Guilt Stories

Laura spent her whole life obeying others, hiding her pain behind a gentle smile. Forced into marriage, she slowly learns to love her husband Jacob, only to find herself drowning in loneliness as his work always comes first. When Laura is diagnosed with leukaemia, she faces her suffering alone, unable to tell the people she loves the truth. But everything changes when she discovers she is carrying a child. With little time left, Laura makes one final, heartbreaking choice-to save her baby, even if it costs her life. Her Last Gift is a story of sacrifice, motherhood, lost chances, and a love that lives on through the life she leaves behind.

Lilly Morreti is 15 years old who live with her friends. her friends love her more and care her . they all live in same house. lilly she rarely go to her home.but her mom not care about that. one day she go to her home she finds out her mother is dead and police find about her five brothers and decided to send her . but lilly not ready for it. because she hate them because they abonded her 10 years ago. but she doesn't know the reason behind it. she doesn't know their love towards her. she doesn't know how they feel when they live without her. is lilly handle their cold nature? is lilly start to feel their love? read the story to find more. ** this is my first time writting if you find out grammer mistake forgive me ** Tropes: Cute angry Longlastmafiaprincess Clumsy siblings little sister familyproblems #1 Hate

Marriage. A bond made by ties of love, respect, trust and companionship. But not all marriages are blessed. Mayra has suffered at the hands of her husband until she reached breaking point. Left alone to suffer in a house full of her family, Mayra battles every moment of her life as it comes. Will Aamir realize his mistake or will the repentance of his crimes come too late, when all is lost and the secrets of the past are slowly unearthed, forcing them apart, and breaking Mayra's oft broken heart beyond repair?

Shivaay Singh Oberoi and Annika Alwaani Singh Oberoi, a happily married couple, were living a beautiful life together until one day they discover a shocking news. He divorced her and unable to bear the same, she moved away from him. Nine years later, they meet again. This time, she was not alone. She had two more humans along with her. Will the once happily married turn into happily ever after?

A scandal. A misunderstanding. A decision taken in haste-and Keerti is married off to Professor Agastya Agnivanshi, her own English literature teacher. He's everything she's not: emotionally closed-off, cynical, and a man who sees marriage as nothing more than a social burden. To him, love is weakness. To her, this marriage is a cage. Bound by society's judgment, family's honor, and a twist of fate neither of them saw coming, they are now husband and wife. What starts as a marriage of convenience quickly spirals into a fierce emotional tug-of-war. They argue. They clash. They challenge each other at every step. They are enemies under the same roof-until the fire between them begins to burn in a different way. Meanwhile, in this turbulent world, Mrunal Tripathi, Keerti's best friend, brings color and chaos. Her dreams of becoming an IPS officer are bold, loud, and full of heart. But her free spirit often stirs the very discipline Keerti clings to-reminding everyone that life doesn't always follow rules. And then there's Tej Pratap Singh, the young economics professor whose belief in structure is shaken by the spontaneity of people like Mrunal. As her laughter invades his quiet world, another story brews in the background.

No matter how perfect things turn . First love is....different, the innocence, the spark, the care, the mistakes. It can't be recreated again Its true, first love sparks hit different but it doesn't mean second chance doesn't worth it..... Might the innocence, the spark won't be same. But other ? Things like 'maturity', 'understanding', 'trust' will create something deep and different. Something beautiful So join this journey . Where first love get chance to be second This story is of NAYAN MALHOTRA and TARA SINGHANIYA Nayantara✨️ But there is a surprise ... its not just a love story

Meet the ones fate never asked permission to bring together. ✨ Nitishra Sharma The eldest Sharma daughter. 17. A fire-hearted commerce student with a soft center she barely knows exists. She walks like she's proving something - maybe to the world, maybe to herself. Love wasn't on her checklist... but life has its own plans. ✨ Krishiv Singhania The quiet storm. 18. A sharp-minded science student who doesn't speak much, but when he does - it echoes. Love stories weren't written for boys like him... until hers walked in uninvited. ✨ Maitrii Singhania Singhania's sunshine wrapped in chaos. She laughs too loud, loves too soon, and argues just to keep Dev talking.he fell first but She fell harder- and kept falling. ✨ Dev Mittal The unreadable boy with jokes in his pocket and walls around his heart. He spoke in shrugs, felt in silences, and loved her without any condition . Maitri was fire. He got too close... and burned. ✨Shivansh Mehra The effortless charmer. Not a topper, but always the talk. A boy with attitude, a smile that pulls hearts in. He thought love was just a game until she became the only rule he wanted to follow. ✨ Khushi Raghuvanshi The silent brilliance. An 11th-grade commerce prodigy who plays life like chess every move, calculated. Every dream, deliberate. Topper by mind, champion by will. Love isn't her priority not yet. She believes feelings can wait, but success can't. For now, her heart beats for her goals, not for a boy. --six hearts. Three stories. One fate that didn't knock before entering.

