True Stories

we're like parallel lines: always close, never together. © 𝐟𝐚𝐰𝐧𝐲𝐰𝐨𝐨𝐝𝐬

'I will marry' Yeah finally the asshole had something to say, he kept my sister waiting for ages. He better treat her very well or else I'd be their little honeymoon package and I'd show him all of my karate skills. 'But I'll marry you' He pointed his finger at me, the hell was he talking about? I almost chuckled thinking it's a joke but everyone else just stood as if there was nothing that could be said against it. 'W_hat?' My sister said almost breaking. The asshole made my sister cry???????? 'Am sorry I can't marry you I am more attracted to your little sister' I almost jumped to him, until I heard my sister crying while she left the room. I was about to run after her but I stood in front of the so called husband, 'Fuck you' that was all I could say.

ඌ රජා නෙවෙයි... රජාලත් බය වෙන අඳුරේ අධිපතියා. 👿🔥

Natasha Williams is 23 years old she has her own business has been successful ever since she graduated from college she's going to get in a relationship with a guy but he did not tell her that he was in a whole relationship and Natasha is going to be caught in the middle of this mess let's see what happens in the story

Welcome to sin City

The story of a 2D boy falling for a 3D girl. His love takes him on a journey to find his missing dimension, only to be with his one true love.

"The weirdness wasn't quirky-it was cruel." Not every strange habit is harmless-and not every family is as simple as it seems. As Kanu adjusts to her married life, she is thrown into a household full of unspoken rules, staged affections, and odd, unsettling behaviors that chip away at her sense of belonging. With every passing day, the façade of normalcy cracks, revealing a twisted world of dominance, jealousy, and emotional manipulation. "A Weird Family" is a chilling glimpse into the early signs of narcissistic abuse masked as tradition and culture. #AWeirdFamily #LifeInANarcissisticFamily #TrueStory #MemoirSeries #IndianFamilyDrama #ArrangedMarriageTruths #NarcissisticAbuse #ToxicFamily #SilentSuffering #UnseenAbuse #CulturalControl #ForcedTraditions #FamilyFacade #WomensVoicesMatter #HealingFromAbuse > Copyright © 2025 Renu. All Rights Reserved. No part of this work may be copied, stored, or shared in any form without the author's permission. This story is a work of non-fiction based on real-life events. Unauthorized use is prohibited. #EmotionalManipulation #SpeakYourTruth #MemoirWriter #SouthAsianStories #NarcissismAwareness

From Egyptian history A dramatic treatment of the historical events of 1221-1260 AD. An epic of love, war, and betrayal. And about the heroism of the proud people of Egypt and the victorious Sultan Saif ad-Din Qutuz, who shattered the myth of the invincible Mongol army with unwavering faith. For humanity... For peace. Note: This work is protected by intellectual property rights. Any quotation or plagiarism will result in legal action. Dedicated to everyone who made us feel that life still holds goodness and supported us in our most difficult times. ❤ Special thanks to my favorite writer and lifelong friend, Karima Saleh Sadiq, who has always supported me. 🌸

This isn't a redemption fairytale. It's meth smoke and jail cells. It's losing children and losing your mind. It's driving ninety-five through a red light hoping something ends. It's bipolar spirals, broken knuckles, burned bridges... and the woman who stayed anyway. Michael Todd didn't "hit rock bottom." He detonated. Prison didn't save him. Rehab didn't magically fix him. Love didn't erase the damage. But somehow, he survived it. This is a memoir about addiction, grief, violence, faith, loyalty, and choosing to remain when disappearing would've been easier. It's messy. It's honest. It's not softened for comfort. If you've ever asked yourself, "Here I am... now what?" This story is for you.

Poetry and inspiration Some of these poems are true life experiences, I just thought I'd share the beauty in light and dark poetry hope you'll enjoy it... P.S . Some of these are dark poetry so please be sure to read and vote

Meaningless drifts through the quiet spaces between thought and feeling, where words linger like smoke in a midnight car. A collection of reflections, fragments, and fleeting truths, it explores the subtle weight of existence, the irony of moments we clutch only to watch slip through our fingers, and the beauty hiding in small, overlooked fragments of life. Dark red and maroon bleed through its pages, a dance of roses and shadows, vanilla-sweet nostalgia, and the soft hum of music you hear only when the world is asleep. It is a mirror to the restless heart, the late-night wanderer, the dreamer who searches for meaning in meaninglessness. Here, every line whispers, every pause matters, and the reader becomes both spectator and participant in a journey that refuses easy answers-but never refuses emotion.

අත් නොහැරපු හිතවලට, අවසානයේ සතුට ලැබුණා.

A mystery thriller about friendship. Four individuals bound to one institution - Grayhaven College. At first, it is just a campus. Structured. Disciplined. Controlled. But beneath its quiet corridors and flawless systems, something feels... off. An incident changes everything. Questions surface. Answers don't. Certain records don't exist where they should. Conversations don't align. Silences stretch longer than they're meant to. And slowly, curiosity turns into something far more dangerous - suspicion. Not just of the institution. But of each other. Because sometimes the real threat isn't what's hidden in the shadows... It's what stands beside you, smiling. In Grayhaven, nothing appears broken. That is what makes it terrifying. Dive into the story to discover whether the four friends will uncover the truth... -or become a secret themselves.

