Feminist Stories

He found his home in her He fell first , Both fell harder It's a typical 90s arranged marriage between two strangers bound by family, tradition and expectations. He is calm and carrying scars from a past he never talks about. She is fierce in her silence, doubtful of marriage after seeing how society treats women. But somewhere between shared glances and unspoken care ,love found its way. She healed his wounds and he became her safe place. This is their journey of two souls learning that sometimes, love doesn't come by choice, it just happens.

Y E A R 1 9 9 5. ~ "Please fly off to London beta...", she almost pleaded. "I can't Maa...", Anuj sobbed. "She'll get married today...", she reminded him. " I know...", he supressed a sob. She found it difficult to remind him again knowing how badly it breaks his heart everytime she does that but she had no alternative. She sobbed a little before repeating herself, "She'll be... living in the... House... Next to... Ours..." "Maa... Meri Anupamaa...", tears flushed his face blurring his vision. ~ Anuj Kapadiya, 19-yr old college boy of the 90s and the most eligible bachelor of the college, was deeply in love with his college classmate, Anupamaa, who he never dared talk and who he might never dare talk again as he saw her getting wedded to someone else. With his family there for his support, would he be able to get over it or how would circumstances change and situations frame? Nobody knows but time. ~ Anupamaa, a carefree butterfly, as he would often call her! She was 18 but more ambitious than her age but also when circumstances change, it leaves no one intact. ~ He had the choice. He made the tougher one - To stay in his home next to Anupamaa's new home. ~ Would it mark a new beginning or close a chapter forever? Would there be any end to the sufferings and pain or would they be destined to stay apart for the rest of the lives? If no, then could the unison truly be a fairytale he wished for her? ~ A FEMINIST DYSTOPIAN you might want to read.

Being Indian American feels like living in a pressure cooker wrapped in a smile. You're told to be perfect, productive, palatable - never loud, never intimidating. But travel to India, and you'll meet folks who are bold, stylish, confident, and unapologetically gangsta. DEAR DIASPORA, YOU'RE NOT THE MAIN CHARACTER is a sharp, personal callout - not to India, but to the suffocating performance of "representation," perfectionism and intraracial competition that dominates Desi life in the West. This isn't a sob story - it's a truth bomb. A cultural essay that demands real freedom, not filtered branding. If you're ready to sip some realness, break free from the cage of expectations, and find your max pro aura - this is for you. 🍋 Bold. Tart. Sweet. Unfiltered. 🍋 Just like a glass of limeade on a hot day.

This is year 2019 of my slow-burn, detailed story of Y/N as the eighth member of BTS. The story is as realistic as possible, which means it sticks to dates as well as social and idol "norms". It tells the in-depth story of Y/N's personal and celebrity life as a member of BTS, including saesang experiences, friendships with other idols, the relationship with the other members, family drama, concert and tour experiences, and more! This is not snapshots or short imagines, it does have a timeline with a plot. (Highly recommend you read the books in order starting from pre-debut otherwise you won't understand much) *Disclaimer: This book deals with heavy topics such as mental illnesses, suicide, death, sexism/misogyny, sexual/verbal abuse, racism, and xenophobia #Fanfic #FanFiction #Fandom Highest Rankings: #5 in member #1 in Btsmember #8 in eighthmember 34 ff

A forbidden love. A world determined to keep them apart. In the summer of 1879, amidst the rolling hills and whispering willows of Whitshire, Elara Whitcombe-a daughter of aristocracy bound by duty-meets Adrian Thorne, a bookbinder's son with ink-stained hands and a poet's soul. Their stolen moments in secret gardens and moonlit dances ignite a love as fierce as it is impossible. But society has no mercy for rebels. As whispers turn to warnings and threats tighten like a noose, Elara and Adrian must choose: bow to the rules or risk everything to escape. Yet the world does not yield easily to dreamers, and time is running out. A hauntingly romantic tale of passion, defiance, and the choices that define us.

