Expectations Stories

Back-cover Blurb Kathiravan Vedhvardhan is the heir to a powerful political family in rural Tamil Nadu-a man shaped by tradition, pride, and a belief that a wife's place is beside her husband, without question. Malarvizhi Nivetharaj is everything his world doesn't know what to do with: a final-year medical student, fiercely determined, sharp-tongued, and unwilling to surrender the life she's built. When an old family tradition turns their names into husband and wife, Malar's dreams become the first thing Kathiravan expects her to sacrifice. But marriage doesn't give him ownership of her. And Malar isn't willing to become another silent woman in the Vedhvardhan household. As family honour, political ambition, generations of tradition, and a dangerous obsession collide, Malar must decide how much of herself she is willing to fight to keep. Because sometimes the hardest battle isn't leaving a powerful man- 𝒊𝒕𝒔 𝒓𝒆𝒇𝒖𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒆𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒑𝒐𝒘𝒆𝒓𝒍𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝒃𝒆𝒔𝒊𝒅𝒆 𝒉𝒊𝒎.....

NOTE: This story is set in "highschool-to-young-adulthood" structure. As he entered another school year and being a Grade 10 STE student, Alexandris Reverio ought to take the highest spot in their classroom and push his rival from taking the top again. After two consecutive years of being looked by his father as if he was a disappointment, Alex had to focus more in his study without any distractions in his way. No other things to blind him. No one to stop him now. After all, a Reverio never surrender. He shouldn't surrender. Being his junior high school rival, Krysten Anzellia Fraben had to match what Alex was doing, either opposing him or taking the first few steps ahead. And she was doing it the opposite way, sometimes colliding her way to Alex's. But that shouldn't matter. Or maybe, be aware of it. After all, she had reasons to keep her eyes on the only goal. She must not accept defeat or she might lose it. But as the new school year came, they found themselves unknowingly orbiting each other's path as they go forward. Every banter, every glare, every countermove- those keep pulling themselves towards each other. But how would you keep all things as you go if love was teaching you how to accept what you hate? How would you observe through the eyeglasses when everything felt like a blur? How would the moon glare when it was all soft and hidden from the very start?

a short story about a young woman with heavy expectations (perfect for learning how to analyze stories)

As a gift for her 23rd birthday, Thalia receives an unexpected letter informing her that her great-uncle Cedric, a man she barely knew but had always found intriguing, has left her a peculiar little shop called "Enchanted Oddities." After his passing, she attends his funeral and moves into the apartment above the shop. After struggling to get the place up and running again, she is visited by a group of mysterious beings with direct ties to Cedric and reveal that the shop serves as a portal for mythical creatures seeking refuge and unique items. She accepts their help as she uncovers the reason she was chosen to continue his legacy.

One thing was clear, Jinseok hated men. But to top it off? She was also scared of them. What else does this girl have? Right. Eldest Daughter Syndrome. Can Jinseok find her Eldest Son Syndrome? . . . . . I am pulled against the counter top and met with two panicked eyes crouched at my level. His arms fell against both my sides, trapping me between the countertop and himself. His back body crouched and his upper body leaned forward. My calm tired eyes and brain slowly register our position; his body placement dangerously close against mine. "You're misunderstanding," his deep voice takes a tone of desperation. "A woman is not a liability for me, she's my responsibility," he clears. His voice vibrates as soft and vulnerable as ever, slightly cracking near the end. He sounds almost sincere. Should she take the bait?

things happened to are life

This book explores the quiet places where feelings grow larger than reality. Each poem reflects the moments we interpret, the gestures we magnify, and the emotions that expand beyond what truly happened. Inside these pages you'll find heartbreak, subtle betrayals, and a soft, lingering melancholy - the kind that comes from seeing more, sensing more, imagining more than the world ever showed. These poems trace the delicate line between what we live and what our hearts create in silence. A requiem for what almost was, and for everything the soul believed it could become.

Angie has some projects she's working on...and she'd love some help from her friend Lucas. So she asks. But...

