Sarcasm Stories

Broken? Yes. Shattered? Yes..... But you know what is better? Revenge! They don't want him as a hero.... Fine, fine... you know what else is heroic? A vigilante. Oh and by the way... that vigilante is out for Revenge! A/N: Thanks for all the support. This is the 15k special. It will be a vigilante, villain, dadzawa mix. Or that is what I planned.... let's see how it turns out to be. This is a my hero accademia fanstory hope you enjoy! Please also feel free to correct my bad writing. Rights on the pictures go to the artist. I do not own my hero accademia , rights to the owner.

Second book 🏒. She was the spark he never saw coming. He was the calm she never knew she needed. Sol has always been a hurricane-fiery red hair, sharp tongue, and a smile that hides the weight of secrets she never speaks aloud. Life has taught her not to trust easily, to keep the past buried deep where no one can touch it. But then there's Noah-her best friend's brother. Steady, strong, with warm brown eyes and that quiet, protective energy that makes it hard to breathe. What started as easy friendship slowly sharpens into something neither of them expected. Something dangerous. Something impossible to ignore. As her past begins to catch up with her, threatening to unravel everything, Sol finds herself caught between the chaos of who she's been and the steady pull of Noah's unwavering presence. He's determined to be the one who stays when everything else falls apart. But some secrets don't let go easily.

🔧 When science meets the supernatural... and really great hair 🔧 Emma Henderson has enough problems without adding "save the world" to her to-do list. Between her shift at Hawkins Library, her endless pile of broken electronics, and making sure her little brother doesn't turn their garage into a crater, she's got no time for anything else. Especially not Steve Harrington and his stupid perfect hair. But something's wrong in Hawkins. Her radios are picking up Russian broadcasts. Her equipment's going haywire. And then Dustin brings home a creature that definitely wasn't covered in AP Biology. Now Emma's trapped in a government conspiracy with only: ➤ A modified Walkman ➤ Some half-broken tools ➤ One Steve "The Hair" Harrington ➤ His nail-covered bat ➤ Way too much cologne She's a science genius with trust issues and a sarcastic streak wider than the Mississippi. He's the former King of Hawkins High who can't tell a circuit board from a cereal box. They're the last people who should be investigating interdimensional monsters together. But as shadow creatures emerge and secret tunnels appear under their tiny town, Emma's starting to realize that some equations need an unexpected variable. Even if that variable uses too much Farrah Fawcett hairspray. ✧･ﾟ: ✧･ﾟ: ✧ 🔬 Science x Supernatural 💗 Slow Burn Romance 🌟 Found Family 🔪 Horror Elements ⚡ 80s Nostalgia Updates every Friday & Saturday!

Have you ever had one of those terrible yet annoyingly pivotal moments? You know, that monumental fragment of time that flips everything you have ever known. That plot twist second that completely takes you by surprise. The one just before the storm hits and everything goes to hell. Yes? Because you see, that moment happens to be my whole damn life. It wasn't always like this though. I used to have a pretty mundane existence, happy to just get good grades and be around my friends. God I wish I could get that simplicity back, I'd never complain it was boring again. But I know I'm not going to ever get back my old life because well... I died. (Kinda) But I woke up. And I was thrilled, beyond grateful I wasn't dead. But then I realized that there was one minor detail that had changed about my reality. I was given the chance to live but it turns out I woke up as the villainess in an otome game my friend used to be obsessed with - Kingdom of freaking Hearts (I added the freaking in there for effect, it's just Kingdom of Hearts) Where, for the record, the villainess only has two possible endings 1) execution and 2) getting exiled. So Fate was like, "Don't worry, I'll save you. Here's a chance to live" and then was like "psyche, screw you. You're still going to die but I'll let you suffer a little first." So now, if only to annoy Fate by proving it wrong, I am determined to survive. I can and I will if I play by these simple rules: 1) Befriend Heroin 2) Avoid Aryn Edwards at All Costs as well as other capture targets And 3) Be the top student at the academy and become an invaluable asset to my Kingdom so I become indispensable, thus unkillable. I'm determined, stubborn, persistent and I will live passed 16. Fate made a big mistake setting me up to die. Since it threw this plot twist at me, I figure I'll return the favor. I'll be the biggest plot twist Fate never saw coming...

Bliss has loved. Bliss has lost. And through every heartbreak, she's learned to rise again. Funny, smart, and kind... yet carrying the darkness everyone hides, Bliss must navigate pain, laughter, and the tangled path back to herself.

𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐚 𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐫. 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐲. In a city that eats the innocent alive, 𝐋𝐮𝐝𝐨𝐯𝐢𝐜𝐚 𝐌𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐢 learned to become the predator. She doesn't have a job - she has disguises. By day, she's just a tired single mother with a daughter to raise and a past that won't stay buried. By night, she's the whisper in Manhattan's penthouses - a conwoman who seduces, steals, and leaves her sins gift-wrapped in diamonds. New York taught her how to survive: weaponise silence, smile like sin, and make danger fall in love with her. Some people run from their past. 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐬. "𝐈'𝐦 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐈'𝐦 𝐡𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠." Because healing was never the plan. Revenge always was.

Julep Darrow has one goal this year: keep her head down and make it through her preppy high school without getting sucked into the drama. But when she's forced into a reluctant partnership with Jamie Marlin-the charming new golden boy with more secrets than smiles-her plan unravels fast. The problem? They know things about each other they shouldn't. The kind of things that make staying away impossible. And the harder they try to keep their distance, the more tangled their lives become. Between late-night shifts at the convenience store, chaos at home, and a secret she's desperate to protect, Julep has enough to worry about. Jamie, meanwhile, might look every bit the perfect prep-school prince, but Julep can see the cracks no one else notices. His secrets don't match the polished act-and only she knows it. They're not friends. They're not anything. At least, that's what Julep keeps telling herself. Because if she's not careful, this year won't be remembered for the drama she dodged-it'll be defined by the one person she swore she didn't care about. ***First and foremost, this book is meant to bring back that old-school Wattpad energy I grew up on. It's not meant to be taken too seriously-it's fun, lighthearted, and a little nostalgic. If you've ever wanted to feel like you're back in 2012, binging Wattpad stories late at night, this one's for you.

A story in which all things go to sh*t...and get even worse (but also kinda better). Desiree looks like she's got life on lock. Top student at her International School? Check. Immaculate reputation? Check. Wealthy family she never publicly mentions? Double check. Love life? please...as If she had the time. But behind that glossy exterior, her parents can't stand each other, and her "after-school activities" are the sort you absolutely cannot list on a résumé. When things go left, Desiree's picture-perfect life turns into a chaotic mess. And to be honest? She's started to think it's better that way. Sometimes you have to let everything fall apart to find out what pieces are worth picking back up.

Juliet Marston is an average student at Fairview Secondary School and she's entirely fine with being an average student. Her mother, on the other hand, is not content about it. Juliet's mother hires a tutor, which Juliet is somewhat okay with. Until she finds out it's Ethan. Ethan Russell is mr perfect, school president and was once Juliet's friend. However, high school severed their friendship. Although, there is no bad blood between them; they had simply drifted apart. But will this tutoring situation rekindle their lost friendship?

For the girls who wish to open a shop , that has a florist, cafe , restaurant, bookstore, and a bar in the evenings . This book is for you. Hope you enjoy it since this my maiden attempt at a romance book. Monica Silva ,An assistant editor working for a high profile publication decides to persue her dreams with her friends from high-school. She's the definition of a typical Goan girl raised abroad, a mix of curvy with athletic build, brown hair brown eyes , tan skin and 5'6, closed off and is always ready for a smart reply. Luciano Lombardi a business man and a relative of Monica's classmate is a man of mystery who doesn't get involved with people much, but he's your typical billionaire who doesn't show it, with black curly hair, green eyes, olive skin and we'll build muscular body, towering at the height of 6'5 . They're heading towards an exciting future when Monica and her friends Lola alongside valentina open a shop and Luciano is their business partner and his brother Leone is the one handling the deal, but the history between Leone and Lola catches upto them, Leaving Luciano and Monica to deal with everything in the end. Will the bookdragon and the secret master sommelier have chemistry brewing like one of the novels? Or will something else unfold between the two?

Not every story is loud. Some are quiet, messy, sarcastic, and oddly familiar. This is a diary of memories-ordinary moments, awkward encounters, laughter, heartbreak, and even crochet patterns hidden like secrets between the pages. Memories. Echoes. Sarcasm. Yarn. Welcome to the unknown.

