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Blondes Humour

Ich habe meinen behinderten Ehemann in der Hochzeitsnacht aufgeweckt!

# 1V1 # FONDNESSOVERTIME Shi Qians Stiefmutter stellte ihr eine Falle und zwang sie, einen vegetativen Mann zu heiraten. Es gab drei gute Dinge an ihm. Er war reich, gut aussehend ... und er konnte nicht aufwachen! Fu Sinian, der mehr als drei Jahre lang im Koma gelegen hatte, wachte auf und stellte fest, dass er plötzlich eine Frau hatte. Seine zierliche Frau war blond, schön und hatte lange Beine. "Wenn du mich nicht liebst, brauche ich dich nicht!" sagte Fu Sinian und warf kalt die Scheidungspapiere weg.***Nicht lange danach wurde der berühmte Shi Qian auf einem Foto in dem luxuriösen Auto des Großindustriellen Fu Sinian erwischt. Fu Sinian stellte dies öffentlich klar und sagte: "Fräulein Shi und ich sind miteinander bekannt": "Seid ihr nur Bekannte? Sie werden beide im selben Auto herumgefahren! Wir warten darauf, dass du uns mit deinen Worten ins Gesicht schlägst, junger Meister Fu! Neun Millionen Fans schauen zu und warten!" Wenig später wurde der in den Kreisen beliebte Shi Qian wieder einmal dabei fotografiert, wie er zur gleichen Zeit wie Fu Sinian das Hotel betrat und erst nach drei Tagen wieder herauskam. Fu Sinian stellte erneut klar: "Fräulein Shi und ich sind nicht in einer solchen Beziehung. Wir sind nicht zusammen. "Netizens: "Herr Fu muss bei seinen Bemühungen versagt haben! Wenn es ein Mädchen gibt, mit dem der junge Meister Fu in dieser Welt nicht umgehen kann, dann ist es seine Göttin Shi Qian!"Dreißig Millionen Fans aßen weiter Popcorn und sahen sich das Drama an! Später wurde Shi Qian, die zweihundert Millionen Fans hat, bei der Preisverleihung für die beste Schauspielerin krank! Fu Sinian betrat langsam die Bühne, umarmte Shi Qians Taille und sagte: "Vielen Dank für die Anteilnahme aller. Frau Fu ist schwanger mit unserem zweiten Kind!"Alle zweihundert Millionen Fans waren verwirrt. Die schöne Shi Qian war mit ihrem zweiten Kind schwanger? Sie verfolgten die ganze Zeit, wie sich das Drama entwickelte! Wann haben sie denn nicht mehr mitgemacht?
Wisps of blue smoke · 38.9K Views

Kiltering Mayhem

Front page is "CAMELLIA LORRAINE SALOUN" - "LORY". Next in line are, ORIANA, CITRONELLA, The RECEPCIONIST, THE NOT SO OLD HAG and QUEEN MIREYA, (THE BLONDE YOUNG MAN and THE ALBINE are ready, Comment if you want to see any specific character). (I am working on the Æzh'Xinder) After having his Military Service extended from four to twenty two years due to an administrative error, "Drïekvïer", Better known as "Trektör" or "The Nightmare Of The Farioth", is abruptly forced to stop his deployment, all because the change of a law in the Nation he chose to live in. Said law forbid anyone under 78 years to be in active militar duty, him being almost 45 and considered a Veteran doesn't help him in the slightest to make an exception. With this unexpected development, he decide to try something new by taking the "Talent" test of the neighboring country in order to obtain a Profession and qualify for one of the most prestigious Academies in the gigantic planet of "Clarattoia". To achieve this, is mandatory to have a score of "7", of a maximum of 22.5, after all, with out a Profession is impossible to access "Protocol" and nurture the hidden beast inside all of us. Additional information: NO CHEATS NO PLOT ARMOR NO VANILLA EASY LIFE (So Don't Get Fooled By The Start) If you want a story in which there is face slapping of dumb characters or everyone is friendly after a few random words, This is not for you. There is a bit of everything in this story, so be prepared, is the only warning anyone is going to get. Lastly, I am not an English native speaker, so any mistake i make, feel free to point it out so I can correct it as soon as possible.
Marshack · 6.4K Views

