Adoration Stories

𝑙𝑦𝑟𝑖𝑐𝑠, 𝑤𝑜𝑟𝑑𝑠, 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑑𝑒𝑠𝑐𝑟𝑖𝑝𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛𝑠- 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑤ℎ𝑒𝑛 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑎𝑟𝑒 𝑖𝑛 𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒(ˢⁱᶜᵏ).

"Kitni baar kahe ki humare liye wait mat karo. Kha liya karo" Haseena smiled as she sees a mild caring nature of her wife. "Aur hum apse kitni baar kahe ki hum humesha apka intezar karenge" The word 𝒉𝒖𝒎𝒆𝒔𝒉𝒂 stung Karishma. ✯✯✯ She loved in silence, in patience, in ways I never noticed... until I could no longer ignore it. - Karishma