Men Stories

کچی ئاغا کە دەنگدانەوەیەکی زۆری هەیە لەگوندەکەدا بەهۆی ئەوەی تائێستا کەس ڕوخساری نەبینیوە بەوزانیاریانەی کەزانیویانە کچێکی سەرنجڕاکێشە وەزۆریش سەرکێشە لەگەڵیدا ئەوهەموو حەزوخولیایەکی ئەسپە لەگەڵ شەڕکردن چۆن دەکەوێتە داوی ئامۆزاکەیەوە؟ بڕیارمانداوە تاوەک و نەبێتە20ساڵ هیچ کەس نابێت ڕوخساری ببینێت لــــەبــــەر دوو هۆکار ڕێگەنادەن خەڵک ڕوخسارت ببینێت یەکەم.بۆپارێزگاری کردن لەتۆ دووەم.لەبەرجوانییەکەت مافی تەواوی ئەم چیرۆکە بۆخۆم دەگەڕێتەوە پیت بەپیتی خۆم نوسیومە♥

• "Jason was close. Very close. Their faces were only inches apart. Jason slowly reached up and tucked a loose strand of Riley's hair behind his ear. Riley's heart started beating fast. Jason leaned in slightly" • 𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐑𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐲 𝐖𝐨𝐨𝐝𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐦𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐚 𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐜𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐭𝐨 𝐢𝐧𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐚𝐝𝐬 𝐛𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐫𝐲, 𝐡𝐞𝐬 𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐧𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐠𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤 𝐝𝐫𝐚𝐦𝐚 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞, 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐧 𝐮𝐧𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧 𝐉𝐚𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐰.

A curse, alive in the two most powerful families. A contract written in blood. Promises made by fates. Secrets in every breath that's held here. Some debts don't die. They live in bloodlines like a second heartbeat - quiet, patient, pulling. The curse is old. Older than the families carrying it. Older than the walls built to contain it. It does not warn. It simply waits - in the blood, in the bone, And the two people at its center - utterly unaware. Vartika Singh. A lawyer hunting injustice. A RAW agent ending it. Both drenched in secrets. Both haunted by the same aching nightmare - the specific nightmare of someone whose heart remembers things her mind was never told. Then comes a promise that puts everything at stake. And it leads her - because fate does not ask permission - straight into the Rathore Empire. Like fate signed the contract before she ever knew the terms. Because here, nobody tells the whole truth. Every smile hides a strategy. Walls whisper. Corridors remember. Loyalty is just another mask worn until it becomes inconvenient. In this empire - truth destroys more than lies ever could. Then she meets him. Devansh Singh Rathore. Charming. Dangerous. A man who wears deception in layers - truth buried under arrogance, intentions hidden beneath power. Why is he the villain? Or is he simply the only one honest about being dangerous? Before she finds the answer, she is bound to him. A marriage. A war disguised as vows. But living under the same roof blurs lines her agency never warned her about. Because Devansh is not just a husband she must endure - he is a man who senses deception, who might destroy her mission simply by looking too closely. And her heart - which remembers things her mind doesn't - recognises him. Not his face. Not his name. Something older than both. The curse, finally closing the distance it was always going to close. Her heart remembered things her mind didn't. The only question - would she let herself remember too.

Prelude of Shiv-Shakti [Standalone] Arranged marriage.

Oliver Williams rescues Edith from thugs, sparks friendship and hidden feelings, all in one night, but never meet again. Two months later, Edith is introduced by Oliver's brother, Michael William, as his girlfriend, while Oliver secretly loves her. Family legacy, loyalty, and love clash- hearts get broken.

Vera had long since given up on finding love. After countless attempts to discover "The One' and facing repeated setbacks, she channeled all her energy into her career and education. Men no longer held a place in her thoughts; they felt like distant echoes of a hope she had abandoned. It was a difficult choice, but her unwavering resolve kept her moving forward. That is, until she met her intriguing new neighbor, whose presence gradually rekindled a flicker of tender, hesitant hope within her.

Kashi Sharma has exactly three goals in life: raise her twelve-year-old brother, keep her job and survive each day without forgetting anything important. Unfortunately, she's failing at the last one. Between missed alarms, school projects, overflowing inboxes and a brother who remembers deadlines at the worst possible moment, Kashi's life is already chaotic enough. The last thing she needs is another problem. Then Arth Singhania arrives. As India's most powerful Kingmaker, Arth is the man politicians trust, billionaires listen to and entire industries fear disappointing. He is disciplined, controlled and always ten steps ahead of everyone else. For years, he has run empires from behind closed doors. Now he's moving his operations to Mumbai and somehow, out of hundreds of employees, Kashi Sharma ends up becoming his assistant. Arth likes order, Kashi attracts chaos. He plans everything, she survives one crisis at a time. Working together should be impossible. Falling for each other should be worse. But when late nights, impossible deadlines, and shared flights begin turning into something more, both of them discover that the biggest problem in their lives might just be each other. And neither of them knows how to solve it.

