Witty Stories

Kira has a system. It involves observation, data collection, and very clear rules-especially Rule #1: Do not let Ethan Fletcher get too close. Which shouldn't be a problem. Ethan is loud, chaotic, and deeply committed to being the most annoying person in her life. He climbs things he shouldn't climb, says things he shouldn't say, and does things he shouldn't do. Now, for reasons that are still unclear, he has a project he swears only Kira can help him with. There's a spreadsheet. There are rules. There are objectives. (There are also several suspicious attempts to add "kissing" to all of them.) Kira is determined to keep things under control. Friendly. Logical. Safe. Because Ethan is just Ethan. The guy next door. Her best friend's brother. The son her father never had. Practically family. Definitely not someone she wants to kiss. Probably. Genre: Teenage Romance/New Adult Romance This is a work of fiction. Any names or characters, businesses or places, events or incidents, are fictitious. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. I reserve all rights as @MaggieOHighley. Please do not copy or use my work anywhere without my permission. Thank you.

once upon a time, In the middle of nowhere In the world where somewhere Two worlds collided in motion Two hearts entangled in real Fiction the journey had it's own grand tour from Chicago to Rome and even Paris was in the view from until then - holding on to until then - almost they were feeling something new. life decisions, career, family, friends, this story has been through every phase and all ends still they never left each other wondering or thought of what ifs, buts, or left to nothing they both just wanted to be with each other nothing more nothing less was their demand just so that they could be with each other they were unbothered about the world's command now will it build them more strong or will they crash like comets will their love bloom on the way or the pain which might be endless so be a witness, and fasten your emotions coz things are almost bout to get real for real as they are almost on verge of giving it all to almost knowing the unknown this time, it's cinematic for sure you know along with that it will be something await to put on a show it's holding on to almost Kairos you won't even know.

"Mr Sir has a granddaughter?!" ⚠️: Mentions of drugs, alcohol abuse, suicide, blood and violence.

✿ Intolerable Vows ✿ {#2nd book of Vows series} = the vows took by both of them are terrible to endure. . . Bound by misunderstanding and buried past , Asad and Kanak stand on opposite sides of a past soaked in silence. With time, Asad became emotionless while Kanak hides her depth behind sarcasm and strength. Forced together by fate, their cold clashes slowly turn into understanding, and resentment begins to soften into unexpected care. In a house without peace, love dares to grow where revenge once lived. What will happen when he will start feeling the emotions for a girl belongs to the family responsible for destroying his world. Will love ever be able to compete with the hatred he carries for her? ***** You've made a mistake," she snapped. "A big one. You'll regret marrying Kanak Dutta." She turned away-he caught her wrist, pulling her back. "I vow to make this marriage unbearable," he said coldly. "You'll beg to leave it." "Kanak never learned how to be weak," she whispered. "Then I'll teach you," he shot back. "We'll see." "Mrs. Kanak Asad Ahmed Khan," he growled. She froze. "What?" "Correct your name." "Fuck it." He smirked. "Shall I?" They walked away in opposite directions, leaving fire between them. Meant for revenge... what if it turns into passion?

"Seven years of grey suits, corporate meetings, and a husband who didn't look at me anymore. I thought I knew what my life was. I was wrong." Samantha thought she had a stable life-until she walked through her front door and found her husband, Mark, in bed with her own sister. Broken and numb, Samantha doesn't scream. She doesn't cry. She simply packs her bags, throws her corporate jacket in the back seat, and drives. With nothing but a road atlas and a finger pointed at a map, she ends up in Penmarris Cove-a tiny, salt-swept village on the edge of the world. But running away is only the beginning. As the "Grey" begins to fade and Samantha picks up her paintbrushes for the first time in years, she realises that the secrets of the Cove run as deep as the sea itself. One woman. One betrayal. And a second chance at a life full of colour.

11x featured wattpad story. Before everything, it's assumed there was nothing, but what if there was no real difference between the two? Just two extreme philosophies from the first conflict. The planet Huom has been under observation for longer than should technically be possible. The primary watcher, a bitter black hole, is excited to see that there is finally a proverbial Darkness at the end of the tunnel. Meanwhile, on the planet, in the freezing mountains of Empris, Lyeasrakardsul, the oldest living sorcerer, suffers from devastating nightmares. At the same time, far away in the sandstone desert of Zenon, Herschel, a man filled to the brim with weird ideas is escaping a prison filled with strange old men. What does all this have to do with arsehole Gods, hairy Dwarfs, frustrated Afreets, curious Knomes, lizard-women, and nude Áettar? Perhaps Nothing, perhaps Everything... but why can't it be both?

