as a new surprise It might either be a Shock Nor a Experience Nor a Gift Nor a pleasant memory But for me that day was a Turning point. Read the story to know more about my Crazy Imagination in Action. Feel free to comment and share your opinions. I'm rather new to writing but I hope for all your support. :)

No siblings! No issues! Is that so? ----------------------------------------- Cover picture and media picture credit goes to - @olgasaroka and @kissinfashion via instagram.

Tyla Reynolds is a typical High School teen just trying to get through the dramatic years with her head low. Scratch that. She WAS a typical High School girl. Tyla has a hard time wrapping her mind around the mysteries that are beginning to unfold around her. She begins to question not only her past, but those around her. She quickly learns that not everyone has her best interest at heart, and the world is no longer safe. Can she work past her disabling fears and help others do the same?

A girl who likes to be quiet. She is a single child to her parents. She got betrayal in love now... will she able to find her charming prince ? Her soulmate ? What will happen when she is surrounded by lot of flirty boys ? Will she able to identify her life partner ?

oneshot Azael and Mystique are Kurt's parents. They thought he died as a baby, but they were wrong. Kurt is alive! and it's the happiest day of their lives. I don't own the characters, Marvel, and 20th century fox does. along with, however, owns the X-Men. I own the plot and plot alone. this isn't my art, I found it on Pinterest. it was from someone called: Lil Turkey and gravy link to the pin: https://www.pinterest.com.au/pin/913175261936042401/

Being an only child, festivals like diwali and holi were never that fun. I pen down my thoughts, feeling jealous and sad at the same time lol.

my autobiography

Abhimanyu Karthik Goenka - The only son of Karthik and Naira Goenka. They nurtured him with great care, loved him immensely and guided him correctly. He is supported throughly and currently, there is a lot of trust!! But what happens when that trust is broken? Will their world shatter? Will they be able to pick themselves up and explain it to their child? They are the parents, but now, they are busy trying to become their son's friends, giving him the space. While they are very cool, they are trying to match their child's cool quotient. Will they forget to be parents in this pursuit? Or will they fulfil both roles well? Will this affect Abhimanyu's life more? Will it be beneficial or harmful? What does Abhimanyu need? What is necessary for him and has he understood this yet?!

𝓔𝓿𝓮𝓻𝔂 𝓻𝓸𝓵𝓮 𝓲𝓼 𝓹𝓵𝓪𝓬𝓮𝓭. 𝓔𝓿𝓮𝓻𝔂 𝓱𝓮𝓪𝓻𝓽 𝓹𝓪𝔂𝓼. ᴀ ғᴀᴍɪʟʏ ᴅᴏᴇsɴ'ᴛ ғᴀʟʟ ᴀᴘᴀʀᴛ ᴀʟʟ ᴀᴛ ᴏɴᴄᴇ. ɪᴛ ᴛɪʟᴛs-sʟᴏᴡʟʏ, ǫᴜɪᴇᴛʟʏ-ᴜɴᴛɪʟ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴏɴᴇ ɪɴsɪᴅᴇ ʟᴇᴀʀɴs ʜᴏᴡ ᴛᴏ sᴛᴀɴᴅ ᴜɴᴇᴠᴇɴʟʏ. ᴛʜɪs ɪs ɴᴏᴛ ᴀ sᴛᴏʀʏ. ᴛʜɪs ɪs ᴀ ʀᴇғʟᴇᴄᴛɪᴏɴ. ᴛʜʀᴏᴜɢʜ ғɪʀsᴛ-ᴘᴇʀsᴏɴ ᴄᴏɴғᴇssɪᴏɴs, ʜᴏᴜsᴇ ᴏғ ᴄᴀʀᴅs ᴇxᴘʟᴏʀᴇs ᴛʜᴇ ᴇᴍᴏᴛɪᴏɴᴀʟ ʀᴇᴀʟɪᴛɪᴇs ᴏғ: ᴛʜᴇ ᴇʟᴅᴇsᴛ ᴡʜᴏ ɢʀᴇᴡ ᴜᴘ ᴛᴏᴏ ᴇᴀʀʟʏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍɪᴅᴅʟᴇ ᴡʜᴏ ʟᴇᴀʀɴᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴅɪsᴀᴘᴘᴇᴀʀ ᴛʜᴇ ʏᴏᴜɴɢᴇsᴛ ᴡʜᴏ ɪɴʜᴇʀɪᴛᴇᴅ ᴘʀɪᴠɪʟᴇɢᴇ-ᴀɴᴅ ɢᴜɪʟᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴏɴʟʏ ᴄʜɪʟᴅ ᴡʜᴏ ᴄᴀʀʀɪᴇᴅ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴀʟᴏɴᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ғᴀᴛʜᴇʀ ᴡʜᴏ ʟᴏᴠᴇᴅ ᴛʜʀᴏᴜɢʜ sɪʟᴇɴᴄᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ᴡʜᴏ ɢᴀᴠᴇ ᴜɴᴛɪʟ sʜᴇ ғᴏʀɢᴏᴛ ʜᴇʀsᴇʟғ ᴇᴀᴄʜ ʀᴏʟᴇ sᴘᴇᴀᴋs ғᴏʀ ɪᴛsᴇʟғ. ɴᴏᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴀᴄᴄᴜsᴇ. ɴᴏᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴊᴜsᴛɪғʏ. ʙᴜᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴀᴅᴍɪᴛ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ʟɪᴠɪɴɢ ɪɴsɪᴅᴇ ᴀ ғᴀᴍɪʟʏ sᴛʀᴜᴄᴛᴜʀᴇ ᴀᴄᴛᴜᴀʟʟʏ ғᴇᴇʟs ʟɪᴋᴇ. sᴏᴍᴇ ᴡᴇʀᴇ ʟᴏᴠᴇᴅ ʟᴏᴜᴅʟʏ. sᴏᴍᴇ ᴡᴇʀᴇ ʟᴏᴠᴇᴅ ǫᴜɪᴇᴛʟʏ. sᴏᴍᴇ ʟᴇᴀʀɴᴇᴅ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ғᴀɪʀɴᴇss ᴀʀᴇ ɴᴏᴛ ᴛʜᴇ sᴀᴍᴇ ᴛʜɪɴɢ. ᴛʜɪs ʙᴏᴏᴋ ɪs ғᴏʀ ᴀɴʏᴏɴᴇ ᴡʜᴏ ʜᴀs ᴇᴠᴇʀ ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜᴛ: "ᴛʜɪs ᴡᴀs ᴍʏ ʜᴏᴜsᴇ ᴛᴏᴏ... ᴡʜʏ ᴅɪᴅ ɪᴛ ғᴇᴇʟ ᴅɪғғᴇʀᴇɴᴛ ғᴏʀ ᴍᴇ?" ---