This story shows how both women and men can suffer in marriage. It will explore what happens when someone marries for another person's gain or to fulfill a parent's last wish. Often, when a divorce happens, people blame the man, but the woman can be at fault too. The story follows two people from childhood to adulthood. From being orphaned to enduring painful marriages. It is a journey of hardship, resilience, and ultimately, rediscovering themselves and marriage as a whole.

Together, they begin a quiet, beautiful journey ✨ Yuvika leaving behind the hurt that once held her back, and Ritik walking beside her as she steps into a new life filled with possibility.

𝐀𝐀𝐒𝐇𝐕𝐈𝐊𝐀 × 𝐕𝐈𝐕𝐀𝐀𝐍 "What's so special about me?" Aashvika asked, her voice barely above a whisper, her eyes locked onto vivaan's with an unspoken longing. Vivaan's gaze softened, his eyes tracing the contours of her face as if memorizing every detail. A gentle smile playing on his lips, and for a moment, the world around them melted away. "You are that serenity people search for their entire lifetime, only to find it in heaven- that elusive peace they're told awaits them after they're gone. But i found it already, in you. Your eyes are like those unfathomable oceans where i'd willingly drown, forever lost in their depths, mesmerized by the secrets they hold, the mysteries they whisper to my soul. Your voice is like a soothing melody that flows from Krishna ji's flute, a symphony that calms my soul." __________________________________ AASHVIKA SINGHANIA, a 23 year old woman who's an event planner, making magic happen for others while her own life stayed simple and grey. Love seemed like a luxury she couldn't afford, not with her family depending on her. So she'd closed that door, focusing on being the strong one her loved ones needed. VIVAAN MALHOTRA, on the other hand, was the master of his domain- a corporate empire built on logic and steel. At 25, he'd perfected the art of detachment, his emotions locked away behind a wall of ice. Or so he thought. Until he met Aashvika, and suddenly, his carefully constructed world tilted on its axis. She felt like home- like the missing piece he'd been searching for without even knowing it. And Vivaan, the man who'd forgotten how to feel, was now drowning in emotions he couldn't quite grasp. __________________________________ A lovestory of two souls that redefined the definition of love. Two souls that didn't just love each other but worshipped the beauty in each other's flaws💌✨ ______ Jump into the story to know more! ~Avantika🌷✨ #1 in "Oldschoolromance"

After many months of coaxing from a "friend" of yours, you finally decided to download Genshin Impact onto your old, but reliable PS4. Reluctant to play at first, yet you happily jumped headfirst into the game without any issue. While enjoying the beautiful scenery and gameplay, you had failed to notice a familiar dark cube dropping onto your bedroom floor. However, when you did, you spared no thoughts about it and stupidly grabbed it, causing the world around you to black out. And when you awake, you find yourself in a beautiful, gothic style bedroom with fragrant flowers and a fierce pounding in your head. "...Where am I?" ⛧☾༺♰༻☽⛧ Inspired by "Surviving as the Tyrant elf King?!" by @Lazy-mad-succubi Editing because I like to improve myself.

𝑴𝒂𝒊 𝒕𝒖𝒎𝒔𝒆 𝒊𝒔𝒉𝒒 𝒌𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒆 𝒌𝒊 𝒊𝒋𝒂𝒛𝒂𝒕 𝒓𝒂𝒃 𝒔𝒆 𝒍𝒂𝒚𝒂 𝒉𝒖𝒏...... _________________________________________ ୨୧Dark-Soft rom-com book!༊*·˚ Part - 1 ___________________________________________________ Ek shaadi. Ek choti si mulaqat. Aur ek naam... jo bhoolna mushkil tha. Akshat Singhania - topper, introvert, disciplined and a person with big dreams. Mahi Malhotra - intelligent, sweet, little chaotic, savage... and equally ambitious. ___________________________________________________ They met once. Lost each other. But destiny had bigger plans. Phir kishmat ne khel-khela. Phir se mulaqat. This time... in uniform. Pyaar, competition, jealousy, aur army ke rules. Because loving someone in uniform isn't simple. And some stories are written in olive green. 🇮🇳✨ - Vani

هەموو شتێک دەگۆڕێت کاتێک شەوێک لاورا بە هەڵە نامەیەکی نهێنی دەبینێت لە ئۆتۆمبێلەکەیدا... نامەکە تەنها یەک دێڕی تێدایە: "ئەگەر ئەو کچە بزانێت تۆ چیت کردووە... هەرگیز لەگەڵت نامێنێتوە. لاورا دەبێت هەڵبژێرێت: ئەو پیاوەی دڵی بردووە... یان ڕاستییەک کە لەوانەیە هەموو شتێکی لێ بسەنێتەوە هی تۆم... تەنها تۆ

I've had many roles in my life - the most frequent one being a woman in love. All kinds of love: confusing, innocent, lustful, platonic, all-encompassing, hurtful, and even obsessive. This is a collection of stories of all the boys and men in my life - and what kind of love I was in with them. The guilt of being born a full woman and not just a female body, my self-image issues and need to be needed. Come with me and explore the shards of broken love and devotion. How is love intertwined with who I am? Updates on Thursdays.

