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Starting With The End

“Let’s make things right now, shall we?” An otaku, socially awkward, 20 years old Airi Shin, was peacefully living her university life, without a hitch. Until her life changed overnight, as she faced an accident on Christmas by a white car running over her. Soon the light before her eyes started to fade away. But when she woke up, she found herself somewhere she wasn’t supposed to be. While she was wondering when and how she landed up there, a man came to her, offering her a chance. To make everything right where it went wrong, and change her fate. Getting to know her entire situation, she met new people, some new situations, and some new feelings bloomed. —————— “That guy is a threat to her, and I will do anything to prevent them from meeting, even if they are fated, to protect her smile,” Ryo swore to himself, while seeing a bright smile on Airi’s face. —————— “I know it might be rude of me now, but can I be your acquaintance once again?” Carter expectantly asked Airi, when the bright moonlight poured over her, making her the most beautiful in the world. —————— “Get the hell out of my sight! Get out! You should’ve been dead all along!” Airi was never bothered by any harsh words, and Shiro was no one to her. Yet somehow, him saying all of this while looking at her with hatred, pierced her heart so badly that she couldn’t stop the tears rolling down her eyes. —————— “I won’t let your lifetimes be filled in despair ever again, I will help you to resolve your regrets in every lifetime, so can it be me?” eyes filled with emotions, Ryo said it to her. And there is this voice, which keeps ringing in her head. A voice so deep, pleading to her every time on her deathbed. “Don’t go! Don’t die on me again!” “I don’t deserve to be by his side, but I want to… and it hurts…” Airi broke into tears, while nature was also harmonizing with her, pouring rain. So many loose ends to tie, so many regrets to resolve. Amidst all of this, will Airi be able to make her life better? Will she be able to deal with the unknown yet oddly familiar events unfolding before her? In between all of this, will their love really bloom? Or it will dry out before that, and fade away in the pages of their lives? —————— Yosh, y'all! This is my very first attempt to write something down. And it’s totally my imaginary world, where I used a tid-bits of reality, so if anything hurts or triggers you, allow me to let you know that whatever I did here, totally for the sake of my story, and of course no harm intended. Caution alert! There are multiple male leads, but who would be the main lead that is the question! Say it love triangle, rectangle, pentangle, whatever you fit ;-; *The cover photo is something I found and edited according to my choice and preferences, so definitely credits to the rightful owner!* Join my discord: https://discord.gg/22JepJWX4D IG: @namcandy101 FB: https://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=100073239561050 (Search Nam Candy)
NamCandy · 109.8K Views

the start of it all

In the bustling streets of Delhi, 16-year-old Ravi discovered something about himself that would change his life forever. Born and raised in the heart of the city, Ravi always felt a deep connection to the culture and history of the Rajputs, the warrior caste of Hinduism known for their bravery and loyalty. One day, while exploring the ancient temples and ruins scattered throughout the city, Ravi stumbled upon a group of priests performing a sacred ceremony. Mesmerized by the ritualistic chants and colorful offerings, he felt a sense of belonging wash over him. It was then that he realized he was meant to be a part of this ancient religion that had shaped the history of his people. As Ravi delved deeper into the teachings of Hinduism, he discovered a world filled with gods and goddesses, legends and myths, and a profound sense of spirituality that resonated with his soul. He spent hours studying sacred texts and meditating in quiet temples, seeking guidance and enlightenment from the divine. But as Ravi immersed himself in his newfound faith, he also uncovered a mystery that would challenge his beliefs and shake the foundations of his faith. Dark whispers of ancient curses and long-forgotten secrets haunted his dreams, leading him on a dangerous quest to unravel the truth behind the legends of the Rajputs. With each step he took, Ravi's resolve grew stronger, fueled by his unwavering faith and determination to uncover the mysteries of his heritage. As he delved deeper into the shadows of the past, he discovered that the true power of Hinduism lay not in ancient rituals or sacred traditions, but in the strength and courage of those who dared to challenge destiny and forge their own path. And so, as Ravi stood at the crossroads of fate, he knew that he had found his true calling as a warrior of the spirit, bound by the timeless bond of faith and destiny that had guided his ancestors for generations. And as he embraced his newfound identity as a Hindu, he knew that his journey had only just begun, filled with mystery, adventure, and the eternal promise of enlightenment.
Ansh_singh_7250 · 219 Views