Reign of Obsession

King Niklaus Mikaelson, a name that resonated with both fear and reverence across the Mythralian Peninsula, was a figure shrouded in a dark, commanding aura. His reputation as the most ruthless and strongest ruler had been etched into the annals of history through countless conquests and acts of sheer dominance. The Kingdom of Emberlyn, his seat of power, had become a formidable force under his iron-fisted rule, expanding relentlessly as he sought to unite the entire peninsula beneath his banner. Niklaus was a man who wielded authority like a weapon, his charisma a tool for bending others to his will. To the world, he was the epitome of power and allure, the man every woman desired and every rival feared. Yet, beneath his striking exterior and regal bearing lay a darkness as deep and unyielding as the obsidian blade he kept sheathed at his side. In the resplendent Kingdom of Aquarion, where the gentle whispers of the wind and the serene beauty of the landscape paint a portrait of tranquility, Princess Emily Wilson stands as a luminous enigma. As the eldest and middle daughter of King Wilson, Emily is a figure both revered and shrouded in mystery, a living legend whose beauty is spoken of in hushed, reverent tones. Emily’s physical beauty is legendary, though it remains largely unseen by the world beyond her family. Her rare blue eyes, deep and mesmerizing, are said to capture the essence of the sky and the sea, reflecting a depth of emotion and intelligence that transcends mere appearance. Her blonde hair, a cascade of sunlit strands, frames her face with a halo of ethereal light, adding to her mystique. To those who have glimpsed her, Emily is a vision of unparalleled grace, a princess whose beauty is as captivating as it is elusive. Yet, Emily’s allure extends far beyond her physical appearance. She embodies a unique blend of wisdom, strength, and purity, qualities that make her a formidable presence in her kingdom. Her wisdom is profound, her decisions guided by an insight that belies her years. She approaches her role with a sense of purpose and clarity, balancing the weight of her responsibilities with the grace of a true leader.
Weirdo_Python · 26.4K Views

It's Just A Picture (BL)

(MATURE CONTENT) Threesome arc? - Right here A weak, adorable, and low self-esteemed MC with an awful past, a trauma breaking him down every second and controling his life, just before he meets his 'suns', and later gains confidence and starts loving himself again arc? - Right here. Yeah, you read that right. Twin brothers who radiate like the sun and are very possessive of the MC, putting his happiness above everything arc? Gosh, look no further, you're in the right place. This story is just for you, so open it and read to your heart's content. ****** Synopsis I was just a no-name photographer who was trying hard to make a living, but then I got tangled with 'them'. My life, as it was, had always been nothing but a nightmare, living a cursed life that wasn't fit to be called a life. I had no chances with love, connections, or anything. Nothing! And after drawing my last straw, trying to make a final effort that would maybe lead me somewhere other than dirt, I met them again. They - the twins - were my childhood friends whose lives I had ruined with my presence, and I was scared to ruin it a second time, so I tried to stay away from them but... They had other plans. 'When angels dream.' That was what I called the picture. The beautiful portrait was filled with serenity as that blond Italian man gazed into the distance and was showered with the soft petals of cherry blossom. The beautiful picture I had 'stolen'. Yeah, that's the word. I stole it because I didn't ask for permission first. But this is how it unfolded. At first, I took the picture without asking because I was so mesmerized by the scenery, and completely breathtaking, but then I got caught but it wasn't by the same man. They looked alike and wore the same clothes but I could tell right away that he wasn't him. Nevertheless, I apologized. "I'm deeply sorry." I said but then, the man whom I had stolen a picture from walked up behind me and said, "To think such a day would come." I turned around and blinked, looking at the man in front of me and then at the one behind me. They were identical twins. And not only that ... My heart shook... They looked like the twins I had known back then. "What's the matter?" The one in front asked with a bright smile that I was so compelled to take a picture of him and I did. He blinked at my confused expression and then burst out laughing. A sweet and cheerful laugh that made me blush. he looked really handsome. They both did, with their blonde hair which shone like gold with the suns radiation and a charming smile. I found my heart racing at the mere sight of that smile and almost forgot the situation I was in. "I see you haven't changed at all." He suddenly said, swiped my hair back and added, softly, "Hyung." My eyes widened. These two... It couldn't be... They weren't the twins, right? The twins that I knew. They... How did this happen? I just wanted a picture, that's all. ****** Thank you all for diving into this story. Note, the smut doesn't officially start right away till the later chapters but I didn't leave the readers without some sweet candies either, so along the line, there were a bunch of 'actions' between MC and the twins, huhu. His denial knew no bound but his body still won in the end, haha. Anyway, if you find waiting for updates too long, and you haven't checked out my other books, please do. There's also a threesome arc in the first one below. And it's completed too. What a score! 1) Alpha, Alpha, Beta? I transmigrated into an Omegaverse as a boy? [Completed] Check out the continuation of number one, It's the next generation, that is, their kids 2) To Byul (Omegaverse) [Ongoing ]
Byul_Byre · 608.8K Views

