Self-love Stories

2026 Leighyeann A. Mies All rights reserved cover by @breakdownwalls [Book 2 in the Braverly series] Years after leaving her old small town behind, Braverly Lane is now an author and editor at a small publishing company. She has already published a book, which, however, hasn't found much success yet. A series of events, along with a lesson from the past that resurfaces, is bound to reshape her future in a way she has never expected before...

Words... unsaid Words from the heart Feelings... untold

The Werewolf King. Sebastian is born with all the powers of an Alpha werewolf without having an actual wolf. When he turns seventeen and nothing changed, Kai and Reese are at a loss. Now what? Tangled in a web of fairytales and prophecies the family sets out to find answers. Along the way the three of them end up fighting alongside Princes of Doragon who try to protect the legacy of their dying father and save the Kingdom from a disloyal son keen on destroying everything. The race to find the almighty Dragon Blade and win the war is on. But they are not the only ones looking. Please note that this is not a stand alone story. Book 2 is needed to understand the story of Sebastian.

These pages weren't meant to be read. They were meant to survive me. A collection of midnight poems, and word-spills from someone who loves deeply, overthinks daily, and still hasn't learned how to stop feeling everything all at once. Read if you've ever wanted to scream but only had ink. At the end of every chapter a question is present for all those who reads my chapters and I hope you would answer them but even if you don't, it is fine but make sure you would answer yourself all the questions I asked..

I met him when I was at my lowest, and he made me believe in love again. I gave him my heart, trusted his words, and thought I had finally found someone who truly cared. But the deeper I loved him, the more I realized something painful-I was never the only one. This is a story of love, heartbreak, jealousy, and the painful lesson of giving your all to a man who was never truly yours. In the end, I had to learn the hardest thing... how to let go and choose myself. 💔

Introvert thoughts which are mostly intrusive, but now I do dare to pour them all. Tired from these non-stop chattering of brains. Ready to show a side of me who wants to talk, who wants to be heared, and most importantly to be loved by myself.

Self-love often starts small, like planting a single seed. With time, patience and a bit of light, it will blossom.

Its easy to cry in silent but it takes courage to acknowledge the reason behind your tears. We all deserve better and we can choose to be the better we deserve. You can be broken but even a scratch on a vase is called art. With all your scars you are a masterpiece

'Self-love often starts small, like planting a single seed. With time, patience, and a bit of light, it will blossom.' Abhiradhi Ganesan had gotten out of the hardest relationship she had experienced in her short life, and felt like nothing would ever cheer her up again. With the help and support of her brother and best friend, she tries to plant that little seed called hope, and with it blossoms not just self-love, but also love eventually. Ilavarasan Kumaran was exhausted with the void that had entered his life ever since the fights with his now ex-fiancee. In some ways, he felt it was good that he hadn't married her; they would have been miserable, though the thought hurt. Armed with new ideas, he forges on a new path, finding love in unexpected places. A novella spin-off from Heliotrope, a prequel; can be read as a standalone. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED.

We are all running from something. In this raw poetry series, The Architecture of the Choose, I explore heartbreak-the fear of being vulnerable again, and the crushing reality of love that didn't choose you back. We play the games of Pretending and Ignoring, hoping the chaser never catches up. But what happens when you finally stop? This is a journey of outrunning the pain, only to realize the only way forward is to stand still and feel it all. These poems are the words I was too scared to write. This is the weight I am finally ready to put down. Poetry | Heartbreak | Mature Themes

