Newwriter Stories

She only agreed to the weekend because she needed a break from everything going wrong in her life. A house full of strangers, a world of wealth she has never known, and people she will probably never see again. Or so she thinks. Because somewhere between late night conversations and quiet moments away from the crowd, she catches the attention of a man whose last name carries influence across Jamaica. He is used to people wanting something from him, yet the one girl who does not seem interested is the one he cannot stop watching. What starts as a simple weekend escape soon turns into something far more complicated. And when two people from completely different worlds collide, the real question becomes whether fate is bringing them together or setting them up to fall apart.

"Abe oo andhe ho kya itni badi bacchi dikhai nhi deti , agar gaadi chalani aati nhi he toh leke kyu nikalte ho ?"aditi snapped at him in loud voice atleast loud enough for passers to hear. "She's just a child do you think I'll ask for forgiveness from her ?"the man said as he took a step near aditi. "Do you think you can slide away ?"aditi said while looking at him at eye level. "I don't apologise to cheap people like you."the men said as he took a step back. ( Suddenly thud.everyone's eyes widened as they knew what mess aditi had made by slapping HIM. ) ⁠⊰⁠⊹｡⁠.ﾟ⁠+ 𝘼𝙙𝙞𝙩𝙮𝙖 × 𝘼𝙙𝙞𝙩𝙞 +⁠ ｡⁠.ﾟ⊰⁠⊹ ꜱᴛᴀʀᴛ : 18/5/25 ᴇɴᴅ : TROPES : - his replaced bride - CEO x baker - hate at first sight - arrange marriage arranged by him - grumpy x sunshine - hinglish

"In the heart of a struggling city, a mother makes a heart-wrenching choice to ensure her child's survival. Forced into the shadows, she navigates the perilous world of desires, sacrificing her own well-being for her child's future. As she battles the stigma and dangers that come with her choices, she fights to protect her child from the harsh realities of their life. Through unexpected acts of kindness and the strength of her own spirit, she finds a path towards redemption and a chance at a better life. Yet, the scars of her past linger, creating new challenges as she tries to build a stable future for her child. This is a story of resilience, sacrifice, and the enduring power of a mother's love. It explores the complexities of survival, the impact of choices, and the hope for a brighter tomorrow, even when the past refuses to fade away."

"𝑰'𝒎 𝒔𝒐𝒓𝒓𝒚 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒔𝒆 𝒊𝒔 𝒊𝒏 𝑮𝒍𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒂𝒍𝒆 𝒐𝒓 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒇𝒂𝒓" I can say that I've been Miss Sweet Misery for the last time, except this was just the start back when California dreamin' was our scheme during a hectic global pandemic. Love stories are overrated, and yes, this is one of them. A really strange one, actually. But it's also so much more than just a love story. It's a story of eight star-crossed teens brought together by the cities of Glendale and Los Angeles when we probably should've been staying at home... but the friendship was so strong, how could we possibly not see each other every week? There were crazy adventures and there were crazy confessions, and yes, there was also heartbreak. It's all part of a cliche coming of age and this was ours. - yours truly, Emma Suarez INSPIRED BY: minor + IMYIS by Gracie Abrams and Love Story by Taylor Swift. 2026 update: A lot of the earlier chapters were worded super bad and not very YA sounding, but I'm working on making it less poetic/word vomit and more natural for a teenage pov!

A god and member of heavenly principle member by the name of "umos" was put to the test,to see which of his creations would rain supreme in a challenge against the other gods apart of the heavenly principles. !!!!Disclaimer!!!! This is my first time published story ever written. There will be some grammatical errors that will occur. I'm happy to take tips from anyone that's reading. Hope you all love the story!!!😆 !!!disclaimer!!! I've updated the chapters and will be rewriting some chapters due to some grammatical errors.

Her parents were murdered. The police call it a burglary. She calls it a lie. When a mysterious truck almost kills her, she realizes someone powerful wants her silenced. Rescued by a dangerous mafia boss, she is forced into a marriage she never wanted... with his cold, ruthless son. He's possessive. She's defiant. Enemies close in. Secrets unravel. In a world built on danger and lies... love might be the deadliest risk of all.