Saga of Atlantis

"Hah..Hah.." In the midst of what seemed like a battlefield, a young boy with white hair knelt on the ground, struggling to catch shallow breaths. A short sword pierced his heart, his arms and legs were broken, making him unable to stop the crimson blood from coloring the ground. "That's what you get for betrayal," a red-headed teenage boy sneered as he stood before him. "A pathetic person like you could never be my brother," added a purple-haired girl, her voice seething with anger, as she stood alongside the redhead. With great effort, the young boy shifted his gaze forward. He could see many familiar faces in front of him—his so-called family, his so-called friends but his gaze remained fixed on her. "Wh..y, A.nna," he uttered with immense difficulty and sorrow in his voice, his vision blurring as he locked eyes with the blonde-haired girl, who regarded him with emotionless eyes. "I did that so I could save you," he said, his voice gradually growing louder. "I DID THAT SO YOU COULD LIVE!" he shouted, making everyone present flinch in fear. "I never asked you to do this" the blonde-haired girl replied, her words crushing the very soul of the boy. "A...nn.a," the young boy whispered one last time, a small tear slipping down from his eye as he breathed his final breath. ================================ Neil survived eight grueling years in a post-apocalyptic world only to die and be reincarnated in the body of Eden Morton, a character from a game he used to play as a teenager, by an unknown entity for unknown reasons. Eden's life was a pitiable one, plagued by the constant manipulation and betrayal of those around him – whether it was the princess, the famed hero, or even his very own family. Eden died without ever experiencing genuine love. Now, as Neil took over, he was determined to embark on a new journey, seeking the one thing he and Eden never had : a life worth living. ================================ [Discord link :- Invite/5Vgw4JCrBW]
Noob6_writer9 · 1.7M Views

