A letter to his love, a letter to his life ... would be remembered forever and he knew this was the end for him but not the love he so preciously had secured in his heart.

She fell upon him one night and he fell too deep. Sebastian and Violet, their story began from a lake side one night when he heard the muse of her anklets announcing her arrival moments before she entered his life. And he held her the whole night like he hadn't ever held something so precious ever before. "It's just another night And I'm staring at the moon I saw a shooting star And thought of you I sang a lullaby By the waterside and knew If you were here, I'd sing to you..."

Highest Ranking on hotlist: #1 #Wattpad Exclusive Story #New paid exclusive chapters available Her confusion multiplied, looking at the unrefined fury in his eyes, the seriousness and finality in his features. "I seriously am clueless here, Alex. What is it that I've done?" she asked. "Tell me." "This." he threw some photos her way. Shaken by Alex's behavior, Kate snapped her face back as some of the photos slapped across her cheek. They crawled down in the air to slowly settle around her feet. He looked away from her like she had burned him. And Kate couldn't help but feel her insides tremor. Instincts screamed at her that a storm had indeed entered her life with the intent to harm the love that she and Alex shared. Bending down slowly, she reached out with trembling hands; she picked up one of the photos from the floor and froze. In the photo, Neil, her best friend, and she was making out. Kate remembered this moment, but it was nothing like this. Lifting her eyes from the photo where she had apparently locked lips with Neil, Kate looked back up into Alex's eyes and got scared out of her wits. The eyes where used to be only love and affection for her. There, those emotions were now replaced with endless hatred only. ~Nothing lasts forever; people change, and so change their lives.~ Kate thought she had one forever with Alex, but that forever came to an end too soon. When she was about to tell him the news of her pregnancy, what she expected was his elation and love, never had she thought that she would be punished instead. Thrown to the street literally, she lost everything she held dear. ~Memories never fade, and pain can never be forgotten.~ And then, one day, Alex enters her life again, this time aiming to break more than her heart. He believed she was his unfaithful wife, only to see the truth when the destruction was complete. Prequel: In the Rain (ongoing) Sequel: And Then it Rained (ongoing)

~A Paranormal Romance~ "Nothing hurts more than the hatred of the one you love the most." Manvi had thought her and Virat's love was stronger than anything else. Well until a storm came barging into their lives and destroyed it all. With a broken heart, she left, and went to made an old, abandoned mansion near the river gotten by hierarchy her new home. But the mansion had it's own tale of broken hearts as well. Each corner where cried for the things it witnessed once upon a time, a century ago. They cried for that lost love, one last breath and an unrequited ever after. The hushed whispers pointed towards the horizon, to something dangerous that Manvi didn't know she had stepped into, and then, Virat returned with the intent to mend their relationship. Both never acknowledging the other entity residing alongside in the mansion, until too late. Until the river was keen on, yet again, to separate two souls that belonged together.

Kiss me out on the bearded barley Nightly, beside the green, green grass Swing, swing, swing the spinning step You wear those shoes and I will wear that dress They stared at each other's eyes for a really really long time and then his eyes fell on the flowers in her hands. "Roses... !! " "It's valentines day you fool. You always forget..." They both chuckled together and at the same time they sobbed not being able to hold their emotions any longer.He cupped her face with his one hand lovingly, "But I've got nothing to give you." Emily leaned forward, her lips touching his earlobe gently. "Just kiss me."

~ Past separated them, now pain will bring them together.~ A teenager Sofia Hayden, experiencing her falling apart family isolated herself slowly from everything that she held dear, especially from her best friend Max Wilder who had just realized his love for her. It delivered Max the kind of grief that changed him radically. Misunderstanding turned his love into hatred. Max left with a broken heart and the ever burning hunger to give her back the same kind of pain she'd inflicted upon him. And he succeeded, coming back ten years later. Pity that he was still oblivious to many things. Silly that she still blamed herself. Then fate in the form of an old cupid named Robert Wilder and a humongous debt intervened. And a marriage made in hell was got in result. ~A journey of pain and revenge, hastily made wrong decisions and consequences will take them both somewhere, where they are meant to be.~ ~This is their bitter sweet tale of letting go; growing up and maybe along the way falling inevitably in love.~ *Stand Alone Book. Second draft.* !Warning: Go to Wattpad to read this story safely.

'We always say what's gone is gone but it's not, Evan. Past is always present. It's present in my memories, in my scars, in my nightmares.' Ramona's voice croaked. 'You're right, Ramona. Past is and will always be there but it's our choice to look back at it.' Evan's fingers were now drawing slow circles on her arm. 'Past doesn't come back to haunt us, Ramona. We go back to the past, it drags us back to it so that we can haunt ourselves.' Evan said. -- Evan had experienced the glory of love and the sadness too. He was left scarred by the loss of the love of his life. Her parting gift to him - their newborn child Julius, the only string that connected him to life - that kept him alive. He had experienced his heart transforming to a piece of stone at the grave of his wife when he had seen the last drop of his warm tear falling down and disappearing into the ground beneath which she laid. Wanting to concentrate solely on his baby child and to run away from his lost love's memories Evan moved into a small town of Vermont. Things were about to change for him when Ramona, the slightly crazy and extremely infuriating, alcoholic woman next door, might be the only one to make that stone melting. And he, didn't see it coming... But Ramona had her walls up too, to guard her own broken heart which was reminded constantly of the darkness inside it by Evan's uncontrollable anger issues. How would they ever draw a future together when Evan only saw Ramona as a threat to his child and Ramona compared Evan to her past? Next to them they still didn't know that the evil crept in the shadows, waiting for the right moment to pounce with a purpose so vile. And they, didn't see it coming... *** Book 2 of You're Still The One. (YSTO Book2, spin off.) It's a stand alone book.

