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A Story That Holds Us Together

"Everybody says writers create stories..... but I don't believe that. I believe writers have their own stories which help them to become actual writers," Annabelle spelled those words fearlessly. There was nothing that could stop her to move forward, to stop her to make her own story. Anna threw the microphone she was holding and came down from the stage just to find her story, that guy who was standing backstage with his eyes fixed on her. Yes, he was her story. Then again, he is the only man she can ever make a story with. A story that is she obsessed with all along. He kissed her passionately and whispered to her, "Let's make a story that holds us together, my love." A crashed princess and an unknown prince charming fell in love with each other so madly, that's how their love story worked! *** *** *** *** "If I say it was a love at first sight, what would you do?" "I will just reject you," she answered calmly. Kiera has given up on love. She promised that she is never going to fall in love. But the irresistible guy just came into her life forcefully as he fell in love with her from the moment his eyes fell upon her. She was nonchalant and on the other hand, he was persistent. She can't fall in love with him but she still can't resist seeing him with any other woman. Can they also make a story? A story that can also hold them together? - - - - - - - - So? What if I say all of this is just a delusion? A delusion that I am forcing you, people, to think? Who knows if it is true or not? Only the end can define its ending. Let's stick to the end together? Shall we? ________________________ *Daily Uploads* *Female Leading* *R-18* *Readers should read it at their own risk* I am not gonna take responsibility for them! #Discord Server Link: https://discord.gg/jEgFATUvwN #Personal IG: nimbu420

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Feels Right

A memory which is never desired, never wanted, humans tend to forget them or try their best not to cross paths with them no matter how repentful, how regretful they are about the situation.

But still, even after years of effort, one triggering point can make all the memories come back like a movie in front of our eyes.

Anna was grateful to her past, although she seemed to forget about some important pieces of it. That was for her own good. But it was not forever. After all she can't live inside a house made of glass like a stuffed doll ignoring one part of her and claiming that it never happened. 

"Move idiot!"

The voice kept echoing, coming back and forth to haunt her.

She was horrified, as every single moment of that day flashed through her eyes. It was a movie of a few seconds, but took all her energy away.

She ran out from that place like a mad woman.