Hello everyone🌷🌷 This is my first story which i am gonna write . If any grammatical error occurs please do forgive. Story contains feminine empowerment , rivalry, action , guilt , hate to love and dark romance with immense love , care and mutual respect. . . . . . . Here we have male character Achintya rathore Williams is 28 years old ceo of Williams group . He is billionaire with Strong influence in dark world but he never kills any innocent. He is half indian and American his mother was indian but father was American He lost his father during his childhood He was raised by his mother who started running her husband's bussiness after his death He is very rude personality with dark aura , 6.2 ft tall with sharp facial features , well toned body , sexy abs and shoulder. He can make any girl to drool over him . . . . Female character Shrinika shivaay is Strong female character She is 25 years old working women who is coo of highfly Airways. She is highly talented , great devotee of radhekrishna, maa durga ,mahadev and maata mahalakshmi. She is qualified sword fighter with the grace of maa durga . She doesn't fears anyone except God She is very beautiful whenever she smiles it feels like lotus is blooming . She looks very feminine Her dance ability is excellent. She is woman of honor . Her height is 5.7 with great feminine figure . . . Shrinika ×Achintya 🌷 Shrinika told him very angrily that who the hell is that bitch . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .. . . . . . . . . . Achnitya eyes were flashing with anger . He held her by shoulders very tightly , making continuous stares into her eyes . Then he spoke who the hell u r to say something like that to her who had saved by life 2 years ago ............. She is love of my life and I will never love someone like you You are golddigger for me and nothing else After hearing his harsh words for herself .Tears started flowing from her eyes

"So you approached me without being aware of my identity?" He asks me, while raising an eyebrow. To say I was shocked would be an understatement. It takes me a while to compose myself and form a sensible reply. "Yes, I wasn't aware of your identity." "You might think you can fool me, but trust me, this has happened quite a few times before as well." He says with a very serious expression. I'm baffled by his accusation. This man has the audacity to question my intentions when he's the one trying to converse with me all along. I don't know what comes over me, but whenever I'm overwhelmed with anger, it turns into tears. And before I can compose myself, I taste the salty tears in my mouth. I take a few deep breaths, place the cup on the side table and get up to leave. "Thank you for your hospitality and your excellent assessment of my character. I will now take your leave." With that, I turn to head towards the door but he grabs my hand and pulls me towards him. Characters: Ameerah is a happy-go-lucky 23 year old who has recently graduated from med school. She is an optimist with quite a rosy view of the world. She is far from perfect. She has her faults; some she's aware of and others, not so much. She's stronger than most in some ways, weaker than many in others. Sebastian McArdle is a Consultant in General Surgery at the Royal London Hospital. He's one of the youngest and most accomplished surgeon in town. To an outsider, his life would seem perfect. He's young, handsome, successful, rich and hails from one of the most respected families in the country. But life is not always what it seems to be. He has his own set of problems. As Our Holy Qur'an states Surah An-Nisa, Verse 28: Allah desires that He should make light your burdens, and man is created weak. Follow a story of trials and errors, to finding her path to love, and to Life.

"You will meet together every Wednesday." She says with a smile, jotting down something on her clipboard. I grab my dry erase marker and start to scribble furiously on my white board. I flipped the side over to face the therapist and she read aloud. "I don't even know who this person is." "You can't isolate yourself, Wynter. Friends are nice to have around, for encouragement, to laugh with, and sometimes even cry with." She says and I shake my head vigorously. "Wynter, you make yourself think you don't need anyone's help or company, because you are scared. You've been hurt too much, so you put this defensive wall up, that no one can break down." She says and I frown at her. "It's time to let those walls down, honey." She pats my knee and I shake my head again. "And this is the person that's going to help you do it." '·.¸¸.·''¯'··._.· '·.¸¸.·''¯'··._.· Wynter Adams hasn't spoken in eight years. No one knows why, or what happened to make her this way. She attends therapy and when she refuses or her behavior becomes destructive she stays over night at Mercies Children's Hospital. When she's given an assignment from her therapist to spend her afternoon with another patient she refuses, but the therapist insists this is her cure. He is her cure. Asher Linn has been in intensive care and therapy for his temper, for running away from home five times, and for his alcoholism. His therapist recommended some medication to help with his mood swings. But Asher became sick of them and was immediately engulfed in the arms of depression. Asher agrees to meet up with this 'other patient' just so he could escape the hospital. But everything doesn't go according to plan. '·.¸¸.·''¯'··._.· '·.¸¸.·''¯'··._.· Read more to find out what happens in: Better Together

