Army Stories

با شتێکی تر بکەین ؟ - چی ؟ س*کسی سێ کەسی ! " ئەم چیرۆکە شتـی پێگەیشتـوانە لە خۆی ئەگرێـت ئاگاداربن "

When Ishita Sharma was thirteen years old, she saw Army Officer Kabir Khanna for the first time. Tall, confident, and wearing his uniform with pride. From that day onward, he became her secret childhood crush. Years passed. Kabir never knew the little girl who followed him around family functions and admired him from afar. For him, she was simply his best friend's younger cousin. For her, he was her first love. Now at twenty-four, Ishita's parents bring an arranged marriage proposal. The groom? Major Kabir Khanna. The same man she spent years secretly loving. The same man who doesn't remember half their childhood interactions. Marrying him feels like a dream. But dreams aren't always easy. Because Kabir doesn't love her. Not yet. Can Ishita hide her feelings while building a new life with him? And can Kabir learn that sometimes the greatest love story begins after marriage?

Enemies to Lovers • Academy Romance • Senior x Junior • Slow Burn Two cadets. One Academy She's here to prove herself. He's here to command. But when rules get personal and tempers run wild, will love survive the line of duty?

There is no night in the Everburning City. There can never be. ***** For four hundred years the Everburning City has withstood the advance of the life-strangling fog known as the Gloam. Its walls have held back five invasions, but on the eve of the sixth, the city's inhabitants know things have changed. Golems are coming out of the mist, and the bodies of the dead are rising at the Gloam's bidding. The city's last and most desperate line of defence comes in the form of the Crafters, individuals who can channel the power of fire, though they risk their sanity each time they do. The brightest of these valiant heroes are Tabitha a'Loria and her apprentice Gerald Reath. Risking their lives, they mount their airships, determined to save the last bastion of humanity - the Everburning City. [[word count: 100,000-150,000 words]]

A girl who is new to the school had no idea what was going on the football team captain need a girl at his school to treat like a newborn baby because every football team captain does it so what happens when he meet her

Freen stood at the door of their penthouse, her duffle bag slung over her shoulder, her breath unsteady. Two years. Exactly two years today-and she was home, earlier than she had promised. Her hand hovered, sweaty and trembling, ready to knock. She hadn't told her. "Freen?" She blinked. That familiar voice. She turned and there she was. Her wife. "Hey.." "H-how..?" Becky's words faltered, disbelief in her eyes. The bag immediately slipped from her hand as she rushed forward, her arms wrapping around her wife. "You're home," Becky whispered against her shoulder, voice breaking. "You came home." "Yeah," Freen breathed. "I am." "God! I missed you.." Becky murmured as she buried her head on her wife's neck. Bound by vows, torn by war. Hurriedly married, Freen and Becky never had the chance to explore together the life they just jumped off after a couple of days knowing each other. Just days after their vows, Freen had to go back overseas, leaving their marriage suspended in time. More than two years apart.. But Freen chose her wife this time over something that she had learned to live with.. But as they're going to begin to navigate the fragile complexities of marriage for the first time, duty still pulls them back into chaos. Will love be enough to survive what comes next? -- FreenBecky AU Marriage, War, Survival and Love Warning: I advise do not continue reading if you're not comfortable with a g!p story. (Becky G!P) Original story Please do not copy

The Federal Republic of Flashia had been living their day like the other day, when suddenly they found themselves under an alien skies. Reborn from the ashes of a bloody series of wars, this Federal Republic would have to face the new challenges that came with the abrupt transfer as they would try to adapt to their new, current situation. "It sounds like it comes from a conspiracy, I know, but trust me, it is all real, nothing is made up here" - President Simon Thomasen ... While this is indeed similar to Nihonkoku Shoukan, I decided to do some originality and put my own fictional countries (including Flashia) in there because why the fk not? -CONTENT WARNING- May contain disturbing content, most prominently violence along with myriad of things. If you are not comfortable with the following content, I suggest you click off this work of mine for your own good

چـی دەربارەی کچێـکی لادێـی کە ڕۆڵی برا و بـاوک بـۆ خوشکەکانی ئـەبینێت، وە دەبێـتە بکوژ و ئەنێـردرێـت بۆ زیندانێـک لەوێ چەندان نهـێنـی ئاشکـرا دەبـن !!!!

Jennie just wanted to survive her first week of university. But between spilled drinks, an unexpected encounter outside a party, and a boy whose expression was far too cold for someone his age, something went completely out of control. He looked bored with the world. Sarcastic. Hard to read. And yet, impossible to ignore. The next morning, an accident turns the casual meeting into an official problem: spilled coffee, a ruined expensive coat, and a seven-day deadline delivered with a dangerously provoking smile. Now every hallway becomes a battlefield. Every exchange of words feels like a challenge. Every glance carries something neither of them wants to admit. Between sharp sarcasm, uncomfortable closeness, and a tension that only keeps growing, Jennie begins to realize that maybe the real problem isn't the coat. But the way he looks at her. As if he already knows this is far from over. And maybe... that little "fight" is only just beginning. (STORY MADE BY A FAN. PLEASE, NO HATE. THIS STORY IS JUST A FANFIC - IT IS NOT MEANT TO FORCE ANY SHIP IN THE ARTISTS' REAL LIVES.) AI PHOTO VIA PINTEREST.