Two brothers running a tiny eatery. One older, other younger. One doctor head over heels for the older. Older brother, Amnesiac.The other, overprotective. The doctor who knows too much. Away from the city that holds too much of their past. Residing in a city that doesn't gets anywhere near their past. The trauma forgotten. The story unfinished. The betrayal unknown. The shame long gone. Some memories are buried for a reason. Description of Past trauma Betrayal Attempted suicide (in the past.)

Hey guys, this is my first published book, it's not very good because I'm not really good at writing poems or whatever you'd call them. I know most of these have a similar feel and I apologise for that most of these were written on nights when I was missing my ex like crazy so most are about him and I'll try to order these as best as I can. It's probably slightly confusing reading these because all of these are about four different boys in total. "I miss his eyes" isn't about anyone to do with me, it was a commissioned work on TikTok Please give me feedback on these🩷🩷 The ones about my ex were written MONTHS before I got with my new boyfriend by the way I promise right now that I could not give a goats yodel about him now I just felt that these were actually kind of good. And also with the very last one I know limited people will understand the way I feel and but I'm trying my best and I'd never cheat I'm not like that but it's just too much. Please ask for permission if you want to distribute these as they are all my original work. Thanks, Iz.

Pond thought the past was buried-until the boy he believed was dead stood before him. Blind. Fragile. Alive. Phuwin lives in darkness, protected by his brother Dunk, far from a world that once hurt him. But when Pond returns, so does a truth he can't escape. A mistake. A secret. A guilt that could destroy everything. As Pond grows closer to Phuwin, one question haunts him : What if he's the reason Phuwin can't see? And if that's the truth- Can love, forgiveness, and a fragile hope for light ever be enough for atonement? ✨ Pond x Phuwin ✨ Joong x Dunk.

Have you ever wanted to read a fanfiction about HG that does not explore the games only? A book that dives into character's internal conflict and stuggles of their own? Then you're in the right place. I am a teen author with no experience with sharing my stories like this, english isn't my first language so I apologise for any grammar errors. And last word, everything here is written by me myself, there has been no use of AI whatsoever.

"When flame bends to tide, Arveth is born." In the beginning, the Twelve Lands were held in the grace of Maadhi, the Spirit of Dharma. But peace is a fragile anchor when weighed against a monster's hunger for power. When the Sovereign shattered the Spirit, four elemental shards-Aapo, Thejo, Vayo, and Patavi-were scattered across the sky, falling as stars and rising as children with no memory of the past. Since that day, the hunt has never ended. For sixteen years, the Sovereign has searched the horizon for the pieces of his lost anchor. Arvani is a princess of the coast who remembers only the terrifying sensation of falling. Raveth is the Prince of Embers, a walking volcano raised to be the Sovereign's deadliest weapon. One is the tide; the other is the flame. In a world built on a tyrant's lies, can the broken shards find their way back to the Source? When hearts are bound by secrets, will love be a burden too heavy to carry, or the only power strong enough to mend what was broken? Witness the clash of love, guilt, and the elements in this epic tale of the Twelve Lands.

"Ahmedabad's heat doesn't just burn your skin; it melts your identity

Sweeping through the heavens, undetected and undetectable, the Moon people prepare a full-scale invasion of Earth. Understanding them is the first step in our defense. That won't be so hard. They are us.

