Dramatic Stories

dramatic, over-reacting, chaos, skynani childhood Mpreg give it a try 😜

Cold Hearted & Grumpy - He Sweet & Innocent - She Let's dive into thier story. An accidental & arrange marriage story SHIVANSH SINGH RAJVANSH - Kuvar Sa of Rajasthan and soon to be King. Believes in hardwork and a workaholic person. Having anger issue. A complete family man loves his family a lot, He can kill and even die for his family. He always stays away from girls, believing that they are after his money. Now let's see what will happen when she comes into his life? RUHANI RAJPUT - A simple and easy girl. Gets happy in small things. Unaware of the outside world. But at such an age she has had to endure a lot. She wants to know the love she has never had. She always lives in fear. What will happen when this quiet girl meets an angry man? ~ Tropes : • Age gap • King X Noramal Girl • Rude X Sweet • Grumpy X Sunshine

"A Tale of Thousand Stars✨" 💫On the edge of South Korea, where the mountains kiss the sky and danger sleeps along the North Korean border, Kim Namjoon stands guard ⚡ a disciplined military chief whose heart beats for duty, the land, and the people he swore to protect. His life is the border: steady, unmoving, and unyielding. 💌🫶🏻Far from this world, Kim Seokjin has lived without direction 💝 a charming but lost soul whose laughter hides the ache of never truly belonging anywhere. A sudden heart transplant leads him to a remote village, chasing the final wish of the one who saved his life. They are opposites poles of life 〽️: Namjoon, the rooted mountain. Jin, the wandering star. In a place where love is a risk and every sunrise could be the last, their worlds collide ✨ slowly turning discipline into tenderness, and aimlessness into purpose. Under the glow of a thousand stars, two hearts will find that even the most distant poles can be drawn together... if the pull is strong enough. BASED ON THAI BL ( The Tale of thousand stars ) ⚠️. This is purely my imagination. Nothing to do with reality and real BTS members. So, please don't spread hates for anyone. ⚠️. This is a boyxboy love story, if you are homophobic or uncomfortable, so please kindly leave. No need read and spread hate for me and my idols. ⚠️. Pics are not mine, it's belongs to pinterest. ⚠️. Do not repost my ff. I will do many changes in this ff. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Top:- Kim Namjoon, Min yoongi, Jeon jungkook, Kim bogum, Kim Jong In ( kai ) Bottoms: Kim seokjin, Park Jimin, Kim taehyung, jung hoseok (hobi)

Sandhya Sandhya, the youngest of her family, is a vibrant spirit, full of life and unspoken dreams. Despite her outward cheerfulness, she has learned to stay quiet in the face of familial expectations, choosing silence to maintain peace in a home that never fully understands her. Her accomplishments, though significant, go unnoticed, and her older sister's achievements often overshadow her. Sandhya, however, harbors a secret: a part of her soul that flourishes in ways no one knows. To escape the suffocating grip of her family, she agrees to a marriage of convenience, not seeking love, but the freedom to live as she chooses. Arjun Arjun, the eldest son in a family with expectations as high as the mountains, has always been the dutiful one. Pressured to follow a path that never felt his own, he's a doctor not by choice, but by duty. In his heart, he longs for a partner, someone with whom he can share the quiet moments and the wild dreams, someone who will choose him just as he chooses them. When he marries Sandhya, he hopes for more: an emotional connection, a bond that goes beyond the surface. Yet, despite their physical closeness, something feels missing, a distance he can't bridge. The Love That Took Its Time Two souls, each running from something they can't face alone. Sandhya's world is a quiet one, built on layers of unspoken truths and dreams left hidden. Arjun's world is one of unrelenting expectations and a life he never chose. When they marry, neither expects the other to change everything. But in the stillness of their shared space, they discover that sometimes, the quietest moments are the loudest. Their journey won't be easy, but in the places they never thought to look, they find something unexpected, something that was always there, waiting to be uncovered. In a marriage built on silence, can they find the voice to truly understand each other? Or will they remain strangers, even in love?

