Pov Stories

The title for this story is inspired by Taylor Swift's song; 'Back to December.' Based on true short stories of what happened during December.

ដែលមានទេ?? នារីដែលមានប្តីសុភាពដូចនាង ថ្នាក់រៀបការជាមួយគ្នាហើយ គេមិនគិត ចង់ប៉ះពាល់នាងសូម្បីមួយចុងក្រចក ថ្នាក់នាងពន្លែងសាច់ខ្ចីបោះនឹងមុខ ក៏គេធ្វើដូចធម្មតា...បើបែបនេះ មិនឲ្យសង្ស័យថាជា ហ្គេយ៍ ទើបចម្លែក....

Marianne of Calda-the second daughter of the Count of Calda and the Grand Duchess of Aquitaine-earned the title "The Forsaken Lady" after being jilted three times. 　　Facing these three former suitors who had passed her around for power, Marianne cheerfully pocketed hefty breakup settlements, ready to embrace life as a happily unmarried, wealthy woman. But life is full of unexpected twists. Her brother, heir to both the barony and the grand duchy, died of gluttony. Her aunt, who had married the first suitor, died in childbirth. 　　The two sons of her powerful uncle were wiped out by rebellious nobles in a single blow, which also frightened her frail, helpless cousin to death. Overnight, the once "abandoned girl" became the female heiress to one-third of the southern lands. The novel unfolds against a backdrop of political intrigue and power struggles among humans, humanoid races (elves, half-orcs, merfolk, insectoids, etc.), half-breeds, the Church of the Goddess of Light, the Church of the Fallen Goddess, and the Knights Templar. It follows Marianne, a cunning yet ill-tempered heroine who, after being jilted three times and amassing great wealth, is thrust into the succession war of Brittany. From aspiring to be a lazy rich woman, she evolves into a master player in the game of power. The work shines with its richly developed world, intricate political intrigue, vividly drawn cast of characters, and an unconventional female protagonist, exploring themes of power, ambition, and human nature.

You should've known better than to tease him during work hours, but the pen in your hand became a dangerous little weapon the moment you realized just how tightly it had him wound. What began as a harmless after-hours phone call turned into something else - something breathless, something that hit him far deeper than you meant it to. On the other end of the line, your usually composed boss sounded wrecked, like he'd just sprinted miles, every word trembling between strained breath. And all because of you. Your voice, your tone, the sound of your grip tightening around that pen - it was enough to bring the man to his knees in his own study. He begged you to stop. Not because he hated it... but because he was coming apart, undone by the smallest, most innocently wicked thing you could've done. Now he can't look at you the same way at the office. Now he flinches when you pick up a pen. Now everyone else can tell something's changed. And you? You're starting to realize you might enjoy holding that kind of power a little too much.

TDAC - The Deep Abyss Conservatory Hidden beneath miles of pressure-black seawater lies an impossible structure: The Deep Abyss Conservatory, a living aquarium carved into the trench wall itself. It is neither fully a lab nor fully a sanctuary - it exists in that delicate space between research and reverence. Every chamber glows with pale blues and drifting bioluminescence, as if the ocean has simply decided to open its ribs and let humans walk inside. The Conservatory is home to siren-lineage beings, merfolk variants, deep leviathans, and other marine anomalies that were once scattered across the darkest corners of the world. Here, their ecosystems are preserved in massive pressure-sealed habitats, each tank more like a fragment of the abyss than an enclosure. Light filters through thick crystalline walls like slow-moving moonlight, illuminating creatures whose beauty borders on dangerous. Staff members-scientists, handlers, and abyss specialists-move carefully through the halls, trained to respect the instincts and emotions of beings who are ancient, territorial, or heartbreakingly curious about the surface world. Some of them watch you pass with cold predator eyes. Others follow with soft fascination. A few seem almost human in their longing for connection. You, however, are newly assigned. A fresh arrival to the Aquarium Division. A pair of steady hands among a place that requires absolute gentleness. Your role is simple in name, complicated in practice: Monitor, maintain, and communicate with abyssal entities, ensuring their health and stability... while ensuring the Conservatory itself remains intact. Because here, in the deep... a creature's emotions can shift the pressure of an entire wing. A single distressed siren can turn the glass walls into vibrating instruments. And a leviathan's displeasure? It can silence entire hallways.

Twenty-five, unmarried, and the eldest daughter in a Delhi household, the same bumpy rickshaw ride, the same crowded metro, the same tele caller job that her neighbours mistake for something shameful. Her life is monotonous, predictable, suffocating. Until one morning, a stranger starts taking her route. Same metro. Same time. Same station. At first, it's just an observation. Then it becomes a pattern she can't ignore. Then it becomes something she can't name, something that disrupts the careful numbness she's built around herself. He doesn't know her story. He doesn't know about the broken phone screens, the judgemental aunties, the weight of being the responsible one. He's just there, every single day, like a question she's afraid to answer. In a life lived between stations, where every day bleeds into the next, this unnamed thing, this pull toward someone who exists outside her world of duty and sacrifice, threatens to derail everything she's convinced herself she doesn't deserve. A sharply funny, achingly honest story about the eldest daughters who hold families together while falling apart themselves, and what happens when something, or someone, makes them wonder if there's more to life than just surviving it.