🌱 Just Smile, Live at the moment, 🌱 Poem ⚘️🌱 Song poem

What if Harry saw and heard the weasleys at Kings Cross, but something told him not to trust them, so he didn't approach them ? What if the first friend Harry made wasn't Ron but someone completely different ? What if Harry ended up in a house that wasn't expected and that dumbledore hated ? Long laid plans, Crumble and the wizarding world will never be the same again His fate entwined with two women completely different but also loved the same Will Harry Join Voldermort On the Darkside ? Will he stay on the side of light ? Or will he forge his own path ? Only time will tell Will the wizarding world rise or fall. It's all down to one boy, and they don't even know it UPDATE 2026 PLEASE BEAR WITH ME THIS STORY AND ALL MY OTHERS THEY HAVE BEEN TEMPORARILY TAKEN DOWN WHILE I EDIT THEM AND TRY TO MAKE THEM BETTER AS I HAVE COME TO THE CONCLUSION THAT THEY ARE TERRIBLE AND I AM A RUBBISH WRITER. THEY WILL BE REPUBLISHED WHEN I CAN MAKE THEM NOT SOUND LIKE A KINDGARDEN CHILD HAS WRITTEN THEM. Please comment and vote on this story and its chapters if possible if you like it so I know if it is any good. Thank you

She came into the world covered in newborn warmth and light- and in that instant, a young mother with a fractured past felt her entire soul crack open. "That's my daughter... that's my daughter." Those were the first words spoken into Karmen's life-words whispered through trembling hands and happy tears, words strong enough to pull a broken girl into motherhood. But love doesn't erase reality. When her father chose work over witnessing her first breath, when the home waiting for her was nothing more than a condemned trailer filled with wires, roaches, and memories that hurt-her mother made a choice. A choice to save her daughter, even if it meant starting from nothing. With nothing but a borrowed couch, a bassinet, and the burning promise to do better, she fought for a fresh start. Three A.M. feedings, quiet tears, exhaustion, fear of failing-all of it lived in the same tiny apartment where a young mother built a world out of hope, one heartbeat at a time. This is the beginning of a story told through two lives intertwined- a mother learning how to stand, and a daughter becoming the reason she didn't fall. Raw. Emotional. Heartbreaking. A testament to the power of a mother's vow and a child's place in it. This isn't just where their journey begins- this is where they begin each other.

Poems to adore the Journey of Light are a way to experience an endless feeling. Welcoming the warm light & Cherish the freedom of light. Fly to thrive in all dimensions of the universe. I wrote all of these poems in the shape of water. experiencing a unique and distinct shade of feeling. Gently saying, the nature of water is that it doesn't have a shape. # Lamborghini Miura . # Ode style Poems @luna_elsol_ [Instagram] # Beloved Amour ♥️🌙☯️ : The whole universe conspires for love; let my love in poetry flow into the light itself by breath of grace. # Each poem is carried into the breath of a soulful constellation written in the universe by Rhythmic experience of alive and active amour. 月が綺麗ですね | tsuki ga kirei desu ne translates to "The moon is beautiful, isn't it?" This phrase is a more poetic way of saying I love You. 1 Corinthians 13 : God's word Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It does not dishonour others, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, and it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes,and always perseveres. Love never fails. If it stays It is love If it ends Its a love story And If it never begins It is poetry . . . . . . . Anyone can love a rose, but it takes a lot to love a leaf" the beauty of simplicity is a real love. It's ordinary to love something beautiful, but it's beautiful to love something ordinary. Take my hand Take my whole life, too For I can't help falling in love with you For I can't help falling in love with you ❤️ Copyright ©Rohini Raja,2022

​"Never suffer for any reason, Manika." - Nethra Prabhash Dunusinghe - ​​"I want to rest my every breath within your heart forever, Nethra." - Nimnara Devindi Wickramasinghe - ​When "loving souls" who once smelled like fresh flowers suddenly "shed their masks," her struggle to read those wounded spirits became exhausting. His arrogant heart, oscillating between love and comfort, left her stranded between affection and tears. This is the journey of a life seeking its end amidst the chaos he created. ​Does enslaving oneself to love lead to solace, or utter destruction? ​"Where reality becomes an illusion, the diary of a soul who struggled to turn that illusion into reality..."

When a fish loved an albatross high in the sky, Different in worlds, yet hearts asked why. Hayat and James, a love so deep, Not born of dreams, but truth to keep. A real story, not fantasy or art, Written in distance, sealed in the heart.

"I don't know my real name. My master said there was always no need for names only numbers, he gave me the number 3 since I'm third strongest. Our pack consists of 18. It's small but quite large for being only rogue werewolves. That's right rogue, the abandoned, the hated, the forgotten. At least I thought we were forgotten until the day my master was attacked by another pack, a traditional one. They never leave us alone they think there's something not right with us! I disagreed with this for most of my life but that was before I met..." 3 was stolen from her family and forced to become a rogue werewolf now when a pack comes and tries to save her and the fellow members she finds out that the alpha is actually her mate! 3 needs to decide whether or not her master was right all along or if she'll go from being a rogue to becoming a Luna!