I lost someone dear to me in the midst of the Heroin Epidemic hitting MA in the last 3 years that spurred me to write The A Team. It is a reference to Ed Sheeran's song. This story was my grieving process. Without it, I'd be in a maelstrom of emotions that I wouldn't know what to do with. Also, my favorite band, Fall Out Boy, has a physical copy of this story. I gave it to them this past summer at a Meet & Greet in Mansfield, MA for the Boys of Zummer tour. I'd probably bawl my eyes out if I ever hear that they read it, but I don't want to hold out too much hope. They are my second form of coping with anything, and their music gave me the drive to even write the novella. Here's the description: What does it mean to truly learn to love your life again? Rebellious, yet exceptionally intelligent, Eugenia "Janie" Cole, asks herself this every day. Its hard to do such a thing when life deals you a bad deck of cards. Addicted to pain killer, kicked out of her only home for abusing and stealing said pain killers, becoming homeless, and befriending a punk chick by the name of Nina Monroe; a music scene junkie who seems to be just as messed up as her. In the hidden back drop of Boston, Massachusetts, Janie goes in search of her spirituality through parties, drugs, and that one beautiful moment that will explain to her why darkness follows in her footsteps. Will she find it all on her own before her past comes back to haunt her?

"So," Coffee Shop Boy said. I was watching his web-show. He took my earlier and programmed his number into it. Out of curiosity, I texted him and asked him his name. Coffee Shop Boy said 'don't worry, cutie, watch my show and all will be revealed.' So here I am, watching his show as I tried not o look at my scars. "I met this girl today at the coffee shop I always go to. I won't say her name because I want her to do something for me at the end of the segment. Anyways, she was crying when we met and I wanted to know why. Fellas, you should never let a crying girl go unconsoled, even if you don't know her. I pulled her over to a table and started talking to her like we had know each other all out lives. This girl is beautiful, inside and out. But I noticed that she had these cuts on her wrists, and I thought 'why would such a beautiful girl feel the need to harm herself?'. I asked her about it, but she avoided my question easily. "Coffee Shop Girl, this is where I have to ask something of you. If you want to know my name, meet me at the Coffee Shop tomorrow after school. I''m gonna need a friend since we're going to the same school, after all." * * * Ophelia Bello is the daughter of divorced parents. She has two older siblings, one sister and one brother, that are biological and two more half-siblings. Her mother, who remarried three years ago, has almost completely forgotten about her and her father lives a new life with her twin brother. Her older sister is away at college and has seemed to forget her too. So she cuts to take the pain away. Ophelia meets Bram Stomes in the coffee shop where she used to work. She instantly feels wanted by the was he talks and pays attention to her. Maybe this is her reason to stop hurting herself. All rights reserved 2014 Jane Dugan

A short story. Two People. Ex-bestfriends. One is a doctor, Another is the hospital MD. She can't wait to shoot him with words, he can't stop her from doing anything. He feels responsible and she's the most irresponsible person you'll find. She wants to go away and he'll do everything in his power to keep her close He can't look away from her and Well, she can't look away too. What happens when time tests them? Make them ache for each other? But it's not sparks which flow in air, it's thier words and hidden pain, so how will the journey be. let's check it out ourselves. ✿ "You got 5 minutes. After that I want you to drop me back home because I'm nowhere near to drive after working 22 hours straight ofcourse as my boss because you can't loose such a good doctor in a car accident, Now can you?" His body stiffened, eyes darkened with anger "I was joking Mady. I really need sleep" she stated sheepishly, muffling a yawn. "Okay. I'll do now sit back here" He pointed to the couch and she immediately plopped down again. Eyes closing down with fatigue. "Did you have a proper meal?" he asked picking his received. "If you call three bites of a sandwich and eleven cups of coffee a meal then I did have one" she yawned, leaning back against the backrest. "You're addicted to caffeine" he mumbled, ordering something for them both in his cabin. "Can you stop mumbling under your breath? I'm already trying hard not to dose off here" she said with drooping eyes. "You really flip Sana Qureshi, one second you were fighting now you can't sit straight. Will you be normal anytime soon?" He mocked. "I'll someday Inshallah" she grinned sleepily. He sighed "Inshallah"

