Complicated Stories

Complicated. That's the only word powerful enough to describe the legendary Rathore Royal Family of Marwar-where crowns are heavy, hearts are heavier, and love is the most dangerous battlefield of all. Three brothers. Three marriages. And a web of emotions that threatens to destroy the very empire they rule. Abhimaan Pratap Singh Rathore-the ruthless king, the cold-hearted CEO, the man who rules an empire but guards his heart behind unbreakable walls. Two years into marriage, he remains untouched by love, leaving his queen Aadiya of Mewar-the proud eldest daughter-in-law-fighting a lonely battle for a place in her husband's frozen heart. Abhimanyu Pratap Singh Rathore-the loyal second son, bound by duty and gratitude to his elder brother. Married to Naina, a woman who once believed her destiny was tied to the wrong brother. Trapped between marriage vows and forbidden feelings, Naina's heart harbors a love she was never meant to have. And then there is Rudraveer Pratap Singh Rathore-the youngest prince, reckless, protected, and unapologetically rebellious. When duty demanded a royal bride, he chose love instead-marrying Samaira, a servant's daughter, shaking the very foundation of Rathore royalty and igniting whispers, rebellion, and scandal across kingdoms. In a world where power outweighs emotions, where love is forbidden, and loyalty is tested at every turn- how long before hearts rebel against crowns? Welcome to the Rathores- where every relationship is a war, every marriage hides a secret, and love may just be the downfall of royalty itself.

Livingston Maeve Rhodes-better known as Livy-spent years believing her life would be short. Cancer rewired her. Made her louder, sharper, and far less patient with bullshit. The day her scans finally come back clean, the world doesn't slow down-it explodes. And in the middle of that chaos, Livy meets Dr. Michael "Robby" Robinavitch, a man held together by caffeine, cynicism, and emotional avoidance. What begins as one reckless night turns into something neither of them planned for. Because Livy didn't survive cancer just to play it safe-and Robby doesn't realize yet that the woman who isn't afraid of dying might be the one thing that finally scares him. A story about survival, gallows humor, chosen family, and what happens when you stop bracing for the end.

Book #2 in the "Bloodlines & Ashes" series (Can be read as a stand-alone) HER A mystery. So very complicated. An enigma. A puzzle with so many missing pieces. Add one of the above ingredients into my plate and call me intrigued. Enter him. He is all of them and more...much more. He claims to be a monster. He doesn't believe in redemption. He is too vague and too dark for me to read. But it's my job now. To help him, figure him out, to find all of his missing pieces, arrange them together and finally obtain the final picture. It's my job, to find his deepest darkest secret. It's my job, to unravel the beast he claims to be and finally see the man behind. HIM Lost. I've been lost for way too many years. I thought it was over. I wanted it to be over. I had nothing to live for anymore. I've killed, I've destroyed and obliterated. It was enough. My role in the story should've ended there. I was too big of a monster to be tamed. Too dangerous to be kept alive. Enter her. Too loud. Too obnoxious. Too naive. Innocent, so very innocent. So intent on aiding me, redeeming me. She is unaware, she is opening a door that was shut down with a broken lock. I am scared. Terrified even. She is too white against my inner darkness. Too pure to be tangled with the devil living within me. We don't mix. We should never mix. Instead of pulling me out of that room, she might just get herself stuck inside as well. She wants to unravel the beast and meet the man behind, but I am scared that if she succeeded, she'll find nothing behind.

I walked down the stairs. He smiled wider than I'd ever seen him do. He stared at me for a second before asking, "Ready?" I kissed him. "I've been since I was born." I replied. I promised I would eventually post Mattheo Riddle x Y/n Black story so here it is! I'm super stoked for ya'll to read it so leave a comment if you want me to post more of it! New updates at least every other week. Welcome to my suckish copy-ish love triangle. Come escape reality with me and my characters in all my stories. DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN OR CLAIM ANY CHARACTERS OR REFERNCES TO HARRY POTTER. ALL CREDITS TO THE AMAZING AUTHOR. THANK UUU

Harvie was living her normal life with her band tees, converse, and carefree attitude. That is until her parents sat her down and told her that she ... ... ... was sold to one direction started: 8.1.2026 finished:

Taesan and I were 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 supposed to date. He and I are completely off limits to each other, he's my brothers best friend... but he was also my best friend. It wasn't until Taesan's ex girlfriend transferred to our school, things started to get complicated. - - #friendstolovers #brothersbestfriend #fakedating #offlimits #slowburn

Jiya's pov We were friends but I don't know when I fell in love with you. Yes, Jimin I love you I am sorry to tell you like this and realizing it really late. Don't go don't leave me come back. I know I made mistake but don't leave me like this come back. I spoke through microphone. After that I waited and waited and waited for 3-4 hours. Dad - He must've landed by now he is not coming baby let's go home. He dragged me home. I became numb. After 1 year, I still hadn't forgotten him. Just living my life helping dad in business thinking will he come back. If yes, when. Note - This is just a story from my imagination; don't take it seriously. Vote if you like it!! And there might be some mistakes too ignore them sorry for that in advance. There must be spelling or grammatical mistakes too. Sorry for that.

