Captivating Short Stories: A World of Female Imagination!

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Melinda Davis, a soon to be divorcee, who swears never to give love a chance again broke that rule when she fell madly in love with her driver.

I was in a high-end mall, browsing a toy store for my friend's daughter's birthday, when my world tilted on its axis. Through the polished glass storefront, I saw him. My husband, Julian. He was in the café opposite, seated beside the sprawling indoor children's play area. He wasn't alone. A woman, Seraphina Vance—a social media influencer whose perfectly curated life I’d occasionally scrolled past—was laughing, her head tilted just so. And between them, a little boy of about four, gleefully mashing a piece of cake into his own dark hair. Julian’s hair. They looked like a family. A perfect, happy family. An icy dread washed over me. I remembered Julian refusing to have a baby with me, citing the immense pressure of his work. All his business trips, the late nights… were they spent with them? I recalled a night six months ago when Noah had supposedly been sick. Julian had stayed out all night, his voice strained over the phone, telling me a "critical client had a medical emergency." The lie was so easy for him. I must have stared too long. The little boy, Noah, noticed me. He picked up a toy water pistol from their table, aimed it directly at me through the café’s open front, and squeezed the trigger. A jet of cold water hit my silk skirt, leaving a dark, spreading stain. Seraphina Vance turned, her eyes meeting mine. There was no surprise, only a flicker of amusement. She offered a saccharine smile. "Oh, dear. He's just playing with you," she cooed, her voice dripping with condescension. My heart hammered against my ribs. I turned and walked away, my legs unsteady. I needed to leave, to breathe, to think. In the underground parking garage, I fumbled for my keys, my hands shaking. As I passed Julian’s sleek sedan, something on the passenger seat caught my eye. A heavy, cream-colored card with embossed lettering. "You are joyfully invited to the Christening of Noah Thorne." It was real. More real than a fleeting email. A physical invitation to a life I never knew existed. How could I have been so blind? My phone felt heavy in my hand. I didn’t call my best friend. I didn’t call a lawyer. I called the director of the Zurich Architectural Fellowship, a prestigious program I had deferred for him, for us. "I'd like to accept the fellowship," I said, my voice eerily calm. "I can leave immediately."

My husband told me I was a bad investment, a legacy asset he was forced to liquidate after a car crash stole his memory of our love five years ago. He replaced me with a "Muse," a supermodel whose lies were as polished as the magazine covers she graced. But when her son—the boy Adrian believed was his heir—suffered a sudden allergic reaction, she tearfully accused me of being a jealous chemist who mixed poison to harm an innocent child. My husband, the man whose empire was built on the scents I created, didn't hesitate. In a blind rage, he declared that if my hands were used for evil, they shouldn't be used at all. He ordered his security team to bring quick-drying industrial cement. "Since you can't control these hands, I will seal them forever," he commanded, his voice devoid of mercy. He then had my hands encased in stone and had me displayed in the window of our flagship store, a public spectacle for the world to condemn. As I stood there, the heavy weight crushing my fingers and my soul, I finally understood. My blind love and foolish hope had been my downfall. I had loved the wrong man, and he had utterly destroyed me. But they made one fatal mistake. They didn't know about the hidden camera I’d planted in the nursery. And they had no idea that my family controlled the very flowers that kept his empire alive.

Today is my sixth wedding anniversary. It's also the day my husband, Liam, brought up divorce for the 47th time. He does this for Seraphina, his childhood friend. The woman who orchestrated a car crash on our wedding day, a tragedy that left her unable to have children and left him shackled by a debt of guilt. For six years, I have been the price of his repayment. I endured the relentless cycle. But this time was different. This time, after Seraphina pushed me down a spiral staircase, Liam promised me justice. He swore he would make her pay. Instead, he ensured the smart home security system "mysteriously" erased all evidence. That night, from the supposed safety of a house he had arranged, Seraphina had me kidnapped. As her hired thugs tore at my clothes in the back of a cold, dark van, I managed to make one desperate emergency call to Liam through my smartwatch. He saw my plea. And he hung up. I leaped from that moving van, not onto asphalt, but into the cold, unforgiving sea. As I fought for my life in the icy water, swallowed by the darkness, I made a vow. This time, there would be no 48th remarriage. This time, I would simply cease to exist.

I gave up my twenty-billion-dollar inheritance and cut ties with my family, all for my boyfriend of five years, Liam. But just as I was about to tell him I was pregnant with our child, he dropped a bombshell. He needed me to take the fall for his childhood sweetheart, Sophia. She'd been in a hit-and-run, and her acting career couldn't handle the scandal right before his company's IPO. When I refused and told him about our baby, his face went cold. He told me to terminate the pregnancy immediately. He didn't know the scars on my own back were from that same fire. He didn't know I was the one who pulled him out, not her. He had his assistant schedule the appointment and sent me to the clinic alone. There, the nurse told me the procedure carried a high risk of permanent infertility. He knew. And he still sent me. I walked out of that clinic, choosing to keep my child. At that exact moment, a news alert lit up my phone. It was a glowing article announcing that Liam and Sophia were expecting their first child, complete with a photo of his hand resting protectively on her stomach. My world shattered. Wiping away a tear, I found the number I hadn't called in five years. "Dad," I whispered, my voice breaking. "I was wrong. I'm ready to come home."