In a world where power is worn like armor and reputation is everything, Archduke Lucien von Rothwald remains an enigma-feared, untouchable, and forever hidden behind the crimson veil that shields both his face and his past. No one questions him. No one dares. Until a single, reckless moment shatters everything. When a girl collides with him in the street-unapologetic, unafraid, and completely unaware of who he is-she does the unthinkable: she treats him like nothing. But to Lucien, she becomes everything. What begins as curiosity quickly spirals into something far more dangerous-an obsession that threatens to unravel the carefully constructed walls around his life. As he searches for the mysterious girl who defied him, secrets buried beneath bloodlines, pride, and the crimson veil begin to surface. And in a world where no one sees his face... one girl may be the only one who truly sees him. Even if it destroys them both.

woso oneshots with various players and teams

Introduction to me, hooray! And also commenting what type of stories you'd like for me to consider making! I will read all comments and take into consideration what people would like me to write about! I will do mostly anything, but certain things I would be a little uncomfortable to do as I am still a minor!

In Atlanta, disciplined tattoo artist Isaiah Black doesn't believe in love. Amara Brooke, a warm-hearted beauty creator from Chicago, believes in connection. When a simple hair appointment sparks unexpected chemistry, their worlds collide-forcing Isaiah to question the walls he built and Amara to discover love where she never thought to look. **I'm constantly editing**

when a gorgons revive in a post WW lll apocalyptic world of 2042 and meet The one man of titanium.

13+, or 15+This is a story based on my personal experience, mixed with my friends and also it is based as a thriller horror, paranormal, mental, trauma, and school life. [For best reading experience I suggest you use dark mode] If you are uncomfortable please refrain from reading this. It's also mystery mixed. And with a lot of mind games. So please read with caution. (Lots of blood too) (°∆°) / so if you are comfortable with this topic, feel free to read even if it says 13-15+ consider following for more info and updates! And support me by voting or just reading :)

A bright light and the world changed, Nobody knew why it happened. It did not happen all at once, but women all over the world woke up with a gasp one morning. Young, old, rich, poor, dead asleep or wide awake, felt their heart race as a surge of energy ripple through their veins. The sky all around the world turned violet for six full minutes. Not pink. Not purple. Violet, the kind of color that whispers to your bones. Then came the unthinkable, men were powerless whereas women had magic buzzing through their veins. Some women burst into flame. Others melted into mist. Girls as young as six began speaking to the wind, commanding clouds to part. Grandmothers levitated teacups and accidentally short-circuited kitchen lights with a yawn. Empathy sharpened. Dreams bled into reality. The Earth shifted on its axis, not physically, but politically, spiritually, irreversibly. Three Weeks Later, At one of the hundreds of buildings in Bandra Aaravi Mehra, 27, stood barefoot on the balcony of her crumbling apartment, overlooking a city still humming with disbelief. She hadn't left her block since the Violet Dawn, partly because of the barricades, partly because... she was scared of what she'd become. She didn't ask for this. Then Came Zara A knock on the door. Sharp. Rhythmic. Aaravi opened it to find a tall woman in a worn black coat, a silver tattoo of an eye blooming on her neck. "You're Mehra?" the woman asked, voice smooth like thunderclouds. Aaravi nodded. Lie detector ping: none. "I'm Zara El-Amin. I lead the Violet Vanguard. We're gathering the gifted - not just to survive, but to rewrite the world. You've got a rare type. We need you." Aaravi blinked. "Rewriting the world sounds... dangerous." Zara smiled faintly. "The old world was dangerous. For women. For truth. For voices like yours. Now we build something new." Two pairs of violet eyes look at each other as their lives started to change forever.