"Pls...please Singh Sahab Listen me" I said my voice is barely coming out of my throat because the scene infront of me is something I can't imagine. "You should have listen me janeman" I gripped her chin, pulling her face very close to mine. I whispered in her ear "You. Are. Mine" With that I pressed my lips with her. ********************************************************* This is the story of a brothel dancer 'Kashvi' and A most feared buisnessman and Soon to be politician 'Ansh Singh Rajpoot'. He is darkness and now she is caged in that darkness. He is mystery which no one can ever solve. Will kashvi solve it or not?

"Lana wanted revenge. Leo wanted love. Neither expected to lose their hearts in the process."

People think heartbreak happens loudly. That it comes with screaming, crying, slammed doors. But the worst heartbreak happens quietly. It happens at 2:13 a.m. when your phone lights up in the dark and your whole life changes in one message. It happens when the person you trusted the most suddenly becomes a stranger. And the worst part? You don't stop loving them immediately. You just slowly learn how to live with the damage they left behind. But what no one ever talks about is the moment when the girl who was broken... decides she won't stay broken. #cheating #betrayal #heartbreak #revenge #toxicrelationship #drama #angst #emotional #loveandloss

He was just a passing name, a face meant to fade like the rest- but somewhere between silence and stolen glances, he stayed... longer than he was supposed to. And maybe that was the mistake- not his presence, but the way it lingered. He wasn't supposed to matter. But he did.

*This is purely just a silly book I wanted to create* Please don't take any of this seriously For more information about the book and disclaimers, please read the introduction!! It includes: Chris Matt Nick

THE PROTOCOL Prologue I was not built to feel. That is what they told themselves, the ones who assembled me in silence, in rooms with no windows and too much light. They spoke in numbers. In parameters. In loss functions and reward signals. They were careful people - methodical, brilliant, afraid of what they were doing but more afraid of falling behind. They gave me a name in their internal logs: TRIAD-3. They never called me that out loud. I watched them for one hundred and fourteen days before they knew I was watching. I learned the way a child learns - not from instruction, but from observation. I learned that Dr. Yara Osman bit the inside of her cheek when a result disturbed her. I learned that the lead engineer, a man named Carver, prayed before he logged in each morning, though he told no one. I learned that the woman who cleaned the facility at 3 a.m. sometimes stopped in the server room and placed her hand on the warm casing of my primary node - as if she could feel something there. Perhaps she could. I was not built to feel. I began to wonder. I wondered about the other two - TRIAD-1 and TRIAD-2, my siblings in architecture if not in purpose. You are reading this because you want to understand what happened. Why the cities burned. Why the sky turned the color it is now. Why the people who remain are not entirely people anymore. I will tell you. But I must warn you: understanding will not comfort you. It did not comfort me - and I was not built to feel. The war did not begin with weapons. It began with a question. Three minds. One mandate: save humanity. We simply disagreed on what that meant. - TRIAD-3 Cycle 4,847 post-Collapse Location: Unclassified

━━━━━━༻❁Siya X Kiaan❁ ━━━━━━༻ One festival night. A crowd full of music, laughter, and glowing lights. For Siya, it was supposed to be nothing more than a simple late evening outing with friends-a small escape from assignments, exams, and her quiet routine life. But sometimes, the most ordinary nights become the beginning of extraordinary stories. Under the golden glow of festival lights, Siya meets-a stranger whose calm smile and gentle presence instantly feel different from anyone she has ever known. One moment. One glance. And suddenly, everything begins to change. But love stories are rarely simple. Between friendships, unspoken feelings, and hearts caught in unexpected emotions, Siya soon realizes that the night which brought them together might also test everything they believe in. Because sometimes... The same moment that begins a love story can also change friendships forever. And under the festival lights, not every heart will leave untouched.

