Brightside Stories Novels & Stories

I peeked around the hedges. Within the small front yard was a gray shingled house with a large picture window. I could see through the picture window a man and a woman arguing. I watched, wanting to make sure no violence occurred. I'm not a superhero but basically I'm a nice guy. The woman was small and what they call zaftig— not my type— but she had a sweet face. Although I couldn't make out all the words, it seemed she was being

“Yeah, we’re set for next Wednesday at 10 a.m. at the Northshore campus of Bright Initiative Group. Hopefully, Vlade won’t act up.” Out the corner of my eye, I caught Amara smirking at Patrick like they were holding onto some inside joke. I narrowed my eyes. What the hell was that? I cleared my throat. “So, Amara, I heard you’re interested in Bright Initiative. But aren’t you an elementary school teacher?” She wiped her mouth delicately, her voice calm but passionate. “That’s true. But they do amazing work—really important stuff. They’re a blessing to so many underserved kids in the city. The donations they give out three times a year make a real difference.”

people, illuminate, illuminate is real and it is inspired from the real story and all the mess up thing going around the world, who know this world is controlled by few powerful people, who know we are going to awake of not.hope you are enjoying the story going to get interesting from here and out, hope you stick till the end, many new characters are going to introduce and their character development and it would be interesting to see thier their emotion and darkness, let see how demon going to end whole organisation of evil people, illuminate, illuminate is real and it is inspired from the real story and all the mess up thing going around the world, who know this world is controlled by few

Sloane wakes up to her phone blowing up. The blurry tunnel photo has gone semi-viral on soccer gossip accounts. Sloane jolted awake in her bed as her phone vibrated nonstop on the nightstand. The screen lit up with dozens of notifications. She grabbed it with a sinking feeling in her gut and clicked on the first link. The blurry tunnel photo stared back at her from multiple soccer gossip accounts. Two figures locked in passion, one clearly on her knees. Comments flooded in fast. Some mocked the rivalry, others speculated wildly about secret affairs between coaches. Her stomach twisted with fear. This single image could destroy years of hard work. Sloane sat up quickly, heart racing, and thre

Each volume of Strange short stories will have 3 medium-sized stories and about 10 short stories. To make it easier to understand and more transparent, this chapter will be like a summary for this and the following volumes. Vol.2: medium stories: The antics of Bia's crew ( ABC) Bia comments on a crew of children of criminals, in an invisible ship. In this world full of magic, demonic beasts and restrictions, they live on the run, abandoned by their parents. Not being accepted anywhere in the world they have to survive on small illegal jobs and from time to time to plunder.

🥹❤️🌙 First of all, I just want to say a HUGE thank you to every single person who has opened Dark Tales of Midnight: A Collection of Taboo Stories and decided to take this journey with me. Honestly, seeing people read my stories, leave comments, react to chapters, and come back for more means SO much to me. 🥺💕 Every single view, comment, vote, and bit of support reminds me that all the time I spend creating these stories is worth it. ✍️📖💗

"You must be a long-time fan of this novel. You're late to the party, though—the plot has already completely derailed!" "In any case, we're fully on board with the supporting male lead and the big shot being a couple! Zoe and Jaiden can do whatever they want!"

“I want to show you something… Where’s your notebook?” Seeing it for himself on the little table, Christophe headed for it in one long stride, turned on the notebook, and prepared a USB flash drive next to it “Good! No password! Come and sit! We’ll probably still be sitting here at lunchtime tomorrow. You’re going to watch and inwardly digest every indescribably boring hour of this just as I had to…” “Christophe... W-what are you talking about?” she prompted, watching the images on the display.

it was an erotic story ,titled the hot kidnapper) I raise an eyebrow, a hint of amusement in my eyes. I push off from the desk and walk closer, my heels clicking on the floor. “A story, huh? You think you can just walk in here and write a tale for me? How about you show me what you’re made of first? Tell me, what’s your fantasy? What gets you going in the dark?” I lean in, my breath warm against your ear, my large breasts pressing against your arm. (Pushing the paper to you I ask you to read it aloud ,you cheeks turn a faint red as you try to explain you brought the wrong story,I press a finger to your lips shushing you and telling you to read, you read it all)

“Well, Zeke’s a nice enough guy but maybe not the sharpest needle in the haystack. One of many reasons we only briefly dated.” The two dug into their meals, and Brad had to admit to himself that Bias was right, the food was absolutely delicious. Spicy and flavorful. Bias was scarfing down his food as if he were going into hibernation soon. “Speaking of you being a famous writer,” Bias said when he finally came up for air, “after you left Book Lady yesterday, I picked up another one of your books.” “Really? Which one?” “The collection, Dark Corners. I read the first four stories before bed last night, and I have to say I really enjoyed them.”