Shadoww

Hi, I’m Liam Remmick, and this is the story of how I killed my father, Steve Nazar—a total douche bag. If you’re gonna listen, I better start from the beginning. Don’t worry about spoilers; I don’t care if I ruin a thing or two. My mom, Shayla Remmick, left me at a young age, and I’ve been fending for myself ever since. She died when I was ten, so yeah, you can guess the rest. Unlike other kids with amazing dads, mine’s an absolute asshole. He fucked my mom, rejected her when she got pregnant, and then tried to eliminate us. Nice guy, right? Mom died protecting me from his assassins. Father of the year. After her death, I bounced between foster homes until they got tired of me. Now, I live in a cave with bats instead of cockroaches—it’s a win, right? I’ve learned to handle them. When I’m not eating bat meat, I hunt for mushrooms, snails, and wild boars—though I’ve only caught broken bones so far. Don’t judge me; I’m an eleven-year-old living alone. ……………………………..✍️ A blond-haired man in his fifties stands combat-ready, wielding a sword against a grey-haired man. The grey-haired man, Seth, has a one-bladed scythe floating beside him. “Each time we do this, you’re always the one on the ground. Don’t you think you should give up?” Seth asks, smirking. “This time will be different. I’ll wipe that smirk off your face, Seth,” Steve replies. Their blades clash, sparks flying as they exchange blows. “You’re still as reckless as ever, Steve,” Seth says, dodging a wild swing. “And you’re still as arrogant,” Steve retorts, landing a kick that Seth barely blocks. The two combatants dance across the battlefield, their movements lightning-fast. Seth summons a swirling vortex of shadows, attempting to ensnare Steve. But Steve counters with his “Ten Thousand Swords” technique, unleashing a barrage of sword strikes that shred the shadows. Seth leaps back, avoiding the attacks by mere inches. “You’ve improved.” Steve sneers. “Not enough to take you down?” Seth smiles grimly. “We’ll see.” With a swift gesture, Seth unleashes a wave of dark energy. Steve counters with his sword, channeling a burst of light energy. The two forces collide, unleashing a shockwave that shakes the ground. Their battle rages on, neither warrior yielding. …………………………….. ✍️ Welcome back. This story isn’t about them; it’s about me. You’ll meet them soon enough. So, do I have your attention? Good! Isn’t this a story you want to see to the end? Let’s begin. Oh, and this story’s called Shadow.
Chime_Chinonso_ · 4K Views

Contract marriage with a Demon.

Thank you for choosing My Demon who loves me. Hope you will enjoy it as I did writing it. just a bit bringing of this unique novel. The alarm pierced the air, shattering the silence. Dohe's eyelids fluttered open, and she hesitated before slowly sitting up. With a gentle touch, she pressed snooze, quieting the reminder she had set the night before. Dohe stood up, still wearing her pajamas, and slipped on her bunny slippers. Her mind began to drift to the past, memories she had tried to lock away for 14 years. The sound of an ambulance was the first thing she heard when she tried to recall that tragic night. As she turned, she saw her younger self, hair packed in two ponytails, eyes swollen from excessive crying. Dohe's voice trembled as she pleaded, "Mom..." She knelt beside her mother's lifeless body, tears streaming down her face. The sound of shattering glass broke the spell, returning Dohe to the present. "The past you try to run from is what always comes to meet you." Dohe's life was a testament to those words. At 11, Dohe lost her parents in a tragic accident. Adopted by the influential Lucretia Family, she grew independent but struggled to shake off the pain. Fourteen years had passed, but memories of her parents lingered. Dohe yawned, covering her mouth, and walked to the mirror. A faint smile crossed her lips as she gazed at her reflection. She took a towel from her wardrobe and headed to the bathroom. After her bath, Dohe got dressed and picked up her bag. Her unique, soft hair framed her face. She recalled her parents' death on her 11th birthday, the last time she saw them. That fateful night, her parents received a call from the office, leaving Dohe behind. "We'll be back before you know it," they promised. But they never returned. Dohe waited, calling them repeatedly until a police officer answered. "Little girl, calm down... Your parents were in an accident... They didn't make it." Dohe's world shattered. Back in the present, Dohe's reverie was interrupted by a voice. "Where is she? I heard something break." A girl in her early twenties greeted an elderly woman. Dohe emerged from her room, hair cascading down her back, carrying a designer black bag. "Grandma, I'm going to the office. Don't forget your hospital appointment." As Dohe left, she called her manager, Lisa. A car pulled up; it was Lisa. "Miss Dohe, where are you headed?" Dohe entered the car, and Lisa informed her about a dinner meeting arranged by her grandmother. Dohe's annoyance grew. She called her grandmother, Majojo, who confirmed the dinner plans. Dohe was frustrated but had no choice. At the restaurant, Dohe met a man, Yehosua, who had booked the place for a private meeting. His blonde hair and brown eyes caught her attention. As Dohe entered, Yehosua read a newspaper, ignoring her. "Who are you?" he asked harshly, without looking up. Dohe introduced herself, and Yehosua's gaze remained fixed on the paper. A waiter interrupted, delivering cake. Yehosua's interest shifted, but Dohe was annoyed. "Can I sit?" she asked. Yehosua's sarcastic "No" fueled her irritation. Dohe took a seat, and Yehosua finally looked up. His handsome features surprised her. She wondered if he knew it was her birthday. Just as Dohe reached for the cake, a group of gang members burst in. Dohe slipped and fell, but Yehosua caught her, saving the cake with his other hand. As Dohe rushed to the washroom, she couldn't shake off Yehosua's handsome image. Meanwhile, the gang leader threatened Yehosua, who remained calm, focused on his cake. Yehosua's priorities puzzled the gang leader. "Can't someone eat cake in peace?" Yehosua asked, taking another spoonful. The leader's anger grew, and Yehosua's determination to savor the cake seemed almost... deadly. To know what happens next download or add to library Maring a Demon. by contract .
Favour_ada_14 · 1.6K Views

