Crying Stories

Jungkook fell to his knees, voice cracking, "Please don't leave me, Jimin. I beg you... I can't live without you." But Jimin's eyes were cold, distant. "We have a son, Jimin! What about him?" Jungkook pleaded desperately. Jimin's lips curled bitterly. "I don't care about him. I was a fool to fall in love with you... even more foolish to have your child." His words sliced deeper than any wound, leaving Jungkook shattered on the floor. Goodbye Jeon Jungkook.

radioapple storyyy ;3 two povs w swearing, maybe some smut HHEHEH no judgements this is book TWO of a series read my first radioapple fic, 'knight in shining blood' first! tw- profanity, MAYBEEE smut, rape?? other tws i will mention if they come up ill try to post regularly, usually one chpt a day! unless theres some occasion for me and i cant :( tysm for reading thisss!! <3 cover art is mine- https://pin.it/6a6imlvW1 ifb on pinterest!

in this story, Esta got left behind by his friends and got POSSESSED and TAKEN by Herobrine, The Goofy Gang have to help him before it's too late...

The Survival Games were created after a rebellion nearly destroyed the nation. Now they serve as a warning. Every year, one hundred children are chosen to fight in an arena where only one can survive. When a young girl from District 11 is selected during the Reaping, she is forced to leave behind the life she knows and enter the most dangerous game in the world. In the arena, every decision matters. Trust can save you -or destroy you. And the line between survival and sacrifice is thinner than anyone expects. Because once the Games begin, there is no escape. Only the fight to become the last tribute standing.

everything falls apart by the news of your husband's death while you left a walking dead ... .but things shattered more when you had to marry your younger brother in law just to save yourself from your cruel past ... ... your blank eyes widened seeing your father entering inside your house with a cheap smirk knowing he have fully access of your life now ,your body felt numb when he tried to take you back with him but the whole kim mansion fell silent hearing your father in law's words. " where are you taking my Taehyung's future wife ?" Taehyung's eyes widened hearing his father while he tried to recall what he just heard no it can't happen, YN is his brother's wife whom he admire and respect, how can he marry her

Harry was a lonely eight-year-old boy. When summer came around, the Dursleys left him with Mrs. Figg while they went on a trip. Harry expected a week of utter boredom, but then, he met a blond boy who would change everything.

•A college student struggled with endless suicidal thoughts, finding solace in the night sky and making a wish as 11:11 hit. He hoped for happiness until the next day brought a change.•

These scars that i have.. given to me or taken by me... they are sinking in.. or.. are they fading away.. Has he figured me out?.. or.. am i getting tangled with him?.. Will he save me?.. or.. become another reason i was left no more?.. Has his eyes understood me?.. or.. they can't , yet?.. This is my story.. which is still going on.. but i would rather write about it... make this chapter of my life into a book that will have an ending.. a perfect ending...

He "married a stranger" to save his family. The stranger never promised to be kind . Teer Rattanasiri is power , control , and silence behind closed doors. Rak Pimchanok Manee is the contract he never wanted to sign. No love, No touch, No escape. or so they agreed. But the safest place in Rak's new life isn't with his husband. "it's at a small café" . And the one man who can protect him is the one man who swore loyalty to Teer. "One signed the contract to survive . The other signed it to own" A contract . A cage . A choice. Content warning ⚠️: Emotional abuse, power imbalance, sad ending. Slow burn.

normal stories are imagination and fairy tales are fake but... danger is delusion 💀 what if blooded hand start trembling for innocent soul, what if devil start rescue for her angel. when love acts then everything disappear even god cry and earth shake than why not humans.... ? what happened when mafia fall in love. what if rude man become lovesick... is it possible? hmm 🤔 for more information read the book 😁

"You're thinking too much again, Asahi." Shisui's voice echoed in her memory, warm and teasing the way it always had been beneath the training field sky. "I'm the eldest," she had answered quietly back then. "If something happens to you, to Itachi... to Sasuke... I'm supposed to protect you all." Shisui had laughed softly. "Then stop trying to carry the whole world by yourself." But the world had burned anyway. Years later, the war between shadows and light begins to rise once more, and the woman known across the battlefield as the White Demon of the Leaf walks forward with blade in hand and ghosts at her back. A shinobi forged in loss. A strategist who fights from the shadows. A protector who refuses to abandon the fragile world her loved ones died to defend. And somewhere in the chaos of war, between old promises and new battles, one question lingers in her heart: Can someone who has lived in darkness still choose the dawn?