This story takes place in a fantasy world where demons, humans, and faunus (humans with animal qualities) fight for survival. A world where the rifle is shunned in favour for the sword and sheild. The Visean kingdom has recently defeated the Demon Queendom in a war and has secured a large amount of territory and also allowing other kingdoms to form such as the Empire of Japan with its famous samurai and the Spartan Kingdom with its legendary Spartan warriors. The king of the Visea kingdom was not a nice man. He had 4 sons. 3 were skilled warriors. However, the eldest, William, was looked down upon. While he was proficient as a sword, he served as a strategist for the Kingdom's armies. While the people loved him most of his family despised him. Therefore his father disowned him and exiled him to a distant village. Separated from the Kingdom as a separate country William saw this as an opportunity to build this village into a great empire. And on his journey he will bring concepts and ideas from his own world together. He will meet many people on this journey of revenge. And who knows maybe he will find love along the way? Disclaimer: my story is an alternate reality to the world we live in today, I may use peices of history in this story but I use history to fit my story not the other way around. So i may miss out weapon designs, blueprints or historical characters, etc. I may refer to this disclaimer in reply to your comments Awards: 19/10/2024 - #1 in japenese 23/10/2024 - #1 in deutsch 23/10/2024 - #1 in deutschland 23/10/2024 - #1 in luftwaffe 11/02/2025 - #1 in german 01/06/2026 - #12 in original 29/11/2024 - #1 in prussia 08/01/2025 - #32 in country 04/03/2025 - #1 in political 08/06/2025 - #8 in germany 27/11/2025 - #6 in summoningjapan

پـیـاواێـک یـان بـڵـێـیـن شـەیـتـانـێـک دڕنـدەیـەکـی وای لـێـدەرچـوو تـا رادەی لـەدەسـتدانـی هـەسـتـەکـانـی تـەنـهـا مـنـداڵـێـک بـوو کـاتـێـک جـێـهـێـڵـدرا لـەنـێـو شـەقـامـێـکـی تـاریـک لـەنـێـو بـێـنـازی و ئـاگـردا شـکـا ئـەمـەش دڕنـدەیـەکـی لـە نـاخـی درووسـت کـرد ئـەم مـنـداڵـەی مـافـی ئـەوەی نـەبـوو هــەسـت بـە خـۆشـەویـسـتـی خـێـزانـەکـەی بـکـات هـەر لـەم شـەوەی فـڕێـدرایـە نـێـو شـەقـامـە تـاریـک و تـرسـنـاکـەکـە چـاوی بـە جـووتـێک چـاوانـی شـیـنـی بـێـتـاوان کـەوت کـە ڕایـکـێـشـایە نـێو تـاریـکـیـەکـەیـەوە سـاڵـان ڕۆشـت و هـات تـوانـی جـارێـکـی تـر دیـداری چـاوە شـیـنـەکـان بـبـێـتـەوە کـە چـارەنـووس یـاریـێـکـی دڕنـدانـەی لـەگـەڵ دەکـات. ژانـەر - دارک ڕۆمانسی ، کـۆمـیـدی ، تـاوانـکـاری ، ئـاڵـۆز ، خەمناک ، بکوژی زنجیرەیی. هـەموو مـافـێـکـی چـیـڕۆکـەکـە بـۆ خـۆم دەگـەڕێـتـەوە تـەنـانـەت بـردنـی یـەک وشـەش قـەدەغـەیـە❌. دەسـتـپـێـک - 11/11/2025 کـۆتـایـی نـەهـاتـووە

{توڕەمەبە لێم شام شەکرێ من دڵم کێڵی شەمە باڵای شەم بەقەد شمشاڵی ئاوازم عەشقم دەلولێنێت } :بەڵام باپیرە شەمم خۆش دەوێت وەک چۆن تۆش {کچی دووژمنەکەت کرد بە حەڵاڵت} {بڵێ بەقوربانی چاوە هەنگوینەکانت بم شەمە} {شەمە باڵات چەندە؟} یەکەم چیرۆکی کوردیم لە دوای چیرۆکی livia piccolo 🤍

