Indiewriter Stories

THIS IS A RE-WRITE OF THE SAME BOOK WITH A CHANGE IN STORYTELLING PERSPECTIVE. Please let me know which version reads better. Shauna I don't have time to look for love. I run four businesses with my siblings and if I'm not at one of the shops then I'm at home baking for the shops. I work seven days a week twelve hours a day. I cook and clean and workout at JAGG, Just A Girl Gym, my ladies only workout spot. I am not likely to meet 'Mr. Right,' at any of these spots, and for now I am okay with that. So why is it that when the new guest looks at me with his deep green/brown eyes, I want to melt in a puddle and cook and clean for only him (insert eye roll here for the stupid cliché I just fantasized about.") Christoffer I am not putting up with this shit! If my mother and sister want to be the leaders of their social set, let them marry Kourtney. Because I sure as hell won't. I have a company to run and my own life to lead. Let me live my life and you live yours. I don't want that cookie cutter Barbie doll; I want something I can hold on to. I need a woman that has a good head on her shoulders and does something more than entertain more of the same empty-headed robots like herself. Now I have to get away from all this craziness because they have stressed me the hell out. When I see her coming down the stairs all I want to do is grab her up, yank those stupid yellow gloves off, and whisk her away to a better life, I mean what the hell, anything is better than being a housekeeper, right? What will happen when this strong-willed business owner meets the man of her dreams and he wants to 'take her away from it all' in this mistaken identity romance? Sexy billionaire BWWM romance by K. Dusty Williams. Find out what happens in this stand-alone heartfelt BWWM romance with HEA guaranteed by K. Dusty Williams

When anxiety takes over.

This is one of my few written stories (for now), and it explores dark, emotional territory - a quiet descent from love into isolation. It's a character-driven narrative meant to test the reader's empathy, patience, and sense of right and wrong. What begins as a tender reflection on belonging and family slowly unravels into something more unsettling. It's not a horror story in the traditional sense, but it is meant to leave you uneasy. Interpret it how you will. I'm still learning, but I hope it connects with someone out there.

Afterthoughts. Not Ex Machina, just Tabula Rasa.

Shourya Singhania - The 26-year-old heir of a multi-million dollar company, a protective gentleman who looks after his family. He's harsh, straightforward and not one to mess with. The last thing you want is to be on his bad side. But on the inside, he's a total softie. Never even thought of marriage until. . . . . "Anything she wants." "Please don't be upset with me." "I don't like filthy pests talking about what's mine." Meera Rao - A 23-year-old, middle-class girl who works as a teacher with kids with disability. She's shy, gentle and a total sweetheart. The last thing you would want is to see her upset. It would just break your heart. She was promised to her father's best friend's son when she was 18 but . . . . . "J-ji?" "I collected things I like, you probably think it's silly." "People are watching." Read "Kismat" to follow along the sweet journey of Meera and Shourya as they fall in love. Ranking achievements so far! #21 Indian (18.02.23) #1 shy (18.02.23) #8 India (20.02.23) #1 Desi (20.02.23) #3 innocent (22.02.23) #23 romance (23.02.2023) #1 cute (06.03.2023) #6 family (10.03.2023)

a story about my 2 favorite things homestuck and overwatch!

A mysterious epidemic. A family on the run. A virus that turns people into monsters. Flagpole, Arizona. An ordinary evening turns into a nightmare when an unknown virus, transmitted by infected bats, begins to spread. The Carter family finds itself catapulted into a desperate fight for survival. The contagion spreads. People change. No one is safe anymore. When civilization collapses, only two options remain: run or fight. A story of fear, action, and impossible choices. 👉 Are you brave enough to read to the end?

Let's cancel love people. I no longer want to feel it.

Every feeling is you.