[TJZ'S EXPANDED VERSION IS NOW AVAILABLE IN MY PROFILE!] Believed to be created by the founder of Zecaj, the Jewel of Opulence is said to curse whoever possesses it with endless riches beyond their wildest dreams. Desperate to get his hands on more fortune to aid a brewing war, Sultan Shahrayar, the kingdom's cunning ruler, calls his people far and wide with a declaration: the one who presents him with the mythical artifact shall be rewarded with a tower of gold. * * * In the lowly province of Klalasha, Badriya bint As-Sahra is sick of piling up camel dung and picking people's pockets for a living. But she can't do anything else unless she wants to rot in the streets and die. When she hears the sultan's decree, she jumps at the chance to become rich in the easiest way possible. And perhaps get a title for herself to prove that women are more than just slaves and child-bearers. But, as Badriya would learn the hard way, searching for an object that may not exist is proving harder than it should be. With other, more resourceful competition and a handsome stranger distracting her, she will have to use her wits and skills to achieve her goal or risk losing something even greater than herself. -- Featured in @retold, @WattpadFantasyPH, @StoriesUndiscovered, @Fantasy, @antiheroesgalore, @dangerouslove, @classicauthors, @WattpadExplorer, @WattpadAsianFantasy, @WattpadESL, @Alt-U and @mythandlegend Book graphics by the amazing @Dayisdemigod and @Lueur_laVespine! | 30,000 - 35,000 words. First, rough draft. |

Detective 𝐑𝐨𝐬𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐚 𝐅𝐞𝐫𝐧𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐳 doesn't just solve cases - she rewrites the rules. The city's only female lead cop, feared and admired for her sharp mind and sharper tongue, she's never needed a partner. But a new killer is leaving letters carved into bodies, and the pattern is far from random. To stop him, Rosalia is paired with a transferee - a genius in his own right, but her complete opposite. The city's watching. The killer's taunting. And Rosalia? She's about to face a case that knows her better than she knows herself.

The two thousand descendants of King Solomon’s ancient harem have the ultimate power of seduction: Their very touch is as addictive as any drug. But that power comes at a price: Wives die giving birth. They can only bear daughters. They are only fertile until the age of twenty-four. Hunted for hundreds of generations by men who crave their touch and fear its power, the Wives have kept safe by following three simple rules: A Wife shall have no meaningful relationships outside the clan. A Wife’s addictive touch may be used only for procreation or to protect the clan. A Wife shall sacrifice herself for her daughter at the age of twenty-four. But tonight, the rules have been broken, and someone must pay. In the blistering first episode of King Solomon’s Wives, we meet Sumarra on the night she plans to conceive. Instead, she and the other wives find themselves under attack from a group of male hunters, intent on destroying them. Sumarra has always broken small rules and indulged rebellious tendencies. Now that the Wives have been found, her defiance will either be their salvation or her own undoing.

[AMBYS 2024 FANTASY FAVORITE] Badriya As-Sahra is sick of piling up camel dung and picking people's pockets for a living. Her world discriminates against women and orphans, and it is only her damned luck that she happens to be both. She yearns for more but can't do anything else unless she wants to rot in the streets. Ayaz Shahrayar balances two lives: one of defiance, where he aids his people suffering from the Sultan's rule, and one of obedience, where he plays the role of a naive prince and heir in public. But his thirst for vengeance drives him more reckless by the day, and he knows that he might do something that could threaten his inheritance and his life. When the Sultan of Zecaj, desperate for more wealth to start a war, declares a country-wide hunt for a powerful artifact lost in legends called the Jewel of Opulence, Badriya jumps at the chance for the promise of reward. When the Sultan threatens Ayaz of losing the very thing he is meant to have, he has no choice but to join the hunt. As Badriya and Ayaz cross paths on their quest, they must learn to work together to find the Jewel and uncover the truth of its power. Only that it proves to be more difficult when the threat of betrayal and the spark of attraction try to distract them from their opposing goals. | 90,000 - 100,000 words. Second rough draft. | Featured by WattpadAsianFantasy, retold, WattpadDarkFantasy, WattpadFantasyPH!

"Her worth wasn't and isn't defined by him, just as a house's worth isn't dependant upon the owner. No matter who owns it, a house is still a house and it's worth is determined by what's inside and it's structure. Her structure was still standing, her beliefs and opinions holding her up and guiding her outlook on life. He left, but she still had herself and that's all she needed." --- Way before Wren was born, her grandmother's best friend, Sophie, made the best out of a bad situation and worked tirelessly to become someone she was proud of. She showed the world that all she needed was herself and documented her whole experience via email to Wren's grandmother. Wren is now all grown up and has found herself in a slump, but when she stumbles across Sophie's old emails, her whole mindset rapidly changes..