At Station 118, Aurora Russo and Evan Buckley have been inseparable for years - partners in chaos, confidants in quiet moments, and the kind of best friends who speak fluent sarcasm and shared glances. From the outside, it's all jokes and banter. But inside, something deeper has been growing. Aurora, who once only has her father Francesco Russo to call family, never imagined she'd find a second home in a firehouse. But with Bobby, Hen, Chimney, Eddie - and Buck - she finally understands what it means to belong. To be seen. To be understood. And Love? That's not a word she trusts. Not after watching her mother walk out at sixteen. Not after years of building walls to protect herself and her dad. But Buck? He's relentless in the softest way. He shows up. He listens. He stays. And no matter how hard Aurora tries to convince herself it's nothing, her heart keeps proving her wrong. He's not just trying to win her over. He's trying to show her that maybe - just maybe - love isn't a fairytale. It's real. And it's standing right in front of her.

He - a boy trapped in a golden cage of wealth and expectations. Sarcastic, cold, perfect like marble, yet with a spark sharp enough to cut as much as it attracts. Every day he moves through a carefully arranged routine, guarding the illusion of an ideal life while a quiet war rages inside him. She - full of life, clumsy, smiling, and sometimes unbearably talkative; the caretaker of his little sister. Cornelia's arrival in his world is like a hurricane - stirring calm waters, wrecking schedules, and forcing him to look beyond the walls of sarcasm and distance. When their paths cross, every glance becomes a challenge, every gesture a battle for power and emotions neither of them wants to admit to. She isn't afraid to stumble, get messy, or say what he would never dare to voice. He watches with irony - and fascination - trying to keep control over the chaos that has suddenly appeared inside his golden cage. Between them, there are no simple rules and no room for half-measures. Only a game they both enter without a map - and the question of who will break first... and who will discover that a golden cage can be more of a prison than a sanctuary.

"Some women are poetry, Others are the cuts they leave behind." ______________ Tara's voice cut through the room like a blade. "I shouldn't have dated a fucking child. You're immature! Do you even realize-?" "I'm not a child," Ishaani snapped back, chest rising, pulse hammering. Tara's eyes narrowed, voice low and trembling with restrained fury. "The way you behave... it shows differently. I never should've been with you-" "I didn't beg you to, bitch," Ishaani shot, defiance in every syllable. Tara whirled, sharp as a whip. "Bitch?" Almost instantaneously spotting her fuck-up, Ishaani let out a breathless, involuntary "Oh-oh." Before she could recover, Tara's hand shoved her firmly against the door, making her spine echo the point. Her Hazel eyes glared like velvet knives. "A Bitch?....Definitely then...." She trailed off, as she let her hands wander along Ishaani's watch, "Fine, I'm the bitch. And you'd be lucky if you even get to sleep on the floor outside this bitch's room tonight." She spat venomously. ______________ What began as a harmless crush on her sister's best friend during a sultry, Delhi summer has ignited into a storm of worship and reverence, Ishaani can no longer pretend to oversee. Not when she forgets how to inhale, if Tara's cruel words and meticulously harsh demeanor isn't the one flipping her down. She met divinity in the eyes of the woman who destroyed her; Every glance, every brush of skin, every teasing word pulls her closer- and Tara Kapoor- political strategist, human right activist and an art curator-may be just as dangerously tempted. What happens when this tapestry of reverence hurls Ishaani into a whirlpool of extreme political vengeance and secrets the whole of Delhi NCR shan't whisper? ______________

My palm cracked against his cheek before I even realised I'd raised it. He froze, then smiled-slow, cruel, like he saw something ugly inside me I tried so hard to hide. And then his hand shot up, fingers sliding into my hair.... enough to make me meet his eyes. Enough to remind me how easily he could close the distance between anger and something darker. "You think this makes you brave?" "No," I said. "It makes me done being scared." "Do that again," his breath touch my cheek, "and I'll make sure you never forget how I'll ruin you." I laughed breathlessly. "You already did. You've been ruining me since the day I stepped into this place." He smirked. "If that's what you call ruined, Sunshine, you haven't seen anything yet." "Obsessed. Psychotic. You can't stand not being in control, can you?" He leaned in, voice cutting. "Control? No. I just hate losing. And I hate you more than anyone I've ever met." "Leave me alone... demon," I managed, "stay out of my life." hating the tremor in my tone. He stared at me. "Demons never let go of their prey." his thumb brushes on my lower lip. "Until you do what I say." He stepped back and took off his jacket and held the jacket out between us. "You want me to leave you alone?" He said slowly like a challenge disguised as mercy. I crossed my arms. "What are you doing?" "Making it official." "Official?" He stepped closer, so close I could feel the faint heat still clinging to the leather. "You'll wear this," his grey eyes locked on mine. "You'll wear my jacket. Every time you feel it, every time someone looks at you, you'll remember who made you take it. You'll remember me and I'll stay away." For a heartbeat, I stared at him, hated him for how much I understood his madness. How he twists me, questioning my own sanity, using every crack in me as a weapon. Would Elara choose peace over him? Tale of vengeance, obsession and defiance. Dark academia aesthetic. Morally heroes, slow-burning romance. Enemies-to-lovers.