Sword in Stone

Artie had lived her whole life feeling like a joke. Whether it came to her full name, her parents ‘abandoning’ her and her next door neighbours taking her in, or finding out that her lover was part of a cult and was cheating on her. Said lover then stabbed her. It felt like she just couldn’t catch a break. So when she found herself in a puddle of her own blood, staring up at a fake painted sky, she could only find humour in the situation, and prayed that the next life was kinder. Only she woke up. In the same body, with the same stab wound, only in a world full of magic, swords, and a dead King Arthur? Yup. The round table existed, the knights existed, and so did everyone of legend that she’d heard about as a child. Only it was the beginning of their tales. Nothing had happened yet, except the formation of Camelot, the crowning of the King, and then the sudden death of the King of Legend, King Arthur Pendragon. She would have thought this was another cruel joke if everyone wasn’t wandering around in mourning clothes. If this was a practical joke, it wasn’t a very funny one. Artie was tired. She’d already spent almost a decade working as a police officer, and then a detective, so she felt like she had earned her peace. Especially after all the shit she’d been put through, but someone had different plans. And Artie’s life wasn’t quite done yet. In fact, it seemed like in the eyes of the creatures of this world, this was where she was always meant to be. The time she spent getting her ass handed to her in the other dimension? Just a warm up. And now she was expected to just…go along with what everyone else wanted her to do? Including magical beings who were responsible for taking her from one dimension to another. Artie felt like she was in over her head, even if there were several concerned, attractive knights around her. She wasn’t sure if she was going to run away from all the new responsibilities, or embrace them. She wasn’t a rule breaker by nature, but maybe now was the time to change?
CalyB · 106.6K Views

I Am Tired Of Being A Hero

“Have you ever wished that a truck would hit you and you would transmigrate into a world filled with swords and magic? Perhaps you wished that you would be a hero, defeating the villains, protecting the land, and receiving all sorts of admiration and love from the people. I would give you one piece of advice. Perish that thought.” -Ravi West *** Ravi West was a hero of indisputable esteem. As a Sentinel, he traveled the Realms, killing villains and saving entire civilizations. His job was everything to him. Until Luxor. Luxor changed everything. Luxor changed him. Ravi was done. The tiredness etched into his bones. He laid down his mantle and vanished. He chose the most boring planet in his memory for his retirement, except this Earth was not like the one he remembered- Nests, monsters, superheroes, and villains filled the streets but that was not his business. He has a plan, a quiet, uncaring life filled with wine, food, and books. But the New Captain at the Bureau seemed to enjoy shattering all his carefully laid plans. He was the most annoying person Ravi had ever met, blonde hair, the most beautiful blue eyes, and a sunny smile, the righteous Arlen Sinclair constantly got involved in cases much bigger than him, dragging Ravi along into his Shenanigans. **** Grumpy, Cynic Shou who doesn't care if the world burns× Golden Retriever, Righteous Gong who is the first to bring the bucket to save the burning world. #Foundfamily #Sliceoflife, #crime, #mystery, #Superheros, #OverpoweredMc, #Protagonistfallsinlovefirst #MutualPampering #Powercouple #Superpowers #Cooking #Farming #yaoi #Detectives #Villains [This book is participating in the WSA contest] Disclaimer: The book cover to be taken down at owner's request.
Dark_Scholars · 952.4K Views