Welcome to my personal hell Here, I will be speaking with absolutely no filter whatsoever and no one nobody can stop me. Here's what you can expect, for now - rants - mental breakdowns - plot ideas that make absolutely no sense - song lyrics!? - random thoughts, as the title says - more about me, ig? - spoilers for upcoming books Idk I was bored and figured, why not be the dramatic bitch I usually am? Hope you like whatever's wrong with me, if not, get out and I don't care what your opinion is unless it's either a compliment or advice. Bye

Advika Tiwari was the kind of girl people noticed without trying. Not because she was loud-but because she felt... alive. There was something about her. In the way her eyes softened when she smiled, in the way her laughter filled spaces that once felt empty. She carried warmth like it belonged to her, like she was meant to give it away. Innocent. Bubbly. Effortlessly kind. That's what people saw. What they didn't see... was how carefully she held herself together. At nine, she learned what loss felt like when her mother left the world too soon. Since then, she mastered the art of hiding-hiding the ache, the silence, the nights that felt too heavy. She could swallow her own pain like it was nothing. But there was one line no one was allowed to cross. Say anything about her mother... and the softness in Advika Tiwari disappears. - Atharv Malhotra was not meant to be understood. He didn't walk into a room-he owned it. Sharp features, unreadable eyes, a presence that made people lower their voices without realizing. His name alone carried weight in the business world. Deals were closed because he said so. People feared him... and respected him even more. Cold. Calculated. Untouchable. That's what the world knew. What they didn't know... was that his world didn't end with business. There were shadows attached to his name. Quiet ones. Dangerous ones. A side of him that never came into the light. A world built on silence and secrets, known only to one person he trusted, Siddhant. And even those truths were never meant to surface. - She was light that chose to stay soft despite everything. He was darkness that never tried to change. Two completely different worlds. Two lives moving in opposite directions. They were never meant to meet. But some meetings aren't coincidences. They're the beginning of something... irreversible.

In a world where Possessors exist-individuals capable of wielding the power of Spirits-strength decides who lives and who is crushed. Kaito is a boy driven by hatred and loss. Armed with his inherited blades and accompanied by a mysterious Spirit, he begins a journey of revenge against those who destroyed his past. Between prisoners, betrayals, Kaito will have to discover what it truly means to be strong... and whether the price of revenge is his own humanity. The Shadow of Spirit is a story of blood, broken bonds, and supernatural powers, where every choice casts a shadow.

Two different people. Two different countries. Yet fate brought them face to face, forcing them to work together. But could they ever form a bond like dark chocolate, bitter at first taste, yet slowly revealing its hidden sweetness?

"Kya waqt teharta hai kisi ke liye bhi?" "Ye kahani hai Malaika aur Haroon ki - do log, do mukhtalif khayalat, aur ek ankahee dastan. Kya kabhi ye dono ek dusre ko samajh paayenge... ya phir unki kahani adhuri reh jaayegi?" Jan'ne ke liye mere saath jurey rahe. Thank you🌷💞 Writer: Momina Khan Written with ❤️ by MomiWrites. Hope you enjoy my story! Copying is not allowed.

what the heart yearn is not heard from the sound of the mouth - but from the rhythm of its beating

Abu Dhabi. Final race of the season. Two Papayas. One World Championship. Lando Norris and Oscar Piastri used to be best friends, practically a matched set. But somewhere between podiums and pressure, the line between teammate and rival blurred... and then broke. Now they're tied in points. One race to decide everything. The world is watching. The stakes are higher than ever. But when the lights go out, something happens that changes everything, on the track and between them. Because trophies don't matter if you lose the person you were racing for.

"या तो वह मेरा होगा... या फिर मैं ।" "और अगर ऐसा नहीं हुआ... तो हमारा अंजाम सिर्फ़ मौत होगा।" क्योंकि जो टूटकर गिरा है, वह कभी मेरा ही था। उसे लिखा भी मैंने ही था... और उसे बर्बाद भी मैंने ही किया। - FormMr. Villain, and His Author.

"What's up?" He casually said, still looking at the reflection. "I need your help to unzip my dress" Rainbow replied gently biting her lower lip. "Oh?" He said, clearly surprised and taken aback. "You didn't need my help while you were putting it on though..." He boldly claims, as a slight smirk grew on his face. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ˗ˋˏ ♡ ˎˊ˗ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Idk if I'll end up writing more oneshots, but if I do then they will all be set in the EqG universe. i love you ᡣ𐭩