Beautifully Made Woman - BMW | December 2020 Issue 4 MAGAZINE LINE-UP: 1. COVER PAGE 2. BEAUTIFULLY MADE WOMAN (BMW) MAGAZINE 3. YOU ARE INVITED... YEAH. YOU!!! 4. BMW TEAM 5. WATTPAD's UNDER-RATED WRITERS 6. FASHION 7. TEA TIME 8. BEAUTY 9. NATURAL v. SURGERY 10. BUSINESS SENSE 11. POETIC HUSTLE 12. MENTAL HEALTH 13. SPIRITUAL 14. THANKS 15. HOW CAN I BE A PART OF TEAM BMW? Andrea T. aka Ilianna Binoche Administrator/Editor

A collection of my daily writing prompts

Beautifully Made Woman - BMW | October 2020 Issue 2 MAGAZINE LINE-UP: 1. COVER PAGE 2. BEAUTIFULLY MADE WOMAN (BMW) MAGAZINE 3. YOU ARE INVITED... YEAH. YOU!!! 4. BMW TEAM 5. WATTPAD's UNDER-RATED WRITERS 6. FASHION 7. TEA TIME 8. BEAUTY 9. NATURAL v. SURGERY 10. BUSINESS SENSE 11. POETIC HUSTLE 12. MENTAL HEALTH 13. SPIRITUAL 14. THANKS 15. HOW CAN I BE A PART OF TEAM BMW? Andrea T. aka Ilianna Binoche Administrator/Editor

This is dedicated to my hubby

When you wait for love.

Devil: "You can cry, run, even curse my name... but you'll never escape me." "Because darling, even your fear tastes like love to me." When a harmless ritual unleashes a terrifying force, YN and her friends find themselves hunted by something ancient and evil. As their bond begins to fracture and a seer warns them of a devil hiding among them, secrets unravel-especially YN's own. Plagued by visions and whispers, she embarks on a dark journey to uncover the truth. But when the devil wants something that belongs to him, how do you escape a fate written in blood? A gripping tale of mystery, possession, and identity-where not everyone is what they seem.

In the heart of a crumbling Iowan town veiled by cornfields and secrets, Scarlett Wren had built her own kingdom of midnight justice. She was eighteen, barefoot on the roofs by night, flame-haired and whip-thin, the kind of girl the church ladies called wild and the drunkards called a ghost. Whispers said she could hear lies in the wind, that she had been born of a murder night - not from a mother's womb but from the bloodied soil itself. What no one knew was that Scarlett wasn't just lucky. She was something older. Something cursed, or blessed, depending on who was telling the story. When farmers woke to find their cattle bloodless and their daughters dreaming of strange moons, the town elders - brittle men with brittle pride - brought in a solution. Cain Maddox. Thirty-one, ex-military, a legend among bounty hunters with a mouth like sin and a body carved by violence. They told him there was a "problem child" ruining their order, a red wisp who needed caging. They forgot to mention the rest: the spells woven into her breath, the monsters she fought alone because no one else dared to. Cain expected an easy hunt. What he found was a girl who stared down the barrel of his gun and smiled like the devil had kissed her first. Scarlett was trouble in the shape of a girl, all barbed jokes and fierce, aching loneliness. She saw right through him - to the broken boy inside the man, the wolf still pacing behind his ribs. And Cain, for all his hardened instincts, felt the shift the moment their eyes met: the slow, inevitable doom of being claimed. The hunt turned into something hotter, darker, and far more dangerous than Cain had signed up for. The town's real sickness ran deeper than anyone guessed - into blood pacts, old gods, and rotting promises. Together, they would have to decide whether to destroy each other... or burn the town to the ground and start something wild and sacred in its place.

Let's run away.

"ROT" is a spoken eulogy for someone still alive. This is an unflinching look at addiction, abandonment, and the quiet violence of watching someone decay in front of you. It's grief, rage, and mourning tangled in one. A poem for the ones who were left to rot alongside the people they couldn't save.

lil original i whipped up a bit ago, decided to post it.