❝𝓣𝓱𝓮 𝓬𝓸𝓾𝓷𝓽 𝔀𝓪𝓼 𝓪 𝓿𝓲𝓵𝓵𝓪𝓲𝓷, 𝓫𝓾𝓽 𝓞𝓵𝓪𝓯 𝔀𝓪𝓼 𝓷𝓮𝓲𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓻 𝓿𝓲𝓵𝓵𝓪𝓲𝓷 𝓷𝓸𝓻 𝓿𝓸𝓵𝓾𝓷𝓽𝓮𝓮𝓻, 𝓷𝓮𝓲𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓻 𝔀𝓲𝓬𝓴𝓮𝓭 𝓷𝓸𝓻 𝓷𝓸𝓫𝓵𝓮. 𝓗𝓮 𝔀𝓪𝓼 𝓱𝓾𝓶𝓪𝓷.❞ ㊋㊋㊋㊋ Violet, Klaus, and Millie Baudelaire have, once again, narrowly cheated death. But their survival only leaves them stranded somewhere near the peaks of the Mortmain Mountains, with their little sister Sunny in the grasp of Count Olaf. In attempting to rescue her, they cross paths with someone new yet strongly reminiscent of their past, and who opens the door for other ghosts. From the peak of Mount Fraught to the depths of the ocean, from a bustling hotel in the heart of the city to a remote tropical island forgotten by the world, the Baudelaires are pursuing the same answers while being pursued by the same villain. But, in the disheartening conclusion to this depressing trilogy, the dreary chase might cease at last. After all, it's the end. ㊋㊋㊋㊋ Contains scenes from The Slippery Slope, The Grim Grotto, The Penultimate Peril, and The End. I don't own A Series of Unfortunate Events or any of its characters or plots. I only own the characters Millie Baudelaire and Cordelia Tharp. All other rights go to Daniel Handler and Netflix. If you see someone using my characters, please let me know.

Disclaimer: This is not based on any true story, characters, dialogue, and anything in the story are all fictional. January 5 2153 General Council Secretary (Federation Government) Declassified Federation Files Audio logs, communications, and journals which were kept secret are to be released to the public as declassified now since the war is over.

Levi Warwick, a novel author, wakes up trapped in the Library of Noctis a mysterious realm filled with forbidden books. To survive, he must help each patron find the book they seek... or die. The catch? Every patron is a terrifying being Archwizards, Demon Lords, even Demigods. If one of them so much as farts in his direction, he'll be dead on the spot. He's just a normal guy. But to them, he appears to be the legendary Librarian cold, powerful, untouchable. So he smiles, lies, and prays they never find out he's winging it

My name is Alex Sasaki. I've been summoned along with my friends to save the world from a crisis. However, in this story, my best friend Emi is the protagonist, and I'm just a supporting character who stays away from the drama. Contrary to my desire to keep a low profile, Emi always manages to get me into trouble. My abilities are far from amazing. Without anyone knowing that I'm behind their success, I can strengthen those around me and give them the push they need to overcome obstacles. While Emi faces epic battles and challenges, I remain in the shadows.

Meet Y/n, the smart cat...who can write english and use little hand or paw gestures to try to make people understand her and to communicate....sorta....she wakes up in a weird and wacky world or say as in: "wurld". She discovers Jax, and somehow they bond and have an unlikely friendship. Ps: Jax might even call her a sort of mini version of himself, but in a much less chaotic, rude and mean way!

𝄒𝄒 be my valentine. 𝄒𝄒 ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 ﹅ he chased his dream, unwillingly he had to sacrifice everything of his most prized possession― love. who would have known, the world that he left behind became so foreign? ₊˚⊹ᰔ ່ ִ ࣪𖤐.ᐟ disclaimer. ➴ this is a work of fiction, it is not related to anything that occurrs in real life. ➴ contains sensitive topics, readers discretion is advised. ➴ grammar and spelling mistakes, feel free to correct me <3 ꒰ᐢ. .ᐢ꒱ ongoing ➪ indefinite updates / every sunday & wednesday (if possible :3) ✿

your name is Jinni and you've transferred to this school after moving back to Korea from the USA. you have Complete Heterochromia so growing up you didn't have many friends or friends at all

There is no prophecy... There is no warning... you emerge from the shadow as you strike down everything holding you back. The dark side is your ally and with it by your side you shall rule over those who fear and oppose you.

"You're tense," she remarked, pushing off the wall and taking a slow step toward him. He exhaled, a faint smirk tugging at the corner of his lips. "And you're stating the obvious." "You know what they say about stress relief," she teased, her lips curling into a mischievous smile. ... "Now I get it," I.N said, eyes still wide, like he was still in post-war trauma. "She used her witch magic on him so he won't spill anything about the case. What a witch!" "More like a witch with a B," Lee Know rolled his eyes, arms crossed. ... "Y-You?" Chan's eyes widened, "How c-could you?" he gasped for air, blood spilling from his mouth. The figure smiled, mockingly. "It was a really pretty game, wasn't it?"

(The name is a wip gng 🙏🏻😭) This is Just a Bunch of Y/N Side character POVs and How Y/N Absolutely destroyed them Indirectly or otherwise

A collection of sweet, funny, and heartwarming one-shots featuring Malachi Barton and his girlfriend - from late-night laughs to cozy dates, and all the little moments in between.

Collection of POV stories starring SEVENTEEN members.

Luxwell High is the most well known school that focuses on academic and spords. Where rich people's sons and daughters studied. But at some point there are some students that currently studying in Luxewell because of their skills and intelligence. One of them is Zianna Kate Quintana also known as "Zia". Asenior high school student, smart, beautiful, and hardworking. And there was a transfer student from Herixia Academy. His name is Akiro Eron Wedson. A red flag "play boy" who will have a girlfriend named Tanya that soonly betray him and cheated on him. One day a drunk Akiro run to the nearest bridge and try to do something weird. But unfortunately Zianna stops him from jumping of the bridge. After that night Akiro can't sleep and wanted to find that girl in the bridge. How long he will takes to find that girl? Will he able to see her again? Or she'll stay mystery in his mind?

TW:Chaotic *THIS IS A JOKE BTW*