Ahn Keonho spent years recommending her music. Eom Seonghyeon spent weeks making her laugh. Unfortunately, she liked both.

Collection of poems from the heart covering a variety of subjects; love, pain, mysteries, joy, culture, womanhood, God and so much more!

In werewolf country, the throne is contested. Between romance and subterfuge, will Renata regain her birthright?

Her teenager heart thought her twenties would be her marrying the love of her life, a picket fence house, and a home where love blooms. If only she knew what adulting causes. Betrayal didn't just break her heart, it changed the way she saw men, love, and everything in between What happens when the soft lover girl is forced to be a misandrist by the betrayals? And when a feminist man unintentionally makes her rethink why she hates men, will her heart remember how to feel, or that part is gone for good this time? Read to learn more.

A (kinda) shy Bad Boy and a Tomboy who sucks at sports. Now that's an equation unheard of! She's new. New school, new house, hell even new country! She is his new neighbour. Their windows are so close they can climb into the each others' house. She can see him with a new girl in his room everyday but she's chill with it... but the question here is: is he? "Why? Are you uncomfortable?" He asks with a sly smirk. "Pfft! No." I say trying to control my embarrassment at the sight of his bare chest. " I've seen you shirtless several times." Trying to sound casual. "Oh ya?" He says still not making the slightest attempt to wear a shirt. "Ya." I say still looking at my bag. "You should really learn to close your curtains." I say referring to the many times I've closed my windows to give him privacy. "Or maybe you want to see me shirtless." He says moving closer to me. What the hell is his problem!? "You wish." I scoff, trying really hard to seem chill and acting busy with my bag. "Then look at me." He says, smirking wider. "What!?" I say raising an eyebrow. "Stop fiddling with your bag and look at me." Image credits: https://www.pinterest.com/pin/391742867557459843/

Yogini (Yogi) Anand, a feisty Delhiet working for a survey firm that works for the government. This 27 year old has a lot on her plate. Living with her super hyperactive aunt who doesn't care about society and does what she feels right. She is Yogi's backbone. Yogi gets a lot of her personality traits from her and she knows what is right or wrong and doesn't care what others would say. Yogini had a simple project. She just had to survey the village of Tanot in Rajasthan but she ended up rescuing Jogi which in turn creates a lot of problems for her and ultimately getting involved with Rudra Shekhawat. Rudra Shekhawat isn't your regular guy, nothing about him is regular. He knows exactly what he wants and he will have it, by hook or by crook. He doesn't care about morals at all. With the recent death of his father who left him a very large, almost bankrupt empire, it falls on Rudra's shoulder to build the empire again and he would not let anything or anyone ruin it for him. So what would happen when Yogini just happens to ruin his perfect plan. What would even happen when these two would collide. Read to find out more.

If you were to walk into this classroom on the sweltering day of June 9th, the final day of school, you would be engulfed with a stifling sense of finality. While everyone wore a smile there was a creeping feeling of dread and lose. All seemed unsure of what was to come except one student. She sat on the table with her legs dangling off, slightly swaying back and forth. She leaned back, putting her weight on her hands that steadied her as her body shook with the laughter that was ever present, especially on the day to end all days. She had a laugh that was so outrageous that you too wanted to laugh, but never at her. Her smile could light up a room and it made her eyes sparkle as if they held the universe within them. She was loved by all for both her looks and mind, as she spoke with intelligence and yet conveyed a yearn for new knowledge. She had the slightest Jamaican accent, picked up from her mother, whose accent was so thick she was practically unintelligible over the phone. She continued to sit on the table, legs swaying ever so slightly, laughing without a care in the world, as she looked around the room on that final day. Her eyes settle on the only person without a trace of a smile on their face, and suddenly her laughter falters and she was acutely aware of the unease clogging the room. Suddenly she was back at the first day of school...

Three friends navigate their lives together - from children held back by their parents to women suppressed by the patriarchal society they live in.