A group of three girls go to a private chalet to spend three days as a holiday in the mountainous forest side. And to add to it there is a wild wolf who is roaming outside and the caretaker who is an ex murderer. Jeremy their friend is supposed to join them but goes missing before he even reaches there and they end up getting stuck with no light and phone connection. And many more stories .. A collection of thriller mystery romance adventure suspense historical novellas.

Ronald Gidwani, a billionaire, who is also a single father, finds love again when he meets Raina, The Queen Of His Heart.

He opens the door and walks away. How could he just walk away like nothing had happened? The way he talks makes her wonder if she has made a mistake or not?

When Rachel's boyfriend goes into a coma after losing an incredible amount of blood after being shot, Rachel feels nothing but guilt. She could've saved him, but she just didn't know how. And now, her boyfriend is lying in a hospital bed with nothing but a heart monitor to keep Rachel somewhat calm. So what can Rachel do to support her boyfriend in this situation? Well, all she can do is write letters to him. Twenty letters to be exact.

Asher, is the cocky, arrogant, rude, and closed off Ceo of The National Elect Industries. He works hard for what he wants. He has everything he needs except one thing... A personal assistant until Natalia fulfills the position. Unfortunately they loathe each other. She puts him in his place, while he pushes her buttons. However Natalia's young daughter clenches at Asher's heart and possibly ties Natalia and Asher together. Natalia, is a sarcastic, independent, opinionated, and strong willed women. Recently having a baby at 3 years of age. Natalia fulfills the position of a personal assistant of the CEO of The National Elect Industries. She accepts the job to make a successful living for her and her daughter. However she can't stand him, let alone working for him. However, Natalia's little daughter warms up to Asher. She sees a side of him that draws her to him and possibly take interest in.

Bobby Adams was transferred to a new school where he felt reluctant to go due to the rumors of the bullies he heard. He finds out that there's more to the school than some fancy looking students and buildings or more when a female student, Stephanie Myers, the school's most beautiful and brightest student was forced to a coma at the beach where she, alongside her classmates went for a field trip before his arrival. With his ability to see and communicate with the unseen, will he help the wandering spirit of the half-dead student on her quest to find her killer? or will he succeed in helping her cross over to the next side if eventually she doesn't wake up? Find out on this new story by preshytreenah Trust me, you do not want to miss out on this one.

Janis is new to New York and doesn't know anyone until she meets two of the sexiest men she has ever seen. She starts to like them both but feels something is off. It just seems a little to good to be true. Can you fall for two men at once? Will all the secrets and lies destroy her and everything she thought she has found in them?

Ever wonder what a first kiss can do to a lonely heart? Daniella Anne knows. She knows she want him for herself alone, and she also knew that she never have a place in his heart not more than his best friend. All these time, she always there for him, but this time she decided to run. Run from him, run from their childhood memories, run from everyone who care her more than herself. But, her hide and seek game wasn't long. He found her.

Aurora Grace Cox went on an adventure to find her parents' murderer and she ventured into the mansion of a very ruthless General under the guise of a doctor. She landed herself in a very big trouble on the first day of work, by killing the general's fiancee. What other troubles is she going to land herself? "I have only three rules for you (1) don't fall in love with me, you'd get hurt. (2) don't enter my room without my permission" General Ian said. Can Aurora abide by these rules?

Ashley's a 18 year old girl with a little sister named Veronica. Summer just started but goes off to a bad start. She gets kidnapped but not just by some random Guy, its by her werewolf mate.

With a hurtful look, she continued to watch Ken, as he watched Yuki. How long will she continue watching him as he watched her from afar? “Ken, please allow me to be with you.” Her voice was pleading, but his eyes were impassive. She tried one more time, “I love you.” He stared at her, his blue eyes turning bluer at that moment, “Kana, I don’t have the heart to love you back.” He walked away, and she was left behind looking at his retreating shadow. With a defiant glare, she promised upon herself that no matter how he will push her away, she will chase after him. She knows that she’s the only one who can mend his broken heart.

"She is hurt but won't show it. She is screaming but silent. She is in pain but still smiling. 'She' is Juliet." Juliet was a happy person, the nicest girl in her town. But, now she is broken. She acts like everything is okay when nothing is. When Juliet finds love, she thinks it'll fix her but it makes her do something she'd never thought of doing. "And in the end, we're just humans, drunk on the idea that love, only love could heal our brokenness." F. Scott Fitzgerald

"Stay back Roman , Don't come near me I am warning you . please let me go . You can't keep me here forcefully ". At that moment my back collided with the wall and i knew there was no way of escaping, I was trapped with the monster hovering over me . Seeing him too close to me his minty breath fanning my face i closed my eyes tightly. "Love you are home. " He cooed ."You are my possession. I love you and you are mine and only mine " I tried to get away from him as he whispered to me but he was quick to lift me off the floor in his arms and then he sealed my faith with a kiss. A tear rolled down my eyes . I knew i was his obsession and he would never let me go . My faith was sealed in this mansion with him whether I like it or not .

When Brownie Oxford found herself kidnapped and taken to the Ashland Cemetery instead of going on a date as expected, she wanted to claim it was an unusual event. Sadly after seven years working as an asset for the National Clandestine Services (NCS) it is hardly the first time she has ended up surrounded by unsavory characters. As her ability to raise and converse with spirits has been utilized by the NCS to interrogate those who would have otherwise been beyond their reach, Brownie has begun to accept the harsher aspects of her reality. But this time it isn't a matter of National Security, but her own long lost family orchestrating the abduction. Can Brownie figure out what is going on before it is too late?