Worlds Stories

a bunch of memes of Dandys world. None are mine unless I tell you they are!

Not edited yet this is a story about young people that got married with out their affirmation but took place with their parents agreement,so technically it was a arranged marriage from their parents perspective but a forced marriage to them. He was far way too arrogant for her liking and she was far way too stubborn and clumsy for his liking, we all have those cousins that can never be called family but rather cats and dogs bcs they can't share same shed,so technically you can relate. They are those kind of cousins🤐 .😪😯😍 **⚠🚫⚠PLEASE I THE WRITER MY SELF I'M STUBBORN SO No DISRESPECTFUL WORDS IN MY COMMENTS SECTION.Thanks😪😇

لونا هەمیشە خەونی بە سامان و شکۆمەندیەوە دەبینی.. بەڵام کاتێک بۆی دەردەکەوێ کە کە سەر بە یەکێک لە دەوڵەمەندترین خێزانەکانی لەندەنە ، خەونەکەی دەبێتە کابووسێکی ئاڵۆز . بەهۆی ئەوەی دەخرێتە ناو جیھانێکی دەوڵەمەندی و نهێنیەوە .. ڕوبەڕووی پێنج برا دەبێتەوە .. کە بەدەست هێنانی متمانەیان مەحاڵە ، بەتایبەت کاتێک دوانیان سوکایەتی پێدەکەن ، وە خۆشەویستی کەسێک سنورێک دەبرێت کە هەرگیز بە خەیاڵی دا نەهاتووە .. ئایە لونا دەتوانێت بسەلمێنێت کە سەر بە خۆیەتی یان درزەکانی خێزانە نوێیەکەی بۆ هەمیشە خەونەکانی دەشکێنن ؟ . . . . . { بە بێهێزیەوە دەستی ڕەیدنی گرت و دوا وشەکانی چرپاند «ئەوەی بەڵێنت دا بیبە سەر » «بەڵام بەڵێنە کە هی هەردووکمان بوو » ڕەیدن بە هاوارەوە وتی و دواتر فرمێسکەکانی ڕژانە سەر ڕوومەتەکانی} نوسەر /3> Queen

Shriya transmigrates into a movie world. How will her relationship with the main characters unfold? Will she be just an extra character who has nothing to do with the plot or will her world collide with theirs? An Indian Tale of Transmigration and Rebirth

In a world gripped by a second Great Depression, where poverty and conflict have torn society apart, Ariella struggles to survive in the midst of a devastating pandemic that has unleashed the undead-crawlers-upon the earth. Haunted by betrayal and heartbreak, Ariella flees her shattered past and stumbles upon a group of survivors hiding in the wreckage of civilization. But trust is a scarce commodity, and the group's wary leader, Jonah finds that Ariella's presence stirs something in him-an unease, a flicker of vulnerability he'd rather keep buried. Desperate to prove her worth and carve out a place in their fragile community, Ariella must navigate a labyrinth of suspicion and old wounds. As she battles the monsters beyond the cave walls-and the ones within her own heart-she finds herself at a crossroads: will she surrender to the darkness of her past, or fight to forge a new identity in the ruins of the world? In this tale of survival, love, and overcoming fears, Ariella's journey will test the boundaries of loyalty, trust, and the true meaning of family in a world where hope is as scarce as a beating heart.

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this is a crossover between that time I got reincarnated as a slime and Gate So enjoy reading

Karnan lived in a small one-room apartment near his college. No roommates. No girlfriend. Parents lived in another city. He cooked simple food. Attended lectures quietly. Teachers said: "He has potential but lacks focus." Classmates said: "He's always online." But what they didn't know: In the digital world, Karnan was unmatched. He led raids. Optimized builds. Created strategy guides anonymously. Understood hidden mechanics better than developers. He didn't chase popularity. He chased mastery. Gaming wasn't escape. It was control. Because in real life? He had none.

𝘊𝘳𝘦𝘥𝘪𝘵𝘴 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘥𝘪𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘥.. 𝘐𝘥 𝘣𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘺 𝘪𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴! 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘶𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘢𝘨𝘦. 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘦𝘪𝘵𝘺𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘨𝘢𝘳𝘥𝘦𝘯 𝘷𝘪𝘦𝘸. 𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨! :: 𝘙𝘢𝘱𝘦 (?) 𝘎𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘕𝘚𝘍𝘞. (?) 𝘐 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘸𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘸𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘯, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘺𝘦𝘢𝘢𝘩𝘩𝘩𝘩.... 1𝙨𝙩 𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙮. 𝘚𝘩𝘪𝘱𝘴 :: 𝘔𝘰𝘰𝘯𝘤𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘍𝘳𝘶𝘪𝘵𝘤𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘚𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘷𝘪𝘴𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘉𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘤𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘔𝘢𝘪𝘯 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘴 :: 𝘊𝘰𝘴𝘮𝘰 𝘚𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘵..? 𝘈𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘰..? L̴̢̥̞͚̫̠̰̳͍̹͎̠̲̺̳͛̾͌̆́̂̒͗̓͝ͅo̶̯͎̱͐̇͋̅̃̈́͋̽̊̀̓͊̃́͋̓o̶̯͎̱͐̇͋̅̃̈́͋̽̊̀̓͊̃́͋̓ẹ̷͓̺̰̽̍͛̉̐̔͋̓̚͜y̷̧̰̲͍̝̘̗̩̑̇͐̾̽̏͊͑̇̃̉͜?..