! SPOILERS FOR BOOK 1 ! ! HERE ! The monsters are at your door. But one was on your mouth. How could she? It eats her alive, worse than he ever could. But that is what's eating her alive; him. Vaylene falls apart after the events, after realizing what she's done. After realizing the weight of what must be done. How can she do it alone? She'll have to figure it out. She'll have to figure it out quickly before the monsters chew her home into bits and pieces. In the home of the monsters who are the most beautiful Beings she's ever seen, she has to survive as a bodyguard simply for the second prince's amusement. How much does he know? About the secrets? The one between her and his brother? About the ones in the world? Pretending she doesn't know him, she doesn't feel for him, a monster, is harder than she thought. Especially when the monster is aching to be closer. How so? What's wrong with Logan? What has he done? What has she done?

Good morning, I'm Kalliope Aoidós (yes, spelled like this: Καλλιόπη Ἀοιδός... pretty impressive, right?), Technical Account Manager at a company in... well, I'm sure you don't really need my CV for this. Let's try again. Hey, I'm Kalliope Aoidós, and I've got a little problem. Okay, more like an incurable, family-heritage problem. Technically, it's genetic-something my family has been conveniently passing down for centuries. One of my great-great-great-great-grandparents thought it was totally appropriate to insult his muse, calling her a "good-for-nothing" and a "sellout." How charming, right? Too bad that muse was THE Muse after whom I'm named. Apparently, she's not exactly the warm and fuzzy type. So why on earth do I have the honor of carrying the name of the one who cursed my entire family tree? Oh, that was my grandmother's brilliant idea. In a way, they "sacrificed" me to her by giving me her name, hoping it would change her mind about the curse. Spoiler alert: It didn't. So here I am, just like hundreds of my ancestors, stuck in the same lovely swamp. I'm a Book Jumper or, as my grandmother (who has a flair for dramatic epithets) likes to call me, a βιβλιοποδητής, which basically means "walker of books." And these are my stories. Or, more accurately, my delightful misadventures. Copyright 2025 AnemoneMarino. All Rights Reserved. Note: All the pictures I've used in this story are not mine; they belong to their respective owners. The cover and banners are made by me. #nanowatt2026 #thenanowatt #TNW2026

Best friends don't look at each other like that. Best friends don't think about it after. so whatever this is- it's definitely not just that.

Rebecca always thought she had a perfect life: a house, a job, a partner. Why then did she storm out of the restaurant where she was having dinner with her boyfriend and her parents? Well, she didn't know, but, for sure, she was enraged like never before. In her wandering, Rebecca eventually got tired and cold. Luckily for her, she "met" Julian, who will, sometimes unintentionally or even reluctantly, help her.

Aleyra, determined and reckless, crosses into enemy territory in a desperate bid for peace. But when she finds herself entangled with the Crown Prince of Karnalera - a man as dangerous as he is magnetic - her good intentions may tip the scales toward bloodshed. In a castle of secrets, loyalties will be tested. Love and duty will collide. And while everyone watches Aleyra and the Prince, the true story unfolds elsewhere... In the shadows, another war is being fought - quieter, deadlier, and far more personal. Sacrifices are made. Promises are kept. And behind every reckless heroine is someone willing to pay the price. And this time, the cost may be everything. So who are these brave souls? Here's a hint: one's called ruthless, the other a coward - and they're the real main characters.

Ajeon Capital doesn't lose. Neither does Sinclair Ajeon-sharp-tongued CEO, relentless dealmaker, and a man who treats flirting like a competitive sport. He hires Flynn Sutton on sight, no questions asked... then immediately regrets one thing: Wanting him. Flynn is quiet, lethal, and impossible to read-until Sinclair gets too close and discovers the bodyguard has a sense of humor as dry as his refusal: I don't like men. Sinclair's answer? There's always a first time to everything. Between hostile takeovers, gala disasters, and the kind of chemistry that doesn't care about rules, Sinclair and Flynn are about to learn the most dangerous thing in the world isn't a threat. It's trust.