This is the life of a girl who wants to be a lady in a rocking chair

When I awoke, I was in a place that wasn’t my room. silk pillow beneath my head, and rich tapestries hanging on the walls. I tried to sit up, but my body felt heavy, like it wasn’t mine. I had somehow been reincarnated into a body—the third daughter of the Marquis?! life as the third daughter of the Marquis family was peaceful. Nothing extraordinary ever happened. I spent my days in the comfort of my family's estate, away from the hustle and bustle of court life. My father, though distant, provided for us, and my sisters—while not always the most agreeable—had their own lives to focus on. I was content, living quietly, with no desire for anything more. That is, until I stumbled upon a book. A beautiful cheap novel that talks about a main character who is trying to survive. But I never imagined that the world I read about would collide with my own life. One evening, my father summoned us all to the drawing room. His tone was unusually serious, and the moment I entered, I could feel the tension in the air. He stood at the center, his gaze fixed on something—or someone—I couldn’t see yet. “I have an illegitimate daughter,” he announced, his voice steady but with a hint of something else beneath it. I froze. The words barely registered at first. But then, as he continued, I realized something that made my heart race. The girl he spoke of, this Aorbel, matched the description from the novel I’d read to the smallest detail. “Her name is Aorbel,” my father continued, “and due to the circumstances, she will now be recognized in society as my daughter.” I watched as a delicate figure stepped forward—a girl with platinum blonde hair that shimmered with a faint pinkish hue, and amber eyes ! she appeared. She was small, fragile-looking, her body almost too delicate to belong in such an imposing space. But it was the way she spoke that caught me off guard. "H-hello..." she stuttered, her voice trembling slightly as she introduced herself. "I-It's nice to m-meet you all... M-my name is Aorbel." The name echoed in my mind, and I felt my pulse quicken. Aorbel—the heroine of the novel. I had read about her, followed her story. She was the one who was shunned, rejected, and Her sisters are going to die! Literally! Over some bullshit! Aorbel was real. And worse, her fate was tied to mine. I remembered the novel’s ending. Aorbel’s sisters would all perish!. *I* would perish. Suddenly, the quiet life I had built for myself felt like it was slipping through my fingers. I wasn’t about to sit by and wait for a fate I’d already read about. So, I did what I thought was the only logical thing: I ran. I fled to the countryside, to the village of Hayat, where no one would know my name or my family. There, I lived a quiet life—just like I had always wanted. I had no titles, no expectations. I could finally breathe. But even in the peace of Hayat, trouble had a way of finding me! RIGHT? ............ but...why..i'm here ? , I didn’t know whether to laugh or cry at the absurdity of it all. How had my life become so tangled with these nobles, these politics? When I stood before the king, I kept my composure. “It is my duty, Your Majesty,” I said, trying to maintain the calm facade I had perfected. But inside, my mind was racing. *This wasn’t supposed to happen. I just wanted a peaceful life!* The king smiled , but there was an unsettling gleam in his eyes. “Your service has been invaluable, Lady Kevoyal Orilord,” he said, as if my life had been part of some grand design all along. I wanted to scream, to tell him that I had no interest in titles, in recognition, in any of it. But there I stood, accepting the medal, caught in a web of fate I had never wanted. ! SOMONE PLEASE SAVE ME ! And so, the girl who only wanted a quiet life in a rocking chair found herself tangled in something much more complicated than she had ever imagined!!!!
Car0linEL · 2.7K Views

