stories by roald dahl

I'll write your destiny with my own hands...He said in a cold, selfless tone, shaking the ashes of his cigarette. When you get out of my prison, people will catch up and tell each other. See that she's the one who got fucked up by Bahawal Sher. You are ruined, Merab Malik ... He laughed as he saw the veil of tears in her brown eyes. For she was aware how her life was going to become a storm after today. After this day that she will never forget.

When Iona Quinn interviews for a job as a live-in nanny to two young boys she immediately hits it off with her new boss, Onyx Bentley, the boys young single and successful father. And it is a relief as a twenty-two year old child lover making her way in the world, it's a great thing to have a well paying job where you don't have to worry about, rent, food or transportation (official car) working under a boss that is neither a sore to the eyes or ears. The perfect condusive environment to pursue her part time degree in marine engineering and Iona would give everything to not mess the arrangement up even if Onyx is starting to make googly eyes at her. Onyx Bentley checks all the boxes for Ionas dream man but there are some things that he is that  she just can't handle. Like being a baby daddy to three different problematic women. Although its clear that Onyx is no longer that man, his baby mamas are still their immature selves. Iona swears that no matter how much Onyx tries to push the boundaries he would always only be her work bestie. But she has to live in the same house as him and there are those weeks when the boys are not around.

A boy noticed something different in the roads. Leading them somewhere. He met a girl as his new transfer student. Both embark on a journey on the Roads.

A mere soldier. A roach in the army of the Queen. Sent out on the front lines of every battle for the Queen's glory and power.

What should I do before I die? One day this question popped up in the mind of a 20-year old student who was struggling with his life and was waiting for his death. So in the end...he decided to write! Yep, write! A person who hasn't ever written a decent essay was going to write a novel!! I know the idea seems ridiculous but it was the truth. But...just as NOT expected, his novel turns out to be a big flop. The depressed and troubled author decides to go to sleep to get some peace but eventually ends up dying under unknown circumstances and reincarnating in his own novel. How will he live in a world created by himself? Or was the world really created by him in the first place? Will he be able to live this life while facing his past actions, his sins, and his regrets? Or will he break into pieces again and wait for his death in the same way he did in his old life? I am posting this on RoyalRoad.com as well, my profile link is https://www.royalroad.com/profile/267246/fictions

In instant his consciousness vanished, his emotions mixed with anger and disappointment instilled themselves in his soul, at the end of his life-- which turned out to be not over yet. When he opened his eyes, he had returned to his starting point. The beginning of madness in his life.

melissa and her daughter had never been close until she discovers something kiara has been hiding but melissa also has a secret to reveal so does everyone else in her life

Dev, a regular train commuter, falls for Bhoomika after seeing her at the railway crossroad near her house, where his train had to stop daily. Despite being married and living with an abusive husband, Bhoomika manages to leave a profound impact on Dev. She is often seen alone and sad, yet her smile never fades. Dev starts to look forward to seeing her every day and becomes a part of her daily routine. As Dev's feelings for Bhoomika grow, he discovers that she is a victim of domestic violence at the hands of her psychotic husband. Bhoomika is trapped and unable to leave due to fear of being hunted down by her husband. Dev resolves to rescue her and provide her with everything she deserves. However, Dev's decision to save Bhoomika is complicated by his family's insistence that he marry their family friend's daughter Roohi.

An Erotic journey of self discovery

Sophie Wexler transmigrated into a novel about The Galaxy, becoming the vicious, F-rank Healer-class cannon fodder. The original owner constantly caused trouble and made things difficult for the female lead, earning her the hatred of the entire internet. Upon transmigrating and seeing that everything had been ruined by the original owner, Sophie's only thought was: "What kind of nightmare start is this?!" To escape the original owner's fate, Sophie Wexler worked diligently, conducted herself conscientiously, stayed away from the male and female leads, compensated the soldiers harmed by the original owner, and strove to be a model citizen of The Galaxy, absolutely refusing to be the cannon fodder 'offed' by the Imperial Marshal! Broke and powerless, Sophie also had to support a man who'd been innocently dragged into the original owner's mess. She had no choice but to hustle. She started live streaming, became a masked singer, and held concerts. At first, netizens were scornful: 【Tsk, how good can she possibly sound?】 Later, the netizens were forced to eat their words. 【Damn, that's so good I'm on my knees!】 【What the hell, the violent episode of my Disorder Period has actually been soothed?!】 【The toxins in my Spiritual Sea have actually been eliminated!】 Her live streams went viral, the masked singer became a huge sensation, and tickets for her concerts were snapped up across The Galaxy. Sophie was content, thinking, "This time, I must have finally escaped the original owner's fate, right?" But what do you know, the man I've been doting on and supporting is actually the Imperial Marshal?! --- One day, Yancey Forrest came home to find that the boisterous person who was always claiming to be good to him was gone. His eyes darkened. Provoke me and then think you can leave? After catching her, Yancey traced his fingertips along Sophie's neck, smiling gently. "Why run?" Sophie trembled. "You... you're the Imperial Marshal?" His identity exposed, Yancey Forrest took her hand and slowly placed it on his own neck ring. "You know I won't kill you, don't you?"