WORDS WE NEVER SAID

In a world where unspoken truths can weigh heavier than mountains, no one ever warned me about the danger of words left unsaid. I always thought I could handle it—breaking my heart seemed easier than breaking my mind, after all. But it turns out, the mind is a far more dangerous place than the heart. It doesn’t heal quickly, and it doesn’t forget. What happens when you leave words hanging in the air is that they start to fill every empty space, crowding out anything else, leaving only the residue of missed opportunities and what-ifs. My journal sat in front of me now, filled with everything I’d never said. All the words that could have changed something, anything. It was strange, how it felt so much easier to discard an entire journey than it did to let go of a single glance from yesterday. The words I left behind felt heavier than the pages I wrote them on. I didn’t even know why I kept writing anymore—maybe because it was the only place where I could finally speak, even if no one would ever read it. The reality of not saying things, of keeping my feelings buried, left a deeper scar than any conversation I never had. But what could I do? It’s not like the words would ever come, not now. What was left were the possibilities—the ones that never had a chance to come to life. A life where we could have made different choices, said the things we were too scared to say. But the past is a cruel thing to hang onto. It taunts you with the “what could have been” but never gives you any answers. And so, I sat there, sighing as I thought about how this was all I could do—curse the world, blame myself, and wonder if maybe there was something I could have changed. Maybe I could’ve found a way to let him know how I felt. Maybe I could’ve found the courage to stop pretending. But now, I was just left to face the weight of silence, and it felt as heavy as the words I could never speak. I thought I could be fine, that time would wash it all away—just move on, I told myself. But the more I tried, the more I found myself tangled in a web of thoughts that didn’t make sense. The days and nights we spent together were now just memories—snippets of laughter, quiet moments, little glances exchanged in the middle of the chaos, all trapped in the space between the confusion and the comfort of what used to be. I looked back, trying to make sense of it all, but it was like trying to hold water in my hands. The harder I tried, the more it slipped through my fingers. I regard all of us, how we all fall into this trap—how we’re all just people, trying to navigate this world with the hope that someone might catch us, that someone might finally understand what we didn’t say. Maybe we all end up here, stuck in the mess of things we wanted to say, but never did. And at the end of the day, there’s no one to blame but ourselves. We’re the ones who held back, who kept our truths hidden, all for the sake of protection, or pride, or fear. It’s easy to blame the world for the things that go wrong, but in the end, we’re the ones who let it go unspoken. And maybe that’s the hardest part—learning that we were the ones who stood in our own way.
silverstariii · 9.5K Views

Starting over from the Beginning

(Book 2 of the Controlling trilogy Series) Since the moment her mother would speak of the tales of a prince rescuing the princess from an impending danger to then live with her happily ever after, Cherry had dreamed and wished for her own prince charming on the white horse. Her dreams got even more deluded growing up watching Korean dramas and animes. She believed with her whole heart in the concept of finding her destined partner. Years passed, and she had finally found him, her own prince charming, her soulmate, and even got married to him. But what if one dreadful day had caused her to lose her memories concerning her prince charming, where she now has to get to know him all over again, trying to gather the lost pieces to fill the gaping hole in her mind? Her handsome husband had been patient throughout her memory loss, spoiling and loving her. He was flawless and Cherry was sure that her husband was the one for her. But why does his touch make her skin crawl? Why does his smile seem more deceitful with each passing day? The lost puzzle pieces that had begun to put themselves together formed the truth and left Cherry with a tough choice. Will ignorance become a bliss or will her happily ever after come crashing down? Warning: People who have read book 1 will know that this book won’t be for the weak-hearted. This book is an ample worse than the first one when it comes to manipulation, gore and overbearing, possessive male lead character, so be prepared. Uploading schedule: Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday and Thursday
TheGhastlyWriter · 37.2K Views
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