IRIS Mystery

In a world filled with different people. I'm one of the most different people you will ever see. I live with my uncle and his wife with their five kids. I got adopted into the family when i lost my parents in an accident that took their lives on the same day two years ago.as at then it was sixteen years birthday. They were actually coming to pick me up from highschool to take me out on my birthday but they died on their way, ever since then my life have been hell. Everyone sees me as a cursed child everyone just hates me. Today i turned eighteen years old. I've hated birthday since i lost my parents. Although today I'm a bit happy that I'm turning eighteen cause i now have the right to leave my uncles house. Since i woke up I've been staring at the ceiling thinking of what to do on this day a then i heard a voice "make a wish" i just obeyed and closed my eyes " I wish to have something that no one has and can ever have something beyond imagination, something mysterious, extraordinary and magical. I wish for love " After i made this wish i felt an adrenaline rush through me giving me chills and goosebumps all over my body. I stood up from the bed and went to the bathroom to get ready for the day. Although i felt this sharp pain on my back which i quickly ignored, i took off my clothes and stepped inside the bathroom. I adjusted the water temperature to how i like it and i turned it on while humming a song. The first splash on my body was so refreshing. I let my hair down and as the waters flowed down my body cooling every nerve in my bones. But then all of a sudden i felt this sharp pain that made me scream and fell to the ground and then i saw something like feathers wrapped around me. It all felt like an illusion. I felt the pain quickly subside and i gradually stood up. What seemed like feathers was actually attached to back. I looked through my left shoulder and saw wings on my back. I doubted it and went to front of my bathroom mirror and to my greatest surprise there was wings directly coming out from my skin it had colour like flames a mixture of red and gold. My hair which was normally shoulder length blonde was now long down to my waist and was now red with gold edges. My eyes were literally flaming it was sparkling. I held my mouth from screaming this is theoretically impossible. I heard when my door burst open and i was naked in my bathroom confused. All of a sudden the wings and hair everything changed back to normal. It was no one else that barged into my room but toby, one of my cousin's. I quickly dragged a towel and hid by my bathroom door but he already saw me. Toby is one of the people i dislike because he has always wanted to have his way with my body this has gotten me really scared of being home alone. I caught a sinister smile on his face and he went back and locked my door and placed the keys in his pocket. I ran out from the bathroom and hid by my bed wrapping myself with my blanket "i never knew today will be my lucky day " as he spoke he walked towards me. "Who would have thought that i and oris would be the only ones at home today" upon hearing this i shivered " i like what i just saw ".He licked his lips "please toby don't hurt me " i could hear my heart racing and my eyes were watery "i really don't care if i do" the more he got closer i shifted backwards until i reached the wall and no where to run to i burst into tears pleading with him not to hurt me but he gave deaf ears, he dragged the blanket away from me and threw me on the bed. I was fighting to run away but he climbed on me and tried forcing me to kiss him and i bit him " you bitch" he punched me on the face and i could taste something thick i guessed it was blood "you are gonna pay" the next moment he was kicking off his pant. I kept on fighting and kicking but it couldn't do anything on his frame instead it angered and he smacked my cheeks and punched me several times until i got weak but i still struggled. Gradually
Mystery_Fire · 1.3K Views

Various Threads of Fate

In the bustling heart of New Delhi, Dhruv Sharma is a man with a past that has left him wary of trust and friendships. At 27, he’s dedicated to his work in an IT company and his family's well-being, but beneath his calm exterior lies a history of betrayal that keeps him isolated from the world. Assigned to a high-stakes project, Dhruv is forced to collaborate closely with his colleagues—Karan, whose humour lightens the office mood; Aryan, his dependable friend; and Ananya, a curious and caring soul who begins to see the cracks in Dhruv’s armour. However, when Dhruv’s silence during a crucial moment leads to a misunderstanding, tensions flare, especially with Ananya, who starts to question if she ever truly knew him. As past traumas resurface and personal boundaries are tested, Dhruv finds himself at a crossroads: Will he continue to let his fear of betrayal dictate his life, or will he take a chance on the fragile bonds of friendship that are forming around him? And as Ananya grapples with her feelings, will she discover the truth behind Dhruv’s guarded nature, or will their connection crumble under the weight of unspoken words? An ongoing serialized fiction exploring the complexities of trust, the shadows of past betrayals, and the possibility of redemption through unexpected friendships. But as the story unfolds, one question remains: Can Dhruv break free from his fears, or will he forever remain trapped in the echoes of his past?
kushalsingh9838 · 2.8K Views
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