Charlie and Bryce were young, deeply in love, and completely certain that their relationship would last forever. Back in high school, Charlie never cared about the difference between them. She came from a simple middle-class family, while Bryce was the only son of a wealthy and influential family. Despite living in two completely different worlds, they found something in each other that made those differences seem insignificant. For Charlie, Bryce was simply the boy she loved. For Bryce, Charlie was the person who made him feel like he could be himself. But after graduation, everything changed. Bryce was sent to the United Kingdom to continue his studies, while Charlie stayed in the Philippines to pursue her own dreams. What they thought would only be a temporary separation slowly became something neither of them knew how to handle. Distance created misunderstandings. Silence replaced conversations. And eventually, Bryce disappeared from Charlie's life. Years passed. Charlie tried to move forward, but a part of her never truly forgot the boy she once loved. She had spent years convincing herself that Bryce had chosen his new life over her-that leaving her had been easy for him. At twenty-six, Charlie has built a life of her own. She has learned how to stand on her own feet, how to hide the pain of her past, and how to live without expecting Bryce to come back. Until he does. After years abroad, Bryce returns to the Philippines with one purpose: to find Charlie. When they finally see each other again, the memories Charlie had buried come rushing back. Bryce knows he has no right to expect her forgiveness. But he also knows one thing. He never stopped looking for her. Now, two people who once promised each other forever are standing on opposite sides of the past. Charlie wants answers. Bryce wants a second chance. And between them lies the question neither of them has been brave enough to ask: Can a love that ended years ago find its way back home?

Three years ago, Caleb McKay changed Rose's life without ever realizing it. Now they're at the same university. But Rose isn't the awkward girl he remembers, Caleb isn't nearly as carefree as he pretends to be, and the friendship between Caleb and his best friend Blake is about to become far more complicated than either of them expects. Caleb has spent most of his life chasing the next distraction, basketball, alcohol, parties, girls, anything loud enough to drown out the suspicion that he will never quite be enough. Rose has spent years trying to become someone worth choosing. And Blake has spent his entire life doing everything right, only to realize that the perfect future waiting for him may be the last thing he actually wants. Between first loves and old wounds, jealousy and loyalty, family expectations and friendships pushed to their breaking point, the three of them will have to figure out who they are when the people around them stop telling them who they should be. Some people come into your life to love you. Some come to break your heart. And some do both.

Nang muli bang tawagin ang pangalan mo, babalik ang lahat ng alaala-o may maiiwan na naman sa kawalan? Gailen Rapaz has spent most of his life surviving. Surviving an abusive home. Surviving loneliness. Surviving the feeling of being unwanted. The only constant in his life is Elias Guerrero-the boy who stayed when everyone else left. But when a tragic accident shatters what remains of Gailen's world, the weight of grief awakens wounds he spent years burying. As memories begin to fracture and pieces of his past slip away, Gailen finds himself becoming a stranger not only to the people he loves, but also to himself. Habang pilit na inaalala ni Gailen kung sino siya, hindi siya iniwan ni Elias sa pagharap sa kadilimang unti-unting bumabalot sa kaniya. Between unfinished stories, childhood promises, old photographs, and the echoes of a shared past, the two must confront memories that were never meant to be forgotten. Because being a stranger is not always about not knowing someone. Sometimes, a stranger is the person you know by heart yet can no longer recognize. Sometimes, a stranger is yourself. And sometimes, the people who save us are not the people destined to stay. Sa isang kuwento tungkol sa kalungkutan, alaala, pananampalataya, paghilom, at tahimik na bigat ng paglaki, kailangang tuklasin ni Gailen kung sapat ba ang pag-alala para manatili ang mga taong mahal niya-o kung ang ilang landas ay talagang nakatakdang maghiwalay kahit gaano pa ito katagal na nag-ugnay. After all, when the stranger calls your name, will you remember where your heart belongs? ✝ Tropes: Writer x Musician Ordinary student x Sacristan Club president x Student Council President Childhood best friends Emotional & slowburn Slow-paced Complicated Boys' Love Yearning Religious

Pieces of me,in between the lines,inside the pages. It's a quiet journey. Can we understand the shrivers of those lines?? There's a quiet ache. An ache that only souls can feel. So,let's go for a walk. And let's see if we can pass through the frame and get to know the shivering piece of the world waiting ahead.

When two different worlds collide, it will either explode or create a whole new one. He flies. He leads. He's the captain. She draws. She builds. She's the architect. Two different professions, two different people, but only have one destination.

In the shadows of Bangtan, names are ghosts and emotions are liabilities. We lived by the code, protected by a secret room that held more than just files-it held our survival. ​But secrets have a way of bleeding out. When the masks start to slip and the heart starts to rebel, the code becomes a cage. I knew the risks of whispering a name in the dark. I knew the price of a forbidden touch. ​I knew I shouldn't. But some rules were made to be shattered.

