Strings Stories

Ugly Love by Colleen Hoover is a contemporary romance novel focusing on a raw, physical arrangement between Tate Collins and airline pilot Miles Archer. Miles, scarred by a tragic past, enforces two rules: never ask about the past and don't expect a future. The story explores the "ugly" side of love-pain, loss, and emotional baggage-as their intense connection breaks these rules

This story follows 16 Ultimate students stuck inside a killing game. The protagonist being a girl called Himari Ito. Are you ready to learn her story? This story contains heavy NDRV3 spoilers and the usual disclaimers for danganronpa, such as gore and things like that. If you don't want to read spoilers or be exposed to gore and heavy content, i advise you don't click this story. Read at your own risk. This is an OC-INSERT. So, meaning, Himari is an OC i worked on instead of an READER-INSERT. I do not own Danganronpa or anything related to this franchise. Himari belongs to me NDRV3 belongs to Kodaka. ♕ Best Rankings ♕ #1 out of 2.77k - SHUICHISAIHARA 3/26/26 #1 out of 1k - KOKICHIOMA 04/10/26 #1 out of 1.12k - NDRV3 04/13/26 #1 out of 4.56k - DANGANRONPAV3 04/22/26

She buried the truth to survive. He built an empire to forget her. Now, the ice is about to shatter. She is a billionaire heiress-icy, controlled, and haunted by a past she erased to protect them both. He is her family's fiercest rival: ruthless, magnetic, and missing one crucial memory-the woman who once set his world on fire. When a hostile merger forces them into a temporary alliance, she agrees for one reason only: he doesn't remember her. After a near-fatal accident years ago, he woke with a perfect mind-except for the woman who left without a word. To him, she is just a cold, dangerous equal. To her, he is the ghost she was ordered to forget. But as boardroom warfare ignites into stolen glances and late-night confrontations, the lies between them begin to crack. Because their first encounter wasn't business. It was survival. And the secret she carries isn't just about love-it's about the night someone tried to kill them both. In a game of power, passion, and amnesia, the most dangerous thing isn't losing control. It's remembering who you left behind.

You Y/N were an ordinary college student at (COLLEGE NAME). You were a great friend and had a friend trio. You were kinda the one who was mostly left out but it's fine! But you never knew they were using you.. You were quite the people pleaser, a naïve person but a smart person! Though people would usually take advantage of you without knowing.. including your 𝙛𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙣𝙙𝙨.. ..The spectre has taken advantage of this and now you're just a silly, innocent puppet on strings. You see the survivors as traitors. You remember some yet you would identify them as traitors no matter what.. Will you escape with them or.. will you continue being a puppet for entertainment for the spectre? Made in August 16 2025 Published in May 2026 Ended in ???

Just because you admire the fire does not mean you were made to burn in it. We are not meant to set ourselves alight for everything we adore. "Strings" is a collection of poems about invisible threads that live within us.

Mo Dao Zu Shi Fanfic Red Strings of Connection Final ARC Thirteen years after the war between the Prominent Sect and the Sun Shot Alliance, a mysterious arm containing Yin Energy has suddenly appeared, killing many innocent civilians and disciples. Ordered by his Sect Leader, Wei Sizhui embarks on a journey to investigate the mystery behind the arm's appearance. Along the way, he uncovers not only the truth about the arm but also the long-lost pieces of the past that everyone thought were gone forever.

After a battle, Ink and Error hear a child's cries. Upon hearing it, they rush over, for different reasons. What happens when they find this kid? Will Ink and Error go into peace for them? Will Ink know of the balance? Well, only time can tell.

he goes on a quest

I speak through inks.

When you turn 7 you get a string only you can see that flashes colors to represent the mood of your soul mate when in pain it flashes red Izuku "Deku" Midoriya has always had a blue, purple or flashing red string but halfway through his first year of middle school green was added Shoto Todoroki has had for most of his life head a blue, purple and red flashing string but around high school his string had less blue and purple and flashing red and had more green

When a violin prodigy and her idol cross paths, it can only be expected that their violins will cross strings, and that a life-changing experience will come out of it. EXTENDED SYNOPSIS INSIDE © 2016, saffyre116 cover made by the amazing and awesome @pathways_end !!