Under a rain-heavy London sky, two strangers collide-not by chance, but by consequence. He is-a global icon and the reluctant heir to a legacy that taught him everything about success and nothing about staying. She is-a quietly ambitious designer who believes in effort, timing, and never asking twice to be chosen. Their first meeting? Reckless, miscalculated, and ends with both of them running from a mistake neither fully owns. No names exchanged. No promises made. Elegant, witty, and emotionally charged, this enemies-to-lovers romance unfolds through razor-sharp banter, quiet longing, and the undeniable pull of something that keeps returning- no matter how far they run.

Working behind the bar, another quiet lunchtime shift dragging to an end, and then Lucy walks into my life. She tells me I'm in danger and that she's here to defend me. Don't get me wrong, I didn't believe her for a second, but right now I'd believe aliens had landed just for a bit of excitement. I noticed her deep, inviting eyes first. Oh yeah, she was beautiful. So sure, I was happy to entertain her fantasy for a while. I'm single, she's beautiful, and she wants to role play some dramatic scenario with me. Who am I to argue? Her story is ridiculous, but worryingly, she really believes it. Apparently I'm addicted to different foods and I've died many times. Each time I die, I come back with a different addiction. She's supposed to be defending me, but there are two other factions trying to kill me. What she lacks in sanity she really does make up for in beauty. If she would just stop threatening to kill me, we'd get on fine.

"He loves you DJ, he always has and he always will. Even when you two were just babies, you loved each other to bits. He's not going to forget you just because one idiotic foreigner decides to enter your love story." ✩✩✩✩✩✩✩✩✩✩✩✩✩✩✩✩✩✩✩✩✩✩✩✩✩✩✩✩✩✩✩✩✩✩✩✩✩✩✩✩✩✩✩✩✩✩✩✩✩✩✩ Darcy Jane lives an ideal life, with a loving father, four amazing friends (although rough, overprotective, annoyingly hot, and way too tall), a beautiful home and the most amazing beach. But... A beautiful, bitchy, violent, foreigner decides to introduce herself and wreck absolutely everything DJ loves. And not only that but two of her best friends have come to the realisation that they...are going to be possessive and growly and all the other characteristics of teenage boys in love. DJ gets placed in dangerous, mind-blowing, romantic, and funny situations during this summer. Read more to find out.

"I'm not the villain. I'm not the heroine either. And at this point- I'm starting to think that might be a problem." Hi. I'm Amanda. Or... I was. Now I'm stuck in someone else's body-Cassiane's-and apparently, she had a lot going on. I thought transmigrating would mean a fresh start. Maybe some plot armor. Maybe even a dramatic glow-up. Instead, I got chaos. And whatever this story is... it's definitely not going the way it's supposed to.

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"It was dark, darker than black. Spider webs all over, clinging down the slim lane. There stood in front of me, a grey painting of a grey Queen. Only her crown shining in vibrant colours. I looked at it, around it, and above it. As my steps reached behind the painting, I slipped off, falling in more darkness. At this point, there was no difference in keeping my eyelids open or close. There, I saw the flash of light that can either change my life completely, or finish it, completely." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ #3 in Queens #11 in Warriors #22 in Epic #55 in powers #71 in Suspense #110 in supernatural ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Suzanne, a 22 year old intern finds a mysterious map in a book she was reading. It fuels up her curiosity and follows the map to find an unknown teleport that takes her several hundred years back. There she finds another time traveller who is a sharp youngster named Sahil. Suzanne, who hates men wholeheartedly now has to work with Sahil and go back to their original timeline. Now that both their lives are in danger, will they be able to survive and find the teleport before they die? Can they change the past of a Kingdom?

This meta-fantasy is about three characters in a novel forced to fight for their fictional lives. Because the Reader has set the book aside for awhile, their story hits a wall. Suddenly, they're protagonists without a purpose. This changes in the worst way when our villain, Skip, moves backward through the pages and jerry-rigs a weapon that revises key passages to reverse his fate. Ultimately, it's the printed page itself that will play the greatest role.

"You're gonna regret this" he whispered. "Try me."