~What if you find your soulmate but he's already dead?~ Charlotte is a last year Psychology student, hating the dorm-life she moves into an apartment. She considers it a blessing that she got such a quiet and decent place in such a cheap rent. And there is this hot next-door neighbor, Alex, who seems to always leave her breathless after each encounter. Their hang-out sessions on her balcony becomes the favorite time of her day. It is inevitable--the feelings she begin having for him. But too much of good can have some bad lurking around the corner. Charlotte is about to realize this soon. She starts sensing things uncanny about Alex and everything that happens around both of them hints at a horrific secret waiting to unfold. As she loses control over her heart, her perfect and peaceful life hits chaos. Will she be able to come out of this with her heart, and most importantly, her sanity intact? ~ "You mean to say it's easy to break my heart?" Charlotte asked. "It's easy if one put their heart to the task," was Alex's reply as his rough fingers strummed down the guitar chords in one fast motion. ~ A haunted apartment building, a female lead who's a psychology student and her soulmate who's already dead. Truly Madly Ghostly is one impossible love-story made possible. !Warning: Go to Wattpad to read this story safely, in case you're reading from a mirror site.

*A Wattpad exclusive story* *Unique plot* *Not a typical werewolf rejection story* ~ What Jacob has made her into? How is she to fight the beasts and save her people when she's herself one! ~ "You're my mate, and you know I can't let you go, Belle," Jacob's voice, his breaths were soon fanning down the back of her neck, signaling that he had stepped much closer to her again. "We can't let you go. You're our precious princess..., we can't live without you. I love you, Belle, we all love you!" Jacob's breath tickling across the back of her neck made her shudder in pleasure. This uncontrollable sense of pleasure, warmth, and... love, all made her want to stay back, forget yet again what she had just remembered, and go back to the days she didn't have her memories - her past. "I want to stay," was her slow murmur. Jacob breathed in relief, almost. Because her next words then crashed him down, completely. "But... I can't, because you don't lie to who you call your precious, Jacob. You don't lie to who you love." Her voice was back to cold again and so was her resolve. Holding her arm frantically, Jacob whirled her around to face him. "I can give you anything," he looked desperate and on the brink of insanity. "I will give you anything, do everything that you tell me to, just name it." Kristin didn't jerk away from his hold this time, she looked at him searching, calculating. All in a freezing way. "Then I ask you to let me go." He knew this was the final nail of this coffin, the coffin that would hold his love. Infinite howls echoed around in the woods, as the pack grieved, for their only girl - who'd, at last, remembered her past and rejected the life they gave her. She would leave them, and they knew their world would never be the same again. But they had yet to discover that from the ashes now something momentous shall rise. ''

Oliver looked on amazed as his witch dipped a little backwards, his hand still had a light grip on her upper arm. To an onlooker it would seem like they were in the midst of a slow dance. Oliver kept on watching as her lips uplifted themselves into a pleased smile. Her nose crinkled as another snowflake joined the first one. Her one had stretched out to catch the shiny, multicolored cloud particles. Soon, her woolen cap also got decorated with snow. She sighed out a smokey breath with her eyes fluttering close in the bliss of this moment. And the sight took Oliver's breath away. 'You...,' Oliver mumbled, 'You look...' 'What?' Elli hummed closing her eyes, the smile was still there and so was her addictive bliss. Oliver didn't know his mouth had parted open slightly, he felt a thirst like never before engulfing his very being. 'You look...,' He tried again, a lump was forming in his throat. Hearts beat in rhythm and they beat together fast, it was as if they would keep it up like that until they could combust hand in hand. But Oliver forced himself to return back to reality. Getting a grip of himself, he finished his dangerous sentence finally. 'You look like Santa Claus!' Or what else? Oliver mentally chastised himself for even thinking of saying it aloud that she looked beautiful indeed, absolutely gorgeous, like an angel of mischief, a true witch - a white, beautiful one in that case. He couldn't risk saying all that to her and inflate her already oversize ego bag, he couldn't bear having her walk all over him in pride and... whatever. Elli gasped and stood straighter now, her outstretched hand in it's own accord landed straight on his chest, right over his heart in a - what was supposed be a punishing slap. Oliver hissed. 'This acidity!' *You're Still The One, Book 3* ~~It's difficult for them to be with each other, but then, it's also difficult for them to be without each other. ~~