Tantrum Stories

This is a story about a youngest in a family, however the cover of the story isn't related to the story, (had nothing else to put.)

How was I supposed to choose? How could I choose between the father who gave me his name and the man who owned my soul? Seeing me completely frozen, Aaryav let out a dark, frustrated sigh. "Let's make this easy for you... okay, baby?" Before I could even register his words, his strong arms wrapped around me, forcefully pulling my back flush against his hard chest. His grip was an iron cage, locking me in place. He looked over my head toward his parents. "Aap sab taiyari kariye mansion mein humare phero ki," Aarav commanded, his voice absolute. "Aata hoon main bhi aadhe ghante mein... legally inko apna bana ke." _________________________________ "Kya khaya hai aapne aaj poore din mein, Anu?" he asked, his voice deceptively calm, but laced with a dangerous edge. "List bataiye mujhe. Ek ek cheez ki." My heart did a tiny flip. I looked away, swallowing nervously. "Wo... wo Gayatri Maa aur maine shaam ko chai pi thi..." "Aur?" Aaryav rasped, stepping closer until his knees rested against the mattress. "Dhruv se pehle hi pooch chuka hoon main. Sach bataiye." I looked up at him, biting my lower lip fearfully. "Wo... garlic bread... thoda sa pizza... aur thode se nachos..."

Sunshine Haven Adoption Center is a structured sanctuary for classified Littles like Tae and Jimin, whose days revolve around play, routine, and the gentle authority of their caregivers - but everything changes when Jungkook, a fiercely resistant seventeen-year-old Little who has spent years denying his classification, arrives in a storm of anger, fear, and trauma. Trapped in a court-mandated placement he cannot escape, Jungkook realizes that Sunshine Haven isn't just another foster home - it's the place that will either break or save him, depending on whether he can survive the emotional unraveling that's about to begin.

*WARNING THIS IS NOT YOUR TYPICAL STORY* Haha, hey! How's it going? I'm Amelia Parker, and I've got what everyone wants. My best mate for life, got famous. He was put in a band, and let me tell you how lucky both of us were. He was lucky because... Well that's simple. But I was lucky because I got four new friends! Well... One of them turned out to be more than just friends. Harry Styles is my boyfriend. Louis Tomlinson is my best friend. What could possibly go wrong? Well... Besides the usual mischief, the hate. I understand it, everyone's jealous. But still, it got kind of old. So, when Harry and I became an item, I wore a wig. Simple as that. I had two identities... But things got complicated. I got caught with my wig off... And that didn't go so well. Here's a collection of stories of what we did while the boys toured America, and I came with. Don't worry, it's not too gushy or romantic. In fact, most of it's pretty humorous. It's not all about Harry (but if he asks, tell him it is) it has to do with all of the band. They each definitely have their moments. Oh boy, now I sound like a fangirl. Haha, oh well. Enjoy the ride though... It's gonna be a bumpy one filled with laughs, tears, and a little romance here and there. I know I enjoyed... Most of it.

Dawn decides not to judge Kristy because of her behavior and instead tries to understand. Disclaimer - I don't own Baby-Sitter's Club 2020. Note - Kristy's behavior during this episode (1-5) was definitely upsetting, yet I'm not upset with the direction they took her character, but I think there was more to what triggered her than what she told Dawn.

PG13 13 OVER

𝕒 𝕘𝕒𝕨𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕟 𝕗𝕚𝕔 𝕒𝕨𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕟 𝕨𝕒𝕝𝕜𝕤 𝕚𝕟𝕥𝕠 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕟𝕠𝕣𝕞𝕒𝕝 𝕔𝕠𝕗𝕗𝕖𝕖 𝕤𝕙𝕠𝕡 𝕙𝕖 𝕒𝕥𝕥𝕖𝕟𝕕𝕤 𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕣𝕪 𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕟𝕚𝕟𝕘, 𝕓𝕦𝕥 𝕙𝕖 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕚𝕔𝕖𝕤 𝕒 𝕟𝕖𝕨, 𝕣𝕒𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕙𝕒𝕟𝕕𝕤𝕠𝕞𝕖 𝕓𝕒𝕣𝕚𝕤𝕥𝕒 𝕙𝕖'𝕤 𝕟𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕣 𝕤𝕖𝕖𝕟 𝕓𝕖𝕗𝕠𝕣𝕖.

At the peak of their success, they still have a budget. Yet Tae wants Gucci, and he will get it no matter what. He steals some clothing from the gucci store and gets punished by his hyungs.

The human reaction and the love of the mellowbonny's, and also that there is greed in everything, for which came to slavery, then comes the repair .......

An attempt to write an autobiography It's a dream of many people to write about one's own life, hardly few do or gets the chance. It is not to impress or wait to see how many would read it, but for oneself.

Stiles regresses in class and freaks out, his understimulated little brain locks onto the idea of getting Lydia's keys and won't settle until he's rattling them. or, I started another drabble and accidentally made a 1k ish fic (chapter 2 is very OOC and from the perspective of Lydia & Scott instead of Stiles, it's separated bc I don't like it as much) This fic contains Non-Sexual age regression as a coping mechanism. -=- 03-24-23 - 1,172wc

A short story I wrote for English class. AU in which Awsten has breakdowns often, and Ciara attempts manslaughter. "You've got me nervous to speak So I just won't say anything at all I've got an urge to release And you keep tellin' me to hold on You've got me nervous to move So I just won't give anything to you You got me turnin' all around to be who you need me to"

"Is the glass half full or half empty?" he questioned "half empty, something always ends up ruining my happy ending" she sighed "It's going to be my mission to change that opinion" he stated "Good luck trying"

Book 1: Izzy lives a normal live in her hometown of Trenton. She has a great boyfriend, Jace, and a some what normal family. Her life is about to change with the introduction of a man named Mark. Book 2: Years after Izzy's tramatizing kidnapping her world finally seems to begin to click into place, but of course that's when everything starts to go wrong. Are the dead really dead? Book 3: Izzy has finally moved on from the events of her past. She's truely happy in the life she is living. But the Youngs want revenge, and they'll do anything to get it. **PLEASE VOTE AND COMMENT!!!**

Adjasta Miles was a very famous designer on her former world. Known for her inhuman beauty and unique designing skills, she was more popular than her former country's president. Sadly, by an unfortunate incident, she died. Oh how lovely, she reincarnated in a world full of chaos and disaster. *** A/N: Greetings! I am a very lazy author and English is not my first language so expect a lot of grammar errors and spelling mistakes. ^-^ Bye now!! PS: This is not your usual reincarnation story!!! Not the type of story where the mc reincarnates as a villainess or a mob character but she is kind or cold then the capture targets fall in love then blah blah blah!!! This is completely different! So read at your own risk!!! ^{}^