"...මට සමාවෙන්න රත්තරන් !! මං පරක්කු උනා ..."

Aurora Vargas, aka Abby's golden girl. She was born to be famous. Born to dance, her flawless technique makes her stand out. She's unstoppable, and has been for a little time now. She's a trippel threat. Dancing, singing and acting. She had them all and nobody was save from her. Follow her story to see how she became from undefeated to unforgettable. *** Beyond the spotlight: a legends story, book one {seasons 1-6} Beyond the spotlights shadow: rising from under, book two {seasons 6-8} Rankings #1 dance (07/04/26) #1 dancemomsfanfiction (10/04/26) #1 dance moms (10/04/26) #1 maddieziegler (10/04/26)

WARMINGS: MANY THINGS ARE ANXIETY AND PROBABLY OTHER STUFF🌆

දුක්බර අවසානයකට පස්සේ ලැබුණු දෙවෙනි අවස්ථාවක්. ඇයට හැමදේම නැති වුනා. ඔහුට ඇයව නැති වුනා. කඳුලින් පස්සේ එන සැනසීම හොයන ආදර කතාවක්. #AfterTears #Mafia #DarkRomance #HappyEnding

"A bird is meant to spread her wings and fly, not wither away inside of a cage." "And yet... How will the bird fly when her wings are broken?" A story of an amiable elven woman and her dutiful mute son who encounter a surprising challenge once they awaken inside of a forgotten and deserted fortress which is claimed by a hard-hearted frost drake.

The Underworld was defined by five sacred streams. The Styx formed its unbreakable border, a river of pure hatred that even gods feared to swear upon. The dead were ushered across the Acheron, the stream of woe, to begin their new existence. Justice was served by two opposing forces: the scorching, purifying flames of the Phlegethon and the icy, mournful wails of the Cocytus. Finally, all souls seeking peace or rebirth would find the Lethe, whose quiet waters granted the sweet oblivion of forgetfulness.

Sad poems for sad people. TRIGGER WARNING!!! IF YOU ARE TRIGGERED BY ANY STUFF IN THIS BOOK, DO NOT READ!!! I AM IN NO WAY PROMOTING ANY OF THE STUFF IN THIS BOOK!

Aya has always carried her world alone-quietly, obediently, invisibly. Until the heartbreaks stacked too high. Until Raz left her feeling unworthy. Until her family's silence felt louder than screaming. Until the weight of life finally pressed her under. After nine interrupted attempts to disappear, Aya chooses her final one with precision: open water, midnight, three heavy stones in her backpack. No witnesses. No more mistakes. Only peace. But the water refuses her. And so does the last man she ever expected to care. Haze-her distant, perfectionist neighbor who never spared her more than a passing glance-appears out of the darkness and drags her from the water, furious and terrified. Aya begs him to let her go. Haze refuses. What begins as an unwanted rescue becomes a collision of two damaged lives. He carries his own buried past; she carries her unread letters of goodbye. And somewhere between all the hurt and all the breaking, they start to pull each other back to the surface-slowly, painfully, imperfectly. But saving someone isn't the same as loving them. And loving someone isn't the same as staying. Will Haze be the anchor Aya has never had? Or another wave waiting to drown her all over again? A story about the heaviness we hide, the ache of being forgotten, and the terrifying tenderness of being seen. A romance carved out of survival-messy, real, and heartbreakingly human.