Feely Male Lead × Kavanagh Female Lead

Constance meets a hot man named Beom on a bus. She always sees him on her commute to her new job, but is too scared to say anything to him. One day, she decides to talk to him. He is surprised when she can see him. After all, he has invented a way to be invisible to everyone, saying he's done with other people's expectations. Constance has to slowly coax Beom to stop doing that by convincing him of the value of being seen. |One of my entries for the 2023 Open Novella Contest| |Cover designed by @EstelleKnightrise| |Description is under construction| © Sherly Holmes 2023 (All Rights Reserved)

place for all the words we often leave unsaid. A collection of texts meant to make you think, showing that no one is alone in this. In this book, I criticize the high expectations of society, the pressure, and how the world affects me. We forget ourselves in this big world because we are trying to find our place. However, we often lose focus and flee into a world that isn't real. Because of this, we don't realize how time is running away from us and loved ones are slipping away.

🖤ASKHOLE: A person who asks for your advice but always does the opposite. Offering my services to make that tuition money worth it. 💋🤡👻🎹🌈🍭🎂🍿🍰🥂🍾🍹🎨🎪🎟🎭🎸🎬 If you want/need an unbiased, honest, 100% sugar-free criticism on your story OR any of my other services, you came to the right neck of the woods. I have a degree in creative writing, so I'm not some joe blow in their mom's basement, who has a case of the dick swingin's and just thinks they know better than you or someone on here who likes to pretend their opinion is somehow superior. It cost my first born to be able say I know what I'm doing👶🏻 and I want to put it to good use to help people who need it. I'm like a pocket sized, personal professor who won't eventually sexually harass you. But I'm not here to just criticize you, slap your ass and send you on your merry way. After I give you my critique and assuming you don't cry...or even if you do, I'm here to tell you how to fix your shortcomings and actually do something about it. I don't want to just sprinkle some glitter on a pile of dog sh!t. Let's whip what's most likely a bowl of grammar catastrophe, dialogue horrors and punctuation nightmares, into a cake of literary splendor🎂

When Ivy Miller transfers to Edgewood High for her senior year, she's determined to leave her past behind and focus on building a new future. The last thing she expects is to cross paths with Malachi Mustafa, the school's star basketball player who seems to have everything figured out. But beneath the pressure of living up to his father's legacy and the expectations of everyone around him, Malachi is struggling to figure out who he is beyond the game. As an unlikely friendship forms between them, both are forced to confront the fears, grief, and insecurities they've spent years hiding. Set in the suburbs of Atlanta, this contemporary coming-of-age novel explores identity, family, first love, and the courage to choose your own path.

Some stories are never spoken. They are hidden behind smiles, good results, quiet nights, and the words, "I'm okay." The Journey of an Unspoken Heart is a collection of poems, quotes, and fragments from a heart that has carried more than it knew how to say. A journey through loneliness and friendship, homesickness and belonging, fear and anxiety, dreams and expectations, love and disappointment. These pages do not belong to a perfect life. They belong to someone who is still learning how to live through the things that hurt, how to carry memories that refuse to leave, and how to keep walking even when the road ahead is unknown. Some pages may feel heavy. Some may feel lonely. Some may feel like home. And perhaps, somewhere between these words, you may find a piece of yourself too. This is not just a collection of poems. This is a journey of feelings that were never meant to stay silent.

Beneath the Marks is a simple poem about a student who feels stressed and burnt out from school. They work hard for high grades and awards, but end up losing their love for music and feeling lost inside. Driven by a fear of failure and the quiet pressure to succeed, they wonder if good grades will ever truly make them happy.

a short story of how expectation can't be trusted

It's a book of that contains all sort of stuff that can one way or another influence u nd make u a better person,not only willgive u hope nd wisdom but also make u generally spiritually stronger

I was lost and drown by sadness, torn and hurt. I was left dumbfounded with shitty promises. I was so frustrated and depressed. I asked myself too many questions that I couldn't answer by my own. But one day, I found myself staring at nowhere. Then I see myself, looking at you. Things happened, everything change. I've known and met you in unexpected time. We've talked and just click as the days past. But one thing I wasn't sure off, if what I see is what you see. Is this a REALITY or a MIRAGE.

I do not own the story. All credit goes to my beloved teacher, Muhammad Anwar. In this story he describes the sacrifice of an old women towards her family and then...... Sorry but I think you need to read it your own.... and please, leave your comments........ ...............

"Every rose has its thorns; every privilege has its own hurts." Once overcome, it hurt no more