When I noticed the man in cubicle 7C, no one else saw him. Not Derek from Accounting. Not Priya from HR. Not the dozens of people who walked past that dead-end corner every single day. But he was there. Navy tie. Gray eyes. Waiting. His name is Luke Grady. He's been invisible for three years. Everything about him erases when no one looks-photographs, documents, handwritten words. The world forgets him in increments. But I remember. And the more I learn about him, the more I realize: I'm not just finding him. I'm finding what I buried. 𝐀 𝐩𝐬𝐲𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐦𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐲, 𝐠𝐮𝐢𝐥𝐭, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐇𝐚𝐰𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐞 𝐁𝐫𝐢𝐝𝐠𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐝 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠.

Rakkaus ei kuole, kun pelko hellittää. Se vain paljastaa, kuka jää. On hetkiä, jotka muuttavat kaiken. Ja on kolme ihmistä, jotka joutuvat katsomaan toisiaan rehellisemmin kuin koskaan ennen. Joskus rakkaus tarkoittaa jäämistä - joskus se vaatii lähtemistä. • • • Nora palaa Suomeen - omasta halustaan - mutta vastassa on paljon muistoja, joita ei koskaan käsitelty loppuun. Kun yksi hetki pysäyttää kaiken, menneisyys ja nykyhetki törmäävät toisiinsa. Mikään ei enää ole itsestään selvää. Nora seisoo kahden tulen välissä, kunnes keho tekee valinnan, jota mieli ei ole vielä ollut valmis myöntämään. ** Tarina sisältää viittauksia itsensä vahingoittamiseen, päihteisiin ja kuolemaan. Luet tarinaa omalla vastuullasi. Muistathan, että tarinan kopiointi eli plagiointi, on rikos.

A Living Dissection ATTENTION "I don't like hurting people's feelings. To me, it's the equivalent of breaking glass. It's bad luck. It lingers." LISTEN Most people wait for an autopsy to see what's inside. I'm doing mine while I'm still breathing. In a world that is dark at the edges, clarity is a lie we tell ourselves to sleep at night. We judge a man by a single moment, a single mistake, or a single weakness-without ever seeing the skeletal structure of his soul. I am tired of the lies. I am tired of the "confections" we sugarcoat our lives with. WELCOME : The Linguistic Anatomy This is not a memoir. It is a Linguistic Anatomy. I am taking a scalpel to my own existence to map out the three systems that keep a man upright: The Ethos (The Skeleton): The rigid core of human potential and the evidence of labor. The Lexis (The Flesh): The raw, unfiltered words we use to build ourselves-or to tear others down. The Resonance (The Nervous System): The emotional frequency we leave behind long after we've left the room. [The Stakes] Between kindness and coldness, between a hero and a villain, there is a line so thin it could cut you open. I've lived my life on that line. I've seen the "Greek God" in the mirror of hard work, and I've felt the weight of the glass shattering when a single sentence turns two people into enemies. This is a journey through Afro-Noir reality-a gritty, cinematic exploration of what it means to be a provider, a protector, and a person "stuck in between." I am dissecting myself. And trust me... there will be no drawing of blood. Only the truth.

Unexpected Love - Summary Arianna Lincoln never believed love was something she could afford. With a sick mother and a fragile world, survival came first. When circumstances force her into a contract marriage with Jason Grayson, she knows one thing for sure - it will never be real. "I'm not doing this for love," she tells him firmly. "Neither am I," Jason replies, his voice distant. Jason has his own scars. Betrayal taught him to keep his heart guarded and his emotions buried. Trust is rare, and love feels dangerous. Yet in their forced arrangement, an unexpected bond begins to form - built on trust, protection, and quiet moments neither planned for. But the past refuses to stay buried. Old jealousy, hidden motives, and a carefully planned revenge threaten to destroy everything they've built. Lies surface, accusations are made, and Arianna is forced to question the man she's grown to love. "Did you ever doubt me?" Jason asks when everything begins to fall apart. Caught between truth and deception, Arianna must face her greatest fear - losing the one person who became her safe place. As secrets unravel and hearts are tested, both must decide whether love is worth the risk, or if some wounds are too deep to heal.

When the whole world is silent, even one voice becomes powerful. - Malala Yousafzai We share our emotions through art. Through writing, painting, and composing. In a world where no one shares their inner music anymore, some begin to lose themselves and become Muted. When Solveig's brother becomes one of them, she refuses to accept his silence. To save him, she must find not only his lost voice, but her own and discover that even in the quietest world, a single voice can awaken many. Prompt 36: You're told to choose a weapon before battle, but when you approach the table, the only options laid out are musical instruments.