Cuddle Stories

"Kshatveer! Ruko!" Yashvi screameed I didn't stop. I pinned him against the stone fountain, my hand around his throat. I wasn't a student anymore; I was a monster protecting its prize. I landed another blow, and another, until the boy's face was a mess of red. "Kshatveer! Tum usey maar daloge!" Yashvi was pulling at my arm, her small hands useless against my strength. I turned, my eyes bloodshot. "Get inside, Yashvi. Go to the classroom. Now." "Nahi! Tum pagal ho gaye ho-" "ANDAR JAO!" I roared. Yashvi's POV As soon as I saw him walking toward me-looking all calm and princely again after beating someone to a pulp-I lost it. My "elegant" mask shattered. "Teri MKC!" I screamed, the most foul, tapori abuse flying out of my mouth. "Pagal hai kya tu? Kyun maara usey? Wo sirf baat kar raha tha! Tu hamesha aisa hi karta hai, kutta, kameena, psycho-" Kshatveer's POV I was in front of her in a second. I slammed my hand over her mouth, pinning her against the wall. The smell of copper from my bleeding knuckles was between us. "No, baby... no," I whispered, my voice a dark, possessive melody. "No gande words. Not from those beautiful lips." #1 in bestfriend ( date - 5 feb 2026) #1 in slow burn ( 6 feb 2026) Kshatveer× yashvi grumpy × foul calm× violent dominant× dominant but not in front of him king × his bestie. obsessed × mad Get bitten and she bites Arrange marriage,arrange by him Psychotic ml Fierce fl

STRICTLY SFW Reader is a lower ranking soldier, who unfortunately gets placed in the same room as him after an unfortunate fire. Chaos ensue. A collection of stories that take place in the same universe with the same pairing, you can read in any order though I'd recommend at least reading ch1 first, you can also choose if you see it as romantic/platonic! FREE PALESTINE 🇵🇸

A love He Was Never Meant To Feel

After getting lost in a forest, eighteen-year-old Atlas was attacked by two pythons. He didn't expect to survive as they coiled around his body and squeezed the life out of him. He also didn't expect some serpent-controlling boy with fangs, patches of sage scales across his skin, and vertical slits for pupils to save him. And he most certainly didn't expect the boy to bend closer to him, blink slowly, and whisper, "Pspspspspspsps." ----- Copyright, all right reserved © Anyone187 2025

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They were a family too strong for this world too pure, too loving. Maybe that's why destiny tried to break them. One tragic incident stole the first pillar of their happy home. And soon after, the other two followed, leaving behind only shadows of what once was. Now, Ranvijay, the eldest, stands as the reluctant protector. He never wanted the burden, but he couldn't let the pieces fall apart. Not when his younger brothers still needed to know what a family meant. Beside him is Rajeev, quiet and calm the anchor in Rudransh's storm. His music, his peace, his silent strength held them together when words failed. And Reyansh, the youngest the heart. A burst of colour in their grey world. He still knows how to laugh, how to love, how to bring light even when everything seems dark. But what they don't know is that one piece of their soul is missing . One brother, lost and raised in pain, far from the warmth he once belonged to. He grew up with harsh truths, unaware of the love that once waited for him and still waiting for him . But destiny always finds a way. And soon, the lost will return Bringing with him the storm... and the healing. You can start reading the book , because your author will not stop in between so , be free to shower your views . And enjoy . . . Join me in the incredible journey . . . One brother, lost and raised in pain, far from the warmth he once belonged to. He grew up with harsh truths, unaware of the love that once waited for him. But destiny always finds a way. And soon, the lost will return - Bringing with him the storm... and the healing.

{ 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐂𝐨𝐥𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐭𝐡 } ~ Slow updates The Coldest Warmth is a story of unlikely bonds, silent wounds, and the warmth that lingers beneath even the coldest of exteriors. Zaviyar Ali, disciplined and feared, grew up in a stable home but carries a storm within. When he crosses paths with Irtiza, a timid twelve-year-old boy unloved by his adoptive family and burdened by secrets-something in Zaviyar shifts. The boy's innocence chips away at the walls he's built, one chocolate bar at a time. But in a world where loyalty is twisted and family isn't always blood, warmth can be dangerous... and love, even more so.

