Infinite Story Novels & Stories

Aditya was about to cut the cake when Mehak stopped him "First make a wish! Mumma always says that whatever we wish on our birthday, it always comes true. So close your eyes and make a wish." Aditya never believed in all these but he doesn't know why he wasn't able to deny Mehak? Aditya closes his eyes and thinks "I have everything in my life but no peace. When and where will I find my peace?" Saying this he opened his eyes and Infront of him Zoya was standing there in a lemon frock. Aditya looked at her shockingly…

The story weaving continues. There are infinite stories to tell. Infinite tales to create. Infinite possibilities to weave. I am Seraphina. I am the bridge. I am the story weaver. And I am still becoming.

A life spent looking backwards misses all the beauty that lies in front of it. Your parents aren’t perfect. You might have realize this. But you’re pretty darn smart. So, like I said before, we have to forgive ourselves or the coulda, woulda, shoulda, fear and anxiety will creep into a crack of our weaknesses, and overcome us. Please know we’re not perfect, and we will never claim to be. Our personal journeys have stories to tell. THAT’S for sure. When it comes time for stories, though, talk to me first… because chances are your father’s are going to be inappropriate. HA!

His face is even more puzzled. If you’re wondering how casual currently we are, even though we ended last night on an awkward note, well… I explained it. Usually, in stories, they just skip to the next day/ chapter as if nothing happened, but NO. IT’S NOT LIKE THAT AT ALL. How I wish it was. I have to thoroughly explain EVERYTHING. Even the finger-partner part. Good heavens, they don’t know about that! Why? IT’S BECAUSE THEY DON’T DO IT! I can’t believe it. They go straight to the point; no foreplay! What a sad world this is…

There was no limit to surprises. (( AUTHOR ALSO TIRED. GUYS ANY DOUBTS YOU HAVE OR POINTS WHICH I FORGOT TO EXPLAIN OR SECRETS STILL NOT REVEALED. JUST PING ME ON INSTA FOR THAT I WILL CONSIDER ALL YOUR SUGGESTIONS AND WILL ANSWER ALL YOUR QUESTIONS. IN THE NEXT 50 CHAPTERS, HOPEFULLY, THE STORY WILL BE FINISHED. INSTA ID - Author_Heer.)) Back to the story…

True love lives forever – her jealous heart had helped them to discard the shells of that first lifetime, just as a snake sheds its skin, and they'd surely meet again many times over. Some threads of destiny are wound together tight as the tapestry of the world. The end is just the beginning. We all have a million paths, an infinity of beginnings. All she'd done was play her part. As I will. And as you will, too. Silence. My gran watches me, as if waiting for a reaction. I bite down on my lip. My eyes prickle with tears. I didn't totally understand all the stuff at the end of the story, but I did understand that both of the main characters freaking died.

Unbeknownst to him, it was the start of a new relationship. ~ END~ Author’s Note: Next Story ‘The Tinder Hookup”

The Ghost: The Woman Jamia: ‘Where are you?’ Irina: ‘Starbucks,’ I said. ‘I’m having a burnout staying at home, so I am writing my story here.’ Jamia: ‘Is that a love story?’ Irina: ‘Hmmm, not really, but almost a love story,’ I said and placed the straw trapped between my lips. ‘It’s a sad story, though not tragic.’ Jamia: ‘Uh, I don’t like sad endings,’ she said. ‘What are you drinking?’

END. Couldn't think of a perfect way to end this, anyway __ all in all, we have come to the end of our story , if you haven't said anything since we started , come on, this is your chance, please say something, anything, whatever , just anything you think about it... thanks for reading, don't forget to vote and thanks in advance for your feedback❤

he murmured against my lips, hand lazily stroking my thigh, “I’m bringing more. Maybe some bananas. Or that thick summer sausage from the deli. Gonna stuff you full and make you eat every inch after I’m done using you.” My cock gave a weak twitch at the promise. I was already sore, already leaking his cum, but I knew I’d text him back the second Sarah left for work again. Because this wasn’t just round two. It was the be ginning of something I couldn’t stop. FOUR BILLIONAIRES RUIN TWO ASSES 1