Ga-ram Our Blooming Youth Novels & Stories

Vivian sat alone in the shadowed corner of the bar, watching strangers drift beneath the amber glow of the lights. She could not believe she had actually fallen for a rumor. “The real reason the Hayes and Carter families postponed the wedding? Sebastian’s ex was kidnapped. He’d rather call off the marriage than leave her to die.” One reckless sentence was all it took for her to book the first flight to Harbor City. Sebastian was the untouchable heir everyone admired—a fixture on the covers of financial magazines and the polished businessman delivering keynote speeches at charity galas. What could a man like him possibly be doing in a place like this? Vivian shook her head, set down her g

I loved him, and I made sure to tell him before going back to my book. "I love you too, baby sis. Be careful out there, and call whenever you need help." I smiled at his words, I definitely would. Soon though, I fell asleep, and before long, Felix was shaking me awake. I was a heavy sleeper. Something he didn't like at all. "We're here, Rosie. NSC...your dream school." I looked out the window, everything was different, there were people everywhere, and the place was bustling with life. I was already growing excited and couldn't wait to fully be a part of this school. I beamed at him.

He was so close I could smell expensive tobacco, rain, and a raw, heavy musk that made my pulse hammer in my throat. "I'm Franco," he murmured, his gaze dropping to my mouth. "And I think Lyle just made the biggest mistake of his pathetic life. He thinks he broke you. I think he just let you off the leash." The heat radiating off his body was a physical weight. I had just lost my husband, but standing this close to Franco, the only thing I felt was a sudden, violent ache between my thighs. He held out a heavy, matte black invitation. "The Apex Bloom. It's a survival game for the elite. The prize is a billion pounds. But it doesn't reward beauty, Lolita. It rewards the hunger of a woman who h

Freya’s nails, which were cut like daggers, sliced against Cassiopeia's cheek, leaving a visible claw mark. Cassiopeia was bewildered by what Freya was saying. "I don't know what you are talking about. Let me go." "You’re still lying!" Freya gestured at the pale-looking Liam, who was lying on the bed, and teared up. "Liam is only four years old and just had a kidney transplant. How can you be so cruel to him? Aren’t you a mother too?"

He said shaking his head. "You know him?" I asked him frowning and then added "Experience?" "What? No way! But I have heard the stories about him." He replied glaring at me. "Chill Kalyan! Today is the day we need to be happy." Ram said rolling his eyes. "Why?" I asked turning my attention to Ram. "As we are playing basket ball representing our college and we needed a court for practice. Princi said he will get the old court ready after the freshers party." Ram replied excitingly.

Lexie teased, grinning at him. "You’re younger than me, but you’re definitely not a child. You know what’s good about dating someone young?" Ram asked, "Uhm, sex?" Lexie playfully replied, making him laugh. "No, silly. It makes you feel young too—not in a way that makes you do stupid things, like you always do, but it makes you feel young." Ram said, and Lexie nodded in response. "Acknowledged, Rammel Oliver Jordan." "So, be mine?"

“Looks like we’re the real-life Romeo and Juliet, Ram.” “Seems like it,” he agreed with a grin of his own, tilting his head upward to kiss the girl sitting on his lap. God, how he loved her. # When Emmie left a while later, Ramsay staying a few minutes behind so that nobody could see them leaving together, his eyes were glued to the words on the huge poster. “Homecoming dance,” he whispered. With a sudden grin on his face, he grabbed his bag and made sure to lock the room as he left. Homecoming Dance. He was going to create one of their own.

“ Ayla morning ! Here you go . “ said Amra . “ Morning ! You are so excited . “ said Ayla . Amra looked at Ayla with a sulky cute expression and hit her lightly with the invitation in her head . “ Silly , what did we talk about yesterday ? I told you it will be my birthday the day after tomorrow . “ said Amra . “ Right ! It’s your birthday . What would you like as a present ? “ asked Ayla smiling . “ Awwww…….just continue to help me finish these annoying homework and graduate with great grades . I could ask for nothing more than that . Honestly ! The lessons were so boring and made me fall asleep every time I listened to them before you came . “ said Amra .

"What’s the matter, Ram? Falling for a girl in a photograph?" Ram quickly shook his head, attempting to hide his embarrassment. "No, no. I was just... looking." Their attention shifted to the rest of the room, filled with a myriad of photos that chronicled Gowthami's childhood. There were pictures of her laughing with her siblings, playing in gardens, and celebrating birthdays. Each photo was a testament to a happy, vibrant past. In one, a younger Gowthami was seen holding a birthday cake, surrounded by her siblings, her face lit up with pure joy. Another showed her with her arms around her sister and brother, all three of them beaming at the camera. The photos painted a picture of a close-k

A campus is a place where teenagers who are still unstable are looking for an identity. Anindira and her friends have just been relieved because they are free from the terror of the Ricco fans. Now they have to face the gang of teenagers who want to attract Gavriel's attention. Because they know that he is Anindira's cousin from abroad and now lives with her. Even though Gavriel has dyed his hair black and wears contact lenses to cover the color of his eyeballs, it still doesn't diminish his charm. Even the teachers acknowledged Gavriel's charm. They were amazed to see a young teenager who looked stunningly mature with an above-average brain. Gavriel became the pride of the campus because of