"Kai Fuduki. And you are?" I watched the strings snake toward his own hand, and knew there was no going back. "Mayim Fuduki, and I'm your sister." ***************************************** Mayim just escaped from a lab-reason why she was there, I'll let you know later. She ran into Kai during her escape. This is a story of a girl who made a split-second decision. ***************************************** This one's not a romance story, sorry if that's what you're looking for. I own none of the main characters except Mayim and Scarlet. The story is mine as well. Genres: Fanfiction, Fantasy, Superpowers

𝙒𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙄 𝙡𝙤𝙤𝙠 𝙞𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙢𝙞𝙧𝙧𝙤𝙧, 𝙄 𝙨𝙚𝙚 𝙖 𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙚𝙞𝙜𝙣 𝙤𝙗𝙟𝙚𝙘𝙩 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙗𝙖𝙘𝙠 𝙖𝙩 𝙢𝙚. 𝙄 𝙨𝙚𝙚 𝙖 𝙥𝙪𝙥𝙥𝙚𝙩 𝙗𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙙 𝙗𝙮 𝙢𝙚𝙩𝙖𝙡 𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙞𝙣𝙨 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙞𝙩𝙨 𝙚𝙮𝙚𝙨 𝙗𝙚𝙜𝙜𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙤 𝙗𝙚 𝙛𝙧𝙚𝙚. 𝙏𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙥𝙪𝙥𝙥𝙚𝙩 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙢𝙚. *** 𝘿𝙤 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙡𝙤𝙤𝙠 𝙖𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙧𝙚𝙛𝙡𝙚𝙘𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙬𝙤𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙧? 𝙒𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙡𝙞𝙛𝙚 𝙬𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙 𝙗𝙚 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙞𝙛 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙨𝙩𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨 𝙨𝙣𝙖𝙥𝙥𝙚𝙙? 𝙊𝙣𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙢𝙮 𝙧𝙚𝙛𝙡𝙚𝙘𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙄 𝙝𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙞𝙣 𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙢𝙤𝙣 𝙞𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙬𝙚 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙥𝙥𝙚𝙙. 𝙏𝙧𝙖𝙥𝙥𝙚𝙙 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙣𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙡𝙚𝙛𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙥𝙤𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙧. "𝙒𝙚 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙟𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙥𝙪𝙥𝙥𝙚𝙩𝙨 𝙖𝙛𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙖𝙡𝙡"

A Detroit! Tale timeline. Dexter, A sans-type skeleton was super bored in his home. He opened his phone and saw an anonymous message saying "Do you want to go to another AU?". He felt nervous and thinked about it for days. "Ok, here goes nothing" Dex replied to the anonymous message and said 'Ok?'. A portal opened after a few minutes he send the message. He looked his phone once again, an anonymous message was sent to him again. "There is no going back... Or somewhat". he jumped to the portal and teleported him to a grassland.

For you. For you who connects lives together each and every day. For you who loves and breathes each morning with a joyful glee. For you weaves each day anew. For you who sleeps without a fear. For you who cuts each string, separating fates. For you who's sleeping their life away. For you who's no longer sleeping nor waking. For you.

After Addi's accident; Shawn is the first to be there, the first to tell her she loves him and the first to kiss her. Addi has no idea who he is, but the aftertaste is sweet and unluckily; addictive.

When I was born, I always knew I was different. I knew other kids and other people couldn't see the strings that I see. But, somehow, the universe made me see strings. You're probably wondering what are these strings anyways? Strings are the connects between one person and another's soulmate. sometimes the soulmate is right next to you, across the country, across the world, and sometimes people don't have a soulmate at all. Here's my stringey story.

Angel?

In the gray and dirty streets of Rootsen, Columbia, a girl lies in the street, sleeping and alone. Her family left her at an orphanage, a few weeks old, because they wanted her to grow up happily and never know that they existed. After all, she was a mistake. But things only got worse. No one wanted a screaming, crying, snotty-nose baby. They always took the little four-year-old girls who seem nice and caring with pink bows in their hair. She was never adopted and grew up in"The Box." At least, that's what she called it, because she felt trapped and thought there was no escape. Until, that fateful night, where she got an idea, so crazy, that even others would never think of it. To run away from "The Box" and show her parents that she was capable of taking care of herself, and so she did. She took her belongings as well as her blanket and food from the kitchen and slowly and quietly, walked out the back door, never looking back and not shedding a single tear.