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We think we know everyone around us. But in fact... we are all just the cast of our own lives. We laugh, have fun, study, and play together. We create memories, share secrets, and become part of each other's everyday lives. But once we leave the campus... We take off our masks. We go home to the versions of ourselves nobody else gets to see. And the better you become at playing your role, the harder it becomes to recognize who you really are beneath it. Years pass... And before we even realize it, we're growing older, changing, falling apart, falling in love, losing people, finding ourselves... Almost losing the years we once thought would last forever. This is the story of the moments nobody saw.

ᯓ꩜.ᐣ.ᐟ ~ To which Yumina starts fresh in her seemingly new and perfect school, which shatters after her relationship with Eiser. Unaware of his influence, she gets tangled deeper into political, physical, and mental problems that started emerging from the shell she may not have known existed, as her mind repeatedly tortures her for every single bit of her involvement. The question is, will she be able to break free from them with help? ~ art made by me (Ik this is boring but i'll still add more later trust)

⚠️ This story contains spoilers for the end of Dr. Stone. Senku turns thirty-three on January 4, 5763. With his scientific team and Why-man, the time machine is almost complete. Soon, they will be able to return to their modern world. After his brief marriage to Kohaku, Senku is convinced of one thing. Science is the only thing he will devote his life to. Love is irrational. Useless. Illogical. That is what he believes... until he sees Tsukasa again after his long journey. Since then, something is off. Why does his body react like this when he is near the strongest primate? Senku Ishigami cannot possibly have a lovestruck brain. ...Right?

║ 𝕎𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝕋𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕘𝕤 𝕎𝕖 ℂ𝕒𝕟'𝕥 ℍ𝕒𝕧𝕖 ║ "Fuck you," I cried out, retracting my hand to inspect my injured finger. The small, throbbing pain was a reminder of our confrontation. "See? You can't help but play the damsel in distress." His large hands enveloped mine, inspecting my injured finger with surprising gentleness. Victor's touch ignited both irritation and an inexplicable warmth within me as he rubbed the sore spot with a tenderness that caught me off guard. "You just can't help it." He pressed a soft kiss to my palm, leaving me momentarily stunned as he released my hand. "Sit down and take a few deep breaths." __________________________________ See introduction for more.

Heyyyy So this is the first book of the serie, this is about Evelyn her years on Hogwarts. It's an journal so I hoped that you, as my reader, would see the development in her writing during her schoolyears. So, if you can't stand the first 15 chapters because she is causing drama like a child, I warned you on time :) Please tell me if you like it and mostly if I should continue! PS: It's J.K. Rowlings story and I own nothing! Just a fanfic ;) REMINDER: I'm not saying you shouldn't read it if your under 18 (don't tell I said that), but it's an mature story (mostly near the end). :) Have fun reading! xxx THANK YOU FOR 1K!!! Love you allllll! 💋❤️ Started: idk, somewhere in 2024 Started posting: 20.05.2025 Finished: 25.07.2026

Hearing the announcement, Vale slowly opened her eyes. The co-pilot's voice echoed through the cabin: "Announcement - this is your co-pilot, Bernadette Nompassarnin. We may experience turbulence due to weather conditions at our destination. Everyone must stay calm and remain seated. If you need assistance, our cabin crew will be pleased to help you. Thank you." "You recognize that voice, don't you?" Aya asked her sister, who was sitting beside her. "Yeah! It's definitely Bren - your best friend's roommate back in university." Vale replied, unable to hide the smile on her lips. "I can't believe it's really her - what a coincidence!" Aya exclaimed in surprise. Vale nodded proudly. Aya suddenly paused, a knowing look crossing her face. "I remember you had a huge crush on her back then!" she teased. The plane was experiencing heavy turbulence when the captain noticed his co-pilot looked tense beside him. "You scared?" he asked, his voice laced with concern. Bren nodded shyly. "This is my first time encountering a storm." she admitted. GINNY Natnicha Pratipnatsiri -¹st pilot Bernadette Nompassarnin, nicknamed "BREN" Born to an Australian mother and a Thai-Chinese father, Bren stands at a petite 5'1" with a fair, delicate frame. Her most striking features are her eyes: beautifully slanted, shaped like almonds or soft crescents, dark and deep as polished glass beads, sparkling with a clear, crystalline shine. She often wears a sweet, shy smile that lends her a gentle, endearing charm. JAY Angelina Stevens -architect Valentine Ashwaldt, nicknamed "VALE" With a heritage blending half-Filipino, British, and Italian-American roots through her mother, Vale cuts an elegant figure at 5'7" tall. She has incredibly soft, porcelain-white skin that glows, paired with large, warm brown eyes as round and lovely as boba pearls. Her face holds a forever-youthful, babyish softness, and she lights up every room with her bubbly energy and wide, bright gummy smile.