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"Some women are poetry, Others are the cuts they leave behind." ______________ Tara's voice cut through the room like a blade. "I shouldn't have dated a fucking child. You're immature! Do you even realize-?" "I'm not a child," Ishaani snapped back, chest rising, pulse hammering. Tara's eyes narrowed, voice low and trembling with restrained fury. "The way you behave... it shows differently. I never should've been with you-" "I didn't beg you to, bitch," Ishaani shot, defiance in every syllable. Tara whirled, sharp as a whip. "Bitch?" Almost instantaneously spotting her fuck-up, Ishaani let out a breathless, involuntary "Oh-oh." Before she could recover, Tara's hand shoved her firmly against the door, making her spine echo the point. Her Hazel eyes glared like velvet knives. "A Bitch?....Definitely then...." She trailed off, as she let her hands wander along Ishaani's watch, "Fine, I'm the bitch. And you'd be lucky if you even get to sleep on the floor outside this bitch's room tonight." She spat venomously. ______________ What began as a harmless crush on her sister's best friend during a sultry, Delhi summer has ignited into a storm of worship and reverence, Ishaani can no longer pretend to oversee. Not when she forgets how to inhale, if Tara's cruel words and meticulously harsh demeanor isn't the one flipping her down. She met divinity in the eyes of the woman who destroyed her; Every glance, every brush of skin, every teasing word pulls her closer- and Tara Kapoor- political strategist, human right activist and an art curator-may be just as dangerously tempted. What happens when this tapestry of reverence hurls Ishaani into a whirlpool of extreme political vengeance and secrets the whole of Delhi NCR shan't whisper? ______________

*credits to cover artist* (from Pinterest) Tsuchigomori x Yako Sickfic🕷️✂️ Yako gets sick! ( I LOVE THEM THEY ARE SOO CUTE 🥰 ) I am very sorry if this is not similar to the manga/anime when they got sick 🥲 (Characters belong to AidaIro - TBHK) DSICLAIMER!! : Yako cries quite a lot in this fic due to Misaki dying and leaving her, she is terrified that anyone she cares for will leave her (MY BABY) :D

The Life Of Laksh An Eleven Year With His Strict Taekwondo Coach - Aka His Papa, Vaidik Arora! Peep in to know more!! Published on 06/05/2026

Shinkami fic!! Au: Shinsou in 1-A, no other change! My first fanfic!! A lot of sleepy confessions and cuddling, this is mostly fluff!! (Ongoing fic!)

So your favorite Pierrot is feeling... horny?

"Your zoning out again honey" Torin didn't come to camp to heal. He came because he had no choice. Closed off and drowning in silence, he expects nothing from the people around him-until he meets Liam, a quiet boy with a steady presence and a way of seeing him no one else ever has. Set in the quiet corners of a summer wellness camp, this is a story about anxiety, found family, and learning to breathe again when the world feels too loud. For readers who've ever felt too much, said too little, and still hoped to be held anyway. Any photos used are not mine, all rights go to original people.

Louis and Harry have always been more than friends. They've just never said it. So Harry writes it instead- hoping Louis never finds out. And maybe... hoping he does. Because some things, even left unsaid, have a way of finding their way back.

When Mundi finds herself alone with her thoughts, she realizes her admiration for Gabi isn't envy but love. Ft. Mundi, Gabi, Oto, Doki Disclaimer: All characters featured in this work are the property of Discovery Kids. I do not own any of the characters or the associated with Doki Adventures. This is a work of fan fiction; the events contained here are not canon to the official series. Thank you ♡

THIS IS MOSTLY FLUFF AND COMFORTTTT!!!! This is mainly going to be a Killer and Nightmare One-shot book but that's only because I feel more comfortable writing about them. if the request are closed you can still request something it just won be the priority and would take a couple of months. Also I'm not the best at writing smut and im not really comfortable with it so there won't be that many stories with it. If you want angst don't read this there is like non- Cover art by me! Also enjoy!

I CANT HANDLE THE WATTPAD CURSE SPARE ME ahah anyways creds to the person who made this pic also this will be a short story until further notice bc yes, also there will be 1000+ words a part!

SFW ONLY NOTICE: weaponised has been moved to it's own book FREE PALESTINE 🇵🇸