This is the second part to the first one, which I originally created in late 2022 (it doesn't say that on the story due to a glitch from a while back). I'm so proud of all of these stories, and I love all of you so much. :) Just like the last book, these oneshots will include genres such as lemon, fluff, lime, angst, littlespace, and omegaverse. I do take requests, and the format to put those in is written in the introduction chapter. I'm generally inconsistent and get writer's block a lot, so you'll have to be patient with me in that regard. With all of that said, enjoy!

𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑺𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒆𝒍'𝒔 𝑷𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒄𝒆𝒔𝒔 is a tale woven in shadows of royalty, vengeance, and forbidden bonds. When 𝗔𝗿𝗷𝘂𝗻𝗮 𝗦𝗶𝗻𝗴𝗵 𝗬𝗮𝗱𝘂𝘃𝗮𝗻𝘀𝗵𝗶 takes 𝗩𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗸𝗮 𝗖𝗵𝗮𝘂𝗵𝗮𝗻 as his bride by force, it is not love that binds them but duty, betrayal, and the simmering fire of revenge. Between the 𝒔𝒂𝒄𝒓𝒆𝒅 𝒈𝒉𝒂𝒕𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝑩𝒂𝒏𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒔 and the guarded walls of Yaduvanshi Haveli, her silence speaks louder than words, unsettling the man who swore to protect his city and punish her family. But silence can wound deeper than swords nobody realised-and Varnika's quiet defiance begins to unravel the very walls Arjuna built around his heart. As tradition collides with desire, and loyalty with love, they are drawn into a story where no one emerges unscathed. TROOPS • Forced marriage (but minding ethics, dig more to learn) •hate to love (with conditions) •protector of the city becomes protector of the princess •deaf and voiceless princess • ethically confused ml (always bothered • unbothered female lead • marriage to regain everything taken 🪷 Stay, your place is in Arjun's heart, he'll realise late but will love you deeper than the dark ocean This is not just a romance. It is a battle of wills. It is a saga of women fighting to be heard, and men learning what it means to protect, not possess. The Sentinel's Princess-because sometimes the fiercest wars are fought not on battlefields, but within the heart.

Meera Mishra didn't expected to starting over could be this hard. New college. New city....and no one she knows. All she wants is to focus on her dream to be a fashion designer and stay out of trouble which she always manage to not until now. Then there is Shivansh Singhaniya. Annoying. Confident. Way too used to prove people wrong to show his power. But behind all this attitude is hidden a young boy dealing with strict parents, fears and dreams he only cares about to write. They don't get along. Not even a little bit. They hurt each other. They argue. They hate eachother. So why does it starts to feels like there is something more between them? Why? Because sometimes love doesn't come gently. Sometimes... *Love is twisted by pain.*

Y/n and his boyfriend, Xavier, had just moved into their apartment together. This story will give a glimpse into the amazing life these two femboy live together. Enjoy! ______________________________ Started: June 29, 2025 Edited: May 22 - ??, 2026 (unpunished some chapters I'm still editing. They will be back soon!!!) Ended: ? ------------------- Did I write this just because I want a femboy to dominate me? Yes yes I did. But who's asking, huh? 🤨

Have you ever done something crazy impulsively and then immediately regretted it? Well, Meera has. Exempli gratia: Running away from home, forgetting the ticket of the train she was supposed to get on, catching the wrong train, and end up in the wrong unfamiliar city. Yeah, that crazy. Now, she gotta figure out where to start-'cause budget's tight. Then, some strange events caused her to crash into a bike, which led her to take refuge in the biker's house. Meera managed to plan her whole stay in the city, setting her priorities straight. But what if the biker's hotshot forensic scientist brother sprints up the priority list and claims the first spot? Also, the hurdle between this brewing love is the one promise she made to someone special. That promise has the power to make this whole love ordeal forbidden for Meera. But love wins all, they say. ⋆ ───⊱☽❁☾⊰─── ⋆ In the same entangled universe, We have childhood best friends. His chaos, her nerd. But would feelings turn their friendship messy? Would she be able to fight his demons with him and help him out of his broken home? Love built on friendship lasts, they say. And then, them. He's her boss' son. She's the perfection he gets compared with. He's younger. She's older. There are so many aspects that can make them incompatible for each other. But opposites attract, they say. ⋆ ───⊱☽❁☾⊰─── ⋆ 𝑯𝒂𝒑𝒑𝒚 𝑹𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒊𝒏𝒈 :) 𝑯𝒂𝒑𝒑𝒚 𝑹𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒊𝒏𝒈 :)

Aarivaan: Broody, royal, dangerously handsome... basically the kind of professor who makes hearts skip lectures. Aarvika: Clumsy, chaotic, ridiculously charming... basically a one-women storm of trouble. He glares, She trips. He scolds, She laughs. He tries to stay serious... she ruins it with a single smile. A classroom of rules, a girl full of chaos, and a grumpy professor who never knew silence could be so loud. Will Aarivaan survive her disaster-like charm... or will he finally fall for the noise he can't ignore? Fair Warning: May cause uncontrollable laughter, swooning, and an unhealthy obsession with one Aarivaan.