Fml Stories

She looked at her hands, then at mine. "Ek din... jab main badi ho jaungi... tab aap haath pakdenge na?" My heart stopped. Then started again, harder. I answered honestly. "Tab tu khud mera haath pakdegi, Gauri. Main sirf wahan khada rahunga. Jab tak tu na aaye." She went quiet. ----

"Kuch kehta nahi hoon, iska matlab yeh nahi ki jo mann mein aaye bologi aur main sunta rahunga!" His voice was a growl, eyes black with rage and hurt. "Yeh sab sochti ho tum mere baare mein?" Her bangles broke completely, pieces falling like green rain on the floor. The sound snapped him out of it. He saw the terror in her eyes-real, wide-eyed fear-and let go as if she burned him. Shakti slid down the wall a little, clutching her wrist, staring at the broken glass. "Meri chudiyan..." she whispered, voice trembling. "Aapne... aapne khud pehnayi thi." Tears rolled freely now. "Pata hai maine kitna sambhal ke rakha tha..." She didn't look at him. Just kept staring at the ruined bangles like they were her heart on the floor.

They didn't sell me. They threw me away like trash. And he picked me up to watch me shatter but he made the woman who never flinches again. Aarvi Raizada: the hidden shame of the Raizada cartel. Locked in a room for 21 years, beaten by her half-brothers for sport, starved by her stepmother for looking too much like the "sold of woman" who birthed her, ignored by a father who only remembers her when he needs someone to blame. She's never felt kindness. Never seen the sun without bars. But she's not broken-yet. Rudra Singhania: the devil who rules from the shadows. Ruthless in business, lethal in revenge. He doesn't chase women; he doesn't need to. Power is his only lover. When the Raizadas offer their bastard daughter to settle a debt, he takes her-not for pleasure, but to parade their failure. Dragged to his palace in the dead of night, Aarvi becomes his wife in name only. A trophy. A prisoner. But the silent girl with bruises hidden under her bridal silk isn't cowering. -she came with bruises but I only saw the eyes that once belonged to the girl I loved the most. THE SAY SHE CAME I KNEW SHE WILL OWN ME

"What is your problem?", she asked. "You" he breathed. "You, Dhwani. You're my only problem and solution." He said, his gaze boring to hers, making her forget how to breathe. _____________________ "Are you blind or just stupid?", she asked. He wanted to apologise but his words got stuck somewhere in his throat. _____________________ She is the youngest princess of Marwar - spoiled, loved, protected... and secretly cracked in places no one sees. He is the King of Mewar - ruthless, undefeated, a man the world bows to... but finds himself silent in front of her. A three-generation-old rivalry kept their kingdoms apart. A spilled coffee and five minutes of her anger change everything. He fell first - hard, fast, without warning. She fell later - deeper, louder than she ever expected. Between royal politics, family grudges, hidden wounds, and a love she never believed she deserved, Dhwani Singh Rathore becomes the only sound Abhay Singh Chauhan's heart ever learns to recognise. A story of two kingdoms, two stubborn hearts, and one love powerful enough to silence generations of hate.

Suna Rintaro, the college dropout that somehow everyone on your campus knows about. People talk about him- especially during the parties you attend. You both don't usually do stuff like this, but what's the harm?

no sad shots because I'm just not that kind of person. my first one shot book (or any book, really) and it's mostly cliche. if there's anything sad you can be sure it's gonna end up happy. no smut because they're kids. requests open. I hardly update but if you make a request I will get it done asap.

Just one-shots that my bored ass thinks of. Live laugh love Måneskin. You can leave requests if you want.

-I'm trying to be original but some of them are just weird -Do not claim the executions as yours, because I don't want the community to think I'm the one who claim stuff that isn't mine as mine. Also, credit me in some way -If the story looks like another execution of someone else, please don't go bitching in the comment section and spread rumors that I'm some reposter, because I truly try to be original -You shouldn't read this if you're below the age of 13, except if you have permission of your parents/caretaker -Do not read if you can't stand gore/sadism/death/pain/seeing others suffer -Do not check out my other books, because they're shitty as hell -The cover of this book isn't mine -may contain some spoilers of Danganronpa or yttd or some other killing games

first came love then came marriage thx obama » completed » other rantbook: megan fails at life

~°☆•.* I'll never update this book again, art is years old by now

Basically me and my classmates being little shits.

Mc : Xu JingYao (Jing XiaYao) ရှုကျင်းယောင်တစ်ယောက် သူမနှင့် နာမည်ခပ်ဆင်ဆင်တူသည့် ဝတ္ထုထဲမှ ဆန်ကုန်မြေလေး Beta တစ်ယောက်ထံ ကူးပြောင်းလို့သွားသည်။ ကူးပြောင်းသွားသည့်အချိန်မှာလဲ ဝမ်းသာစရာပင် ဝတ္ထု၏ဇာတ်သိမ်းပိုင်းဖြစ်နေသည်။ ရှုကျင်းယောင် : ...... ထိုလူတွေမှာ သူမကိုပွဲမှ နှင်ထုတ်တာ အရှက်ခွဲသည့်အခန်းဖြစ်နေပီး သနားစရာ ဇာတ်လိုက်အိုမီဂါလေးမှာလဲ သူ၏Alphaအားကိုးနှင့် သူမကို ပက်ပက်စက်စက် အပြစ်တင်နေသည့် အချိန်လဲဖြစ်နေလေသည်။ ရှုကျင်းယောင် : သနားစရာ..အိုမီဂါ... ဘယ်အိမ်က သနားစရာလေးက အဲ့လို ထိုင်ဆဲနေလို့လဲလို့ ဟာသ ထူးဆန်း MC : ဦးဆောင်သူ အမျိုးသမီးAlpha

𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚔 𝚖𝚎 𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚙𝚒𝚎𝚌𝚎. 𝚞𝚠𝚞

the way my life is and why i am always fucked up

ѕσмє мσяє тяαѕннн

this is wack my art is ass omg IM SO NOT SORRY FOR THE COVER IMAGE JSJJGAHAHDA

The life of a darkskin in the society of high school is rough but will Melanie make it out alive

Title says it all

This is a book of Art that I have drawn recently, hopefully I'll get better

Idk what the fuck I'm doing anymore...