Celestine Evraine San Jose is a girl who preferred the silent corners over the center of the stage -always present, yet never quite seen. She believed she was meant to remain in the background of other people's stories, known only for her paint and ink, always an artist, never the art. Always the poet never the poem. Then someone noticed her, someone unexpected. Sebastian Iñigo Ramirez loud, popular, with the confidenceof a soaring eagle, different from her quiet world. As everyone else were busy praising the dazzling orchid and the cool lavander, he found himself drawn to the wallflower. And for a moment, Celestine felt what it was like to be seen- to be the poem instead of the poet, the art instead of the artist. But not all stories last forever. People come and go, leaving behind lessons instead of fairy-tale endings. And through it all, she begins to realize that not all stories are fairy tales that must conclude with romance. Because someone who loves you unconditionally, whether in romance or in family, will always see you for who you truly are. And she slowly get to learn that perhaps she was never just a wallflower. Perhaps she was something softer, rarer - a quiet bloom hidden in the shadows. An Overshadowed Lily with Petals of a Quiet Wallflower.

Lila always felt invisible-too shy to speak up, too unsure to chase her dreams. But life has a way of nudging people toward their power. Through personal challenges, self-reflection, and small bold actions, Lila learns how to stand tall, embrace her uniqueness, and radiate confidence that lights up every room she enters.

Serenity Norms Exist (verb) : Have objective reality or being Synonym : live

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"She mistook attention for affection, and paid for it with her heart." Three years away from Calicut taught Aishwarya Vishwanath how to breathe without asking for permission. Now, she returns-not as the girl who left, but as a woman who has mastered the art of solitary, financially independent living. She arrives with a mission: to lead dance and music workshops for the Keralite Association. She expects the rhythm of art and the warmth of nostalgia. Instead, she is met with the suffocating weight of traditions she no longer recognizes. Her brothers, once her protectors, have become silent enforcers of the patriarchy that carves deep, unnoticeable scars into her childhood home. Aishwarya tells herself she is detached. Unbothered. A stranger to her own past. But Calicut does what it does best. Through the laughter of her students, fate forces a confrontation with Amal Shekhar Varma. He was once her safest place, the boy who texted first and became her world. To Aishwarya, it was a first love, but to Amal, she was merely the bridge to reach her female best friend, Siya, a rising Instagram influencer he secretly admired. Now, as the music plays and the old streets of Calicut close in, Aishwarya must navigate the wreckage of a heartbreak she thought she'd outrun. It is a story of return and restraint-and a love that waits in the shadows until it finally demands to be felt.

Have you ever paused while telling a beautiful fairytale to your children, nieces, or nephews and quietly realized how unrealistic it actually sounds? Perhaps, in the back of your mind, a thought lingers - that the story feels carefully constructed, painfully polished, almost too perfect to be true. As adults, when we revisit these tales, we cannot help but question them. We smile and think, Yes, of course he will wait for you. As if love unfolds so patiently and flawlessly in real life. And yet, what if we have been looking at these stories the wrong way? What if the fairytales we grew up hearing - and now pass down to the next generation - are not simply fantasies, but reflections of something deeper? What if, beneath the embellishment and grandeur, there are truths about longing, hope, resilience, and self-worth? This book invites you to see those stories differently. It is a reflective memoir exploring how fairytales shaped unrealistic romantic expectations - and how unlearning them reshaped self-worth. Through personal experience and honest introspection, Like A Princess She Felt examines the quiet ways we internalize grand love stories and measure our own lives against them. It challenges the idea that love must be dramatic to be meaningful, or that waiting to be chosen is the same as being worthy. Because sometimes, the most important transformation is not finding the prince. It is discovering that you were whole long before he arrived. - Aara Aleera

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a book of simple yet profound reminders to help you stay mindful, positive, and kind every day. with its uplifting messages, this book is your perfect daily companion.

Loving Me, Loving Me Not is a courageous memoir for women who learned to survive before they learned to feel safe. Through her own story and insights from trauma psychology, Aara Aleera explores why peace can feel foreign, why intensity is mistaken for love, and why choosing yourself is the ultimate act of bravery. You are not broken. You were adapting. This is where your becoming begins.

I might win the war, but the battle is never mine. Sometimes, only you see your insecurities - trapped in your eyes, whispered by every mirror, every shadow, everywhere. And sometimes, you need someone to teach how to love .