Excerpt I got a peace offering. And Ice cream. The message popped up again. His Bhaiyu was making it hard to ignore. Darwaza khol, yaar. Mogambo uth jayenge. Ansh glared at the French windows. Even desperate his Bhaiyu would not quit the name calling. Shall I leave? Ansh did not respond. Okay! Leaving the ice-cream outside. Take it before it melts. Ansh did not respond, but his heart skipped a beat. He wanted to meet his Bhaiyu. He was even a little desperate, but he did not wish to give in so soon. So, he counted until 100 and then slowly made his way outside. Iris hopped down from the bed and followed behind him. Ansh opened the doors with a big heart only to find a basket filled with dumb yellow smile squishes and a big tub of ice-cream in between. A few CD's were tucked into the basket almost as an afterthought. The game CD's that Ansh wanted. Ansh glared at the basket. "Do minute nahi rukh saktey they kya?" He muttered under his breath. "You made me wait 17 minutes, kidoo" A voice whispered in his ears. Ansh almost screamed but Nirbhay's palm closed around his mouth before any sound could slip. Ansh's heart thudded in his chest. His Bahiyu had almost given him a heart attack. Nirabhay grabbed the basket and slipped inside with Ansh, and shut the door behind him.

ᴛᴡɪɴ ᴀᴜ ᴇɴᴇᴍɪᴇs ᴛᴏ ʟᴏᴠᴇʀs ᴀᴜ ᴛᴡɪɴ ᴄᴏᴜᴘʟᴇs ᴀᴜ sᴏғᴛ ʀᴏᴍᴀɴᴄᴇ (𝘁𝗮𝗲𝗸𝗼𝗼𝗸) ᴅᴀʀᴋ ʀᴏᴍᴀɴᴄᴇ (𝘃𝗴𝗴𝘂𝗸) 𝕋𝕒𝕖𝕂𝕠𝕠𝕜 • 𝕍𝔾𝕘𝕦𝕜 𝚃𝚘𝚙 :: 𝗧𝗮𝗲𝗵𝘆𝘂𝗻𝗴 & 𝗩𝗶𝗻𝗰𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝙱𝚘𝚝𝚝𝚘𝚖 :: 𝗝𝗲𝗼𝗻𝗴𝗴𝘂𝗸 & 𝗝𝘂𝗻𝗴𝗸𝗼𝗼𝗸 ​█║▌│█│║▌║││█║▌║▌║ (this book is totally mine, and this is available in Noveltoon/Mangatoon also. I am using AI to copy paste it here, so my wattpad readers can also read this book here. If you are on Noveltoon/Mangatoon, then you can read this same book there) (Noveltoon/Mangatoon : samwrites) #vgguk 1st (27-03-2026)

It's a pure brotherhood story. Please read it,you won't regret reading it. Give it a try. English is not my first language so please ignore my grammatical mistakes.it is a fictional story and doesn't have any relation to reality.

In a small city with only a few schools, six boys-Jin, Namjoon, Hoseok, Jimin, Taehyung, and Jungkook-have grown up together as neighbors in the same apartment building. They are inseparable: same class, same hallway chaos, same warm friendship. A new, extremely pale and lean boy moves into the building. At first, the six mistake him for a guest, barely noticing his quiet comings and goings. But when the new semester starts, he is introduced as the transfer student Min Yoongi. Yoongi's only goal is to remain invisible-keep his head down, avoid attention, survive. But the six boys, now realizing he's their new neighbor, become instantly curious. They see how pale, thin, and withdrawn he is. Instead of leaving him alone, they decide to reach out. Yoongi's plan to stay unnoticed is about to be ruined by six loud, persistent, and unexpectedly caring boys.

The Art of Us Kim Taehyung and Jeon Jungkook are rivals who can't stand each other. But when they're forced to work together on an important art showcase, their constant arguments slowly turn into something neither of them expected. Sometimes, love begins with a masterpiece. Sometimes, it begins with a fight.

Dedication: For the souls who feel everything too deeply. Who carry pain quietly behind soft smiles. Who overthink every silence, every changed tone, every little distance. Who love with their whole heart even after being hurt by the same hands they would still hold gently. This book is for the people whose sensitivity was called "too much," when in reality, it was only proof of how beautifully human they were. And for every one still searching for peace within their self- I hope one day you realize that feeling deeply is not your weakness. It is the purest form of emotional strength. - By Amna Rasool

She dreamed of wearing the uniform. He lived for discipline and the fight inside the ring. Two different worlds. Two impossible dreams. One ordinary December that quietly changed everything. Between laughter, late-night conversations, unspoken feelings, and the little moments that never ask for attention, they discover that love isn't always loud. Sometimes... December finds you before you find each other. 🤍

مێف ئەو جیهانە بوو کە منی بە تۆ ناساند... کیم تایهۆنگ مێف بوو بەو جیهانەی من بە تۆ بگەم... ئیلیانۆر ژیان لە نێو جیهانی ئینتەرنێت خۆش ترە لە جیهانی، راستی هاوڕێی ئینتەرنێت باشترە لە هاوڕێی قوتابخانە، یاری ئەلکترۆنی خۆش ترە لە یاریەکی منداڵانە.......ژیان تاڵە بەڵام لە نێو جیهانی ئینتەرنێت شیرنە I'm Lillian and she is elora My first story I hope u like it..🫶🏻 Write by *Lillian*