Mia Rives 18 year old Mia lost her parents in a tragic accident when she was 15. She found herself in an abusive relationship, shes lost in her own head, she doesn't know her worth. That all changes when she meets him. She keeps him separated from her pain, but will it last? Can he prove to her she's worthy of love before it's to late? Aiden Becker He's 19 and feels as though he's nothing on this earth. Aiden has a heart condition, when he was 8 years old he had a heart transplant and suddenly his body is starting to reject it. His parents are drunks and they abuse him. When he meets her he wants to shield her from his condition and his parents. He wants to put her first. Will he be able to keep his secret from her or will things turn crazy? -------------- "Aiden we can't do this, Im with Elliot." I say breathlessly. It's not him I'm trying to convince. It's me. He grips my waist harder and gently pushes me against the sink "You mean that piece of shit who doesn't know how to show u real love, that piece of shit who I just beat into the concrete because he touched you without your permission?" His tone is deadly, he's angry and he's holding me like I'm the only thing that can calm him. He gently grabs my neck and brings our faces closer, I can feel his breath on my lips. He's trying to control himself, but I'm not sure if I want him too. "You drive me fucking crazy Mia, and the thought of his hands on you makes me want to do very bad things to him." He pants out, slowly gliding his fingers along my birthmark. His hands are everywhere on me and I can't take the burning sensation in my lower stomach as his eyes bore into mine. "Kiss me Aiden, touch me. Please just do something." I beg. Trigger warning and mature themes⚠️ (Physical, mental and emotional abuse (Drug abuse (Suicidal and homicidal tendencies (Sexual assault (Blood, aggression. Chapters that include these things will have a warning. Started: December 28th, 2022 Finished: March 18th, 2023

Set after Greed (fma) rescued the chimeras from the labs. The band of misfits have settled down in the Devil's Nest after an explosive exchange near the train yard. Everyone seems to be doing fine. But for the young snow leopard chimera, old wounds have been scraped and threaten to bleed out, destroying his sanity. Is he alone, or will the boss be able to say the right thing? For once? Dolchetto is worried. His boss isn't known to be great with kids. Kota deals with the doubts of being in existence. Something each chimera has had to deal with but ignored. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Sequel: 15 years Later (Male reader x Greed and the chimeras) -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- NOTE: Male OC is NOT PAIRED with anyone because the world needs more family/friends fanfics other than the paired ones. Plus, a slight hinted Martel x Dolchetto/Dorchet in the background Also! Kota's actually in his 20's, but has lost track of his age, so everyone assumes he's an adolescent because he has not aged physically from his lanky, no-beard self. WARNING! implied deaths, explosions, slight PTSD, self-depreciation and definitely hyperventilation. If sensitive, please do not force yourselves to read. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Criticism and corrections are loved and appreciated beyond words. But if you find the need to swear, please try to censor most of it.

I can't bring myself to recognize the girl I'm staring at. Through her glassy eyes you can see that she's no foreigner to pain, whether physically, emotionally or mentally. Her hard expression warns people that she doesn't take their shit. But, her friends are the only ones to help her unravel and step out of the room that's trapped her with all her struggles and pains; they get her through all her enigma. They are all she needs. I stare at this girl, and I see myself. I see someone who is strong and determined, someone who needs to love herself and believe that she can be loved. The tears roll down my cheeks as I realize that 'this girl' is Amiane Alana Rochester, a girl who's been through a shit-load of fuckery. * In medicine pain relates to a sensation that hurts. If you feel pain it hurts, you feel discomfort, distress and perhaps agony, depending on the severity of it. Pain can be steady and constant, in which case it may be an ache. It might be a throbbing pain - a pulsating pain. The pain could have a pinching sensation, or a stabbing one. To Amiane, pain is all of the above. Can she handle any of it? [Completed Monday March 28, 2016]