This takes place during the first season of Pokémon; Pokémon Indigo League. Ever forget something important and do everything you can to remember what that thing is? Well, so has Sallec. But in his case, he seems to have forgotten everything! With the aid of Ash and friends (especially a certain someone), he seeks out the lost memories of his past whilst making new ones. Starting off as a comic relief character, Sallec's character becomes a full blown side story, with his very own chapters dedicated to telling his story rather than Ash's journey.

A story of teen romance, messy friendships, heartbreaks and love that changes everything...... They said lies don't matter if no one gets hurt. But when the truth came out, it destroyed everything. One lie. One betrayal. And suddenly, Zoey's trust is shattered. Spencer's world is turned upside down. Both broken by the same person who wore the mask of a friend. Now, Zoey and Spencer are left with nothing but the wreckage- and each other. But healing isn't simple. It's messy. It's secrets, confessions, late-night laughter, and the kind of chaos that comes when two broken hearts collide. Friendships don't fade-they just burn brighter when the fakes are gone. And maybe, just maybe... love can grow from the ruins of betrayal. this is my first story so kindly ignore my grammatical errors and please do tell me in comments about my mistakes so i can correct it......

Finding You Series - Book 2 "Oh, so you're Scott's girl," he says with dark humor. Hunter doesn't respond, but his grip on my hand tightens as the boy lets out a short laugh. "Well, this just got a hell of a lot more fun," he continues, looking at Hunter, who's anger is now hanging by just a thread. He looks me up and down one more time, before walking away, leaving me feeling violated and incredibly confused. Who the hell was that? And how does he know Hunter?" *** It's senior year, and Hunter and Mia are back to school, back together, and stronger now than ever before. But staying that way becomes increasingly difficult when they both have to make important decisions about their future which threatens to put a strain on their relationship. On top of all that, Hunter's former high school merges with Northwest Academy, causing old mistakes and old enemies to resurface, and it soon becomes apparent that Mia might not know as much about him as she thinks. What happens when Hunter's past comes back to haunt him? And by association, Mia? Can the boy who once saved her from her world, protect her from his? Even he's not sure, but he's sure as hell going to try.

Love, loyalty, and deceit are tangled in this gripping saga. Jalilah Mai, daughter of a high-ranking military official and a socialite captures the heart of Khalid Ladan, the scion of a renowned politician. With their families ready to exploit their love to mask their sinister agendas, the couple navigated the shady netherworld of power and greed. They might break free and create their destiny or allow their love to become the ultimate sacrifice. But each comes with a grave sacrifice. Ps: Not your regular kind of Love tale....😉

Catastrophic, chaotic, and absurdly unpredictable. That's the best description of Kira's life. Oh, and a huge mountain of bad luck! Between the encounter with a mysterious man who meets her, asks her a strange question, and then disappears like a ghost, leaving a curse of bad luck on her life, followed by her mom losing control, her ''dad'' thinking that he can build a spaceship in the garage out of nowhere, an old friend that reappears with a desperate message hiding a secret and a little sister that requires her protection from their ''father'', Kira is just trying not to lose her mind, while figuring out how the hell her life became such a bad joke. As Kira used to say, sometimes life can be really messed up! This is a story of survival, sarcasm, and an attempt to stay sane in a world that clearly wasn't. The story follows Kira, a 16-year-old girl who used to live with her single mother, Caroline, and her 10-year-old sister, Kimi. Kira's life will suddenly change completely, and she will start a crazy journey to get her normal, boring life back. Will Kira ever find out the truth and regain control of her life, or will she get stuck forever, in this chaotic chain of bad luck? Let's find out! *********************** 💫This is a psychological mystery (light thriller) story, with drama, told with dark humor and sarcasm, and has a supernatural twist.💫 *********************** Expect at least one NEW Chapter per week 🥰 *********************** Just want to thank you for being here and tell you that this is my very first book. I literally just started writing not too long ago, and I have no freaking idea about what I'm doing. English is not even my first language (although I use it at work). So, yeah. I think we have here a very original recipe for DISASTER, don't you agree? May God Help Us 🙌🏾😶🌫️