Nonfiction
Loving Someone Who’s Still Healing. AI-Generated.
Introduction: No one walks into love unscathed. We all carry pieces of our past — heartbreaks, betrayals, childhood wounds we rarely talk about. But loving someone who’s still healing is a different kind of love. It’s soft, patient, and often… heartbreaking.
By Adeyemi sholape9 months ago in Chapters
What no one tells you about relationships . AI-Generated.
Introduction: From fairytales to rom-coms, we’re taught that relationships are built on sparks, butterflies, and grand romantic gestures. But once the honeymoon phase fades, reality creeps in — and it’s not as picture-perfect as we were led to believe. Here’s the truth no one really prepares you for.
By Adeyemi sholape9 months ago in Chapters
The Last Message She Never Read. AI-Generated.
Chapter 1: "The Forgotten Letter" The attic smelled of dust and memories. Lena hadn’t planned on cleaning today, but the storm had left the power out, and boredom drove her up the creaky wooden stairs. The dim glow of her phone flashlight illuminated boxes of her grandmother’s things—old photo albums, moth-eaten sweaters, and a small mahogany chest tucked beneath a pile of yellowed newspapers.
By Majid Masood10 months ago in Chapters
Why Men Push Good Women Away
Behavioral patterns between men and women reveal a lot about modern relationship dynamics. How so many remarkable men end up pushing extraordinary women out of their lives. And no, I’m not here to criticize anyone — on the contrary, I want to explore this reality that affects both sides.
By Dena Falken Esq10 months ago in Chapters
A Brother's Responsibility . AI-Generated.
Ethan sat on the porch, the sun beginning to set and casting a soft golden glow over the yard. He was deep in a book, but every now and then, his eyes would wander to his little sister, Luna, who was running around the yard, her wild curls bouncing with every step.
By TheStoryGuy10 months ago in Chapters
Hustle & High Heels: Love and Ambition, Blazz’d Empire Style. Content Warning.
The CEO Who Can’t Find Love The city of Kansas City stretched out before Dakota Blazz, its vibrant skyline bathed in the soft glow of sunset. From her high-rise apartment in the heart of Downtown KC, she could see the traffic snaking through the streets below, the sun casting long shadows over the iconic Power and Light District, and the bustling energy of a city on the rise. Kansas City was a place of reinvention—where ambition met opportunity, and where dreams could be built brick by brick. And Dakota Blazz was nothing if not a woman who had mastered the art of reinvention.
By Dakota Denise 10 months ago in Chapters
The Blaqq Widdow's Rise. Content Warning.
The champagne flute felt ridiculously flimsy in my hand, a fragile thing against the solid weight of my accomplishments. The air thrummed with the low hum of conversation, the clinking of glasses, the laughter that bounced off the polished marble walls of the penthouse suite. Tonight, we celebrated not just another successful quarter, but a watershed moment – the official launch of "Serene Bloom," our new line of CBD-infused skincare. It felt surreal, standing here, overlooking the glittering cityscape, a testament to years of relentless work, calculated risks, and the unwavering support of an incredible team.
By Dakota Denise 10 months ago in Chapters
The Blaqq Widdow's Rise. Content Warning.
The air in the conference room hung thick with the scent of expensive coffee and nervous anticipation. Dakota, impeccably dressed in a tailored pantsuit that somehow managed to be both powerful and subtly subversive, surveyed the room. Rows of faces, etched with a mixture of hope and apprehension, stared back at her. These weren't just businessmen; they were pioneers, navigating the uncharted waters of a burgeoning industry still grappling with its own identity. The cannabis industry, despite its rapid growth, remained a wild west, fraught with legal complexities, shifting regulations, and the ever-present shadow of outdated social perceptions.
By Dakota Denise 10 months ago in Chapters
The Blaqq Widdow's Rise
The air crackled with a festive energy, a far cry from the hushed intensity of the office during the workday. Laughter, the kind that bubbles up from the belly and leaves you breathless, mingled with the clinking of glasses and the low hum of conversation. Confetti, remnants of a celebratory cannon, still glittered on the polished floor of the rooftop bar. Dakota stood near the edge, the city sprawling beneath her like a glittering tapestry, a stark contrast to the warmth and intimacy of the group gathered around her.
By Dakota Denise 10 months ago in Chapters