A childhood crush. A single cruel word. Memories that won't let go. Years later, she crosses paths with him again but the past and present collide in ways she never expected. Obsession, longing, and unanswered feelings threaten to consume her. Disclaimer: This story explores emotional abuse, bullying, and psychological tension. It contains intense emotional scenes and themes of obsession, but no self-harm, graphic sexual content, or explicit violence. Reader discretion is advised.

2026 - A New Fantasy Novel "In this world, if you want to keep walking alive, you'd better pack some extra seasoning." Kora's nose never lies. A young beastkin of the Fur Song tribe, she can smell blood and danger on the wind, pick out the sour sweat of a lie at twenty paces. For nineteen years, the mangrove tides and her tribe's bonfires were her entire world - until her grandfather's worsening illness demanded an herb that grows only on the spine of a legendary deep-sea dragon. During a foraging run that nearly ended in the jaws of a swamp predator, a human traveler named Aaron dropped from the trees, made a six-meter apex hunter whimper with a single spice bomb - then told her he knew the way to that island. His blood was flowing, but his heartbeat held steady as a pendulum. His wound gaped open, yet his face suggested he was discussing the weather. Kora decided to follow. From blinding salt flats to the spine of a deep-sea dragon, from snow-locked dwarven strongholds to living architecture woven among the elves' thousand-year trees - the journey stretched far beyond anything Kora had imagined, and cut far deeper. Every city harbored secrets. Every smile concealed calculation. And the traveler who carried it all with effortless calm gave off a scent her keenest nose could never quite decipher - something deeper than fear. Something older than sorrow. The road is long. Some travelers are destined to walk it alone. ※This work is a translation of the original Chinese text into English by the author. If you find any awkward expressions, please let me know in the comments section. Your feedback is a powerful force in making this story better.

Because wattpad limit us to 200 fairytales, here is the second volume! A bunch of stories mostly inspired by the old tales, like Grim, Perrault, Andersen and many more. Often there is good ending, sometime it's dramatic and rarely but it happens, it end bad.

Vanessa's violet eyes, shimmering like twilight amethysts, were the first and last things Troy saw. They held a universe he desperately wanted to inhabit, a quiet storm of beauty that shattered the icy shell around his heart. He, a ghost in the shadows, a blade in the night, found himself tethered to her light, a moth drawn to a dangerous flame. But Troy's devotion was a twisted knot of love and death. He was a killer, a tool for those who dealt in shadows, and Vanessa, unknowingly, became his most perilous assignment. They didn't ask him to simply end her life; they asked him to erase her, to dismantle the very essence of her being, to snuff out the violet fire that had dared to ignite his cold soul. He was tasked not with a clean, swift kill, but with a slow, agonizing unraveling. He was to become her confidante, her lover, her very breath, and then, with surgical precision, dismantle her trust, her joy, her very reason for being. He was to become the architect of her emotional ruin, a slow poison that would leave her a hollow shell, a ghost mirroring his own. The unexpected twist wasn't just the betrayal, but the insidious nature of it. He was to love her to death, to make her love him back, and then, with the very same hands that held her close, shatter her world from the inside out. He wasn't just killing Vanessa; he was killing the hope she represented, the fragile belief in goodness he had long since abandoned. His love was a weapon, and her heart, the ultimate target.

Mary's life was ordinary - quiet days, familiar routines, a loving home. Until something began to feel... misplaced. Memories she couldn't recall. Injuries she couldn't explain. Smells no one else noticed. And moments that felt real - but never happened. As her world slowly fractures, Mary begins to realize that not everything she experiences belongs to her life. Because somewhere... something is happening. And somehow - it chose her.

"Greetings...My name is Unknown...I acquired this journal many moons ago...I've been writing in here since I was a child...I hope you wish to hear of my adventures" - - - - - Meet Unknown! A Galaxtian (species made by me) who records her entire life in this Book! You'll join her in as she learns about life, emotions and perhaps romance too. Let's see!

A study of the small quiet moments.

"Spider's Diary" is a dark, intimate journal written from the perspective of an observer living on the edge between sleep and wakefulness. Each entry is a short story weaving everyday life with symbolism, unease, and the tender brutality of thought. It is a tale of sensitivity, memory, and chaos hidden in small moments - read like a web: piece by piece, yet most powerful when you fall into the whole.

set in a world of the Ruins, five kingdoms-Fallen, Unrettbar, Unknown, Syzygy, and Paranoia-struggle for control of the mysterious "Middle," a cosmic energy source. Humans and aliens coexist (barely), each kingdom wielding unique powers. Axis, a young boy born into the lowest of the kigndoms fights for his survival, can he do it? or will he fall to what the future has in store for him.

"I knew from the first time // I'd stay for a long time // 'cause I like me better when // I like me better when I'm with you" - I Like Me Better, Lauv