There aren't as many people ruled by Eros as you might think.

The desire to live. The desire to die. Frankly, I couldn’t care less.

An ordinary life of an ordinary person in an ordinary place. Nothing interesting here, move along. If you want better stories, just use the search bar at the top of the page. Click on it and type: 'interesting stories' because this one is anything but that. Are you still here mr or mrs reader-ku...

That day he saw her for the first time playing a violin. She was like the reflection of a full moon in the mirror in his room. He peeked through the window and saw the most magnificent sight among white clouds. Due to its shine, the clouds around it looked even more beautiful. He tried buildin...

A new country, a new language, a new family. Massimo, an introspective student, has chosen to study in Florence for his junior year of college. Although he is initially under the impression that he will only be staying with his host mother, Mas discovers upon entering his host mother's home that ...

This story revolves around a guy named Ronit.It throws light on his life and struggles after the unfortunate death of his mother. Will he be able to keep up in his day to day life?Or will he crumble under the pressure?

Liliana Storm is known as the evil and tyrannical Storm Princess and is executed for her many crimes - or so it should have been but the next thing the princess knows, she's back in time and with this new life she has a single mission, if everyone is going to hate her no matter what she does...th...

Everyone is hiding something, everyone is hiding their sins, they are hiding their selves away from the guardians who stroll around the school. In this malicious school, students blackmail others, some guilt trip, and only a select few use others as tools, these select few were born to be leaders.

THIS SERIES IS ABANDONED ======================= Gle Harlet, a professor of Harlevian literature suddenly wakes up in a jail cell with a dystopian prison like structure for killing a mother and her kid. He does not remember doing anything other than going to bed last night.

Each person's destiny was thought of as thread spun. It's a type of phenomenon that beyond's human control. I always dream about the people who met their ruin because of me. I died while feeling the guilt of my sin. I expected to wake up in hell for messing with their destiny but I met the Dei...