She was never supposed to fall for her own husband. Aanya Mehta believed in practicality. In deadlines, sketchbooks, and keeping her heart at a safe, reasonable distance. Marriage was a contract - a sensible one, but a contract nonetheless. Rohan Singhania was supposed to be a stranger she shared a flat with. He wasn't supposed to learn her chai order by the third day. He wasn't supposed to save the window seat for her every single morning. He wasn't supposed to look at her like she was something worth staying for. But Mumbai is a city that has a way of pulling people together - in crowded trains, in monsoon rain, in kitchens at midnight - and Rohan is the kind of man who notices everything. The way she hums when she's focused. The way she laughs a second before everyone else gets the joke. The way she looks out of windows like she's always looking for something. What happens when the life you agreed to starts feeling like the one you'd have chosen anyway? What happens when the man you married starts feeling like home? And what happens when the world decides to pull him six thousand kilometres away - right when you finally figure out you can't breathe without him? Two Sugars- is a slow-burn, deeply romantic story about two people who were given each other and chose each other anyway. About love that doesn't arrive all at once but builds - in shared meals, quiet evenings, stolen glances, and one very important cup of tea. It tastes like two sugars and a little more milk than looks right. It tastes like home.

My first ever story, its based on the world of Arcane Odyssey, and im hoping to do more of this, hoping people will read it and see how it goes. planning on editing the title and cover at some point. story starts with our protagonist escaping a lab created by people who want to learn the mysteries of magic and more and how they can harness, take and give it. our hero Lucas Booth lost his memories while escaping and is reclaiming those tragic events in his life and slowly learning who was the cause, and how he will fight back. in his journey in the seas, he will have to fight many people, make new friends, lose, love and many more, it may get a bit violent at times, and the tone is ready to shift at any moment, will Lucas get stronger to fight, or will he lose, and fall back down. this story will be long, as will chapters, and please give me feed back, i would like to get better at this. the book will have slightly or extreme mentions of certain themes, like idk IT MIGHT get gory, will have big losses. and the characters are not goin to have an easy time. with our character going to eventually suffer though his thoughts. previous rankings newwriter #7 otherstuff #1

Quick short story. Little bit sad and small bit of romance (i think)

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"It seemed wonderful to us, then, that we were alive. That our organic bodies-organs sheathed in muscle and tissue-could balance themselves on two feet, could walk, dance, run barefoot through wet earth, skimming over the gnarled roots of trees that stretched outward, toward some unseen horizon. That, while alive, we could form connections with others of our kind: speak, touch, hold hands. Or love."

One built a reputation being good at being invisible - getting the job done, and leaving no trace. Maybe too good. The other restores what everyone else walks past. Old buildings, forgotten facades, the bones of things that are already there - no new complications. Lara flew in from Singapore expecting sand, sibling arguments, and absolutely nothing else. A visit to her brother at a base in the middle of the Mojave wasn't exactly a holiday - but mundane had its appeal. Nothing she hadn't already accounted for. Damon has survived things that don't make it into reports. A Singaporean architect expecting a quiet week in the desert was not in any of his files. Apparently his intel had gaps. Catching flights and feelings - sometimes you just have to lean into the cliché.

After years of loyalty and sacrifice, Maley Rosavish watches the company she devoted her life to collapse under financial ruin. Swept away by a ruthless wave of layoffs, she is left with nothing. With no savings to rely on, she descends rapidly into poverty, losing not only her job and home, but the sense of stability that once anchored her life. Forsaken by those she considered family and friends, Maley is forced onto the streets. There, she crosses paths with Don, a mysterious homeless stranger. Bound by hardship, the two forge a fragile alliance as they battle each day for survival, clinging to the faint hope of escaping the merciless grip of homelessness. But a single night alters everything. During a police raid targeting the homeless, Maley is arrested and taken into custody. There she meets Officer Arthit Nevald, a woman whose icy, inscrutable façade conceals wounds of her own. What begins as a clash slowly morphs into a dangerous and deeply affecting connection. Entangled in a fierce struggle between forbidden desire, the harsh realities of life on the streets, and the echoes of trauma that refuse to fade, their lives collide in unexpected ways. And against all odds, their bond becomes a haunting turning point that redefines the very meaning of "fighting for survival.