honestly, i just realized my sibling borrowed money ‘temporarily’ two years ago. we both acted like it was a cute little loan. then i accidentally stumbled upon an old family photo, and in my head i thought “wow, remember when you used to pay for groceries?" meanwhile, the only groceries they’ve bought are my unnecessary stress snacks when watching "janam tv live" to cope with how messed up everyt...
Story Name: "My One Night Stand Is Now My CEO—And He Has No Clue Who I Am" Part 1 of 7 I wake up with a pounding headache and the unmistakable taste of regret in my mouth. Memories from last night flood in—brilliant lights, laughter, and the intoxicating warmth of a stranger’s embrace. I groan, burying my face in the pillow. “Did I really do that?” Rolling over, I catch a glimpse of my phone...
Story Name: "I Saved Him From the Streets; He Was My Billionaire Nightmare" Part 1 of 4 I step into the alley, the air thick with desperation and the stench of decay. My heart races. I’m here to make a difference, to help someone—anyone. And that’s when I see him. Robert. His clothes are torn, his face unshaven, but there’s something in his eyes that shines through the dirt. I’ve made a promise to myself to save someone, and he’s the one. When I approach, he flinches, bracing for rejection. But my voice softens. “Hey, it’s okay. I’m here to help.” His gaze meets mine, and I see a flicker of hope. I offer him food, a smile, warmth. Slowly, he takes it, his hands trembling. “Why would you help me?” he asks, confusion etched on his features. Before I can answer, he surprises me with a q...
Story Name: "I Saved Him From the Streets; He Was My Billionaire Nightmare" Part 1 of 4 I step into the alley, the air thick with desperation and the stench of decay. My heart races. I’m here to make a difference, to help someone—anyone. And that’s when I see him. Robert. His clothes are torn, his face unshaven, but there’s something in his eyes that shines through the dirt. I’ve made a promise to myself to save someone, and he’s the one. When I approach, he flinches, bracing for rejection. But my voice softens. “Hey, it’s okay. I’m here to help.” His gaze meets mine, and I see a flicker of hope. I offer him food, a smile, warmth. Slowly, he takes it, his hands trembling. “Why would you help me?” he asks, confusion etched on his features. Before I can answer, he surprises me with a q...
Story Name: "My Best Friend and My Fiancé: Betrayal on the Eve of Forever" Part 1 of 8 I stand in front of the mirror, smoothing my wedding dress one last time. The fabric is soft against my skin, but my heart races like a trapped animal. Tomorrow is supposed to be the happiest day of my life. But tonight? I can’t shake this nagging feeling. I glance at my phone. No new messages from Jake. He’s...