Love
Why did she kill her own baby?
Marisa stood in shock in the bathroom as she stared at the home kit pregnancy test. She was pregnant. She suspected as much when she had missed her period. When she and her boyfriend Dex had sex about a month ago, they had not taken any precautions. She wasn't on the pill anymore because they had stopped having sex when he broke up with her saying she was being too clingy and controlling. Then he showed up at her apartment door, telling her how much he had missed her and how much he loved her and before she knew it they were going at it with what she thought was the best make-up sex of her life. So when she didn't get her period about a week ago, she suspected it. Something was different about the way she felt. It wasn't just a late period. That amazing night of make-up sex had created a baby.
By Shanon Angermeyer Norman2 years ago in Fiction
Beneath the Surface
**Chapter 1: The First Encounter** The sun dipped below the horizon, casting a warm golden hue over the city as Amelia Hart, the ambitious CEO of Hart Industries, prepared for another long night at the office. She was known for her sharp intellect and unwavering determination, but beneath her polished exterior lay a heart that yearned for connection.
By AKANJI ABDULAFEEZ2 years ago in Fiction
Beneath the Shattered Vows
**Chapter 1: The Perfect Beginning** The sun dipped low on the horizon, casting a warm golden hue over the small town of Maplewood. It was the kind of evening that made everything feel possible. Emma stood on her porch, her heart fluttering with anticipation. She had just turned twenty-five, and life seemed to be unfolding perfectly. She had a stable job as a graphic designer, a cozy apartment, and most importantly, she had Jake.
By AKANJI ABDULAFEEZ2 years ago in Fiction
Lili and Michael's Romance
Lili had always been the quiet one in her group of friends. Her best friend, Jenna, was the outgoing type, always the life of the party, while Lili preferred the comfort of her books and the soothing melodies of her piano. Her life was a series of predictable, peaceful routines, and she liked it that way. But all of that changed when she met Michael.
By RAYMOND OGWU2 years ago in Fiction
Jane in Love
Jane always believed in the mundane. Her life, orchestrated with precision, revolved around the comforting routine of work, home, and the occasional evening out with friends. As an accountant in a mid-sized firm, numbers were her world. They were predictable, controllable, unlike the erratic unpredictability of human emotions.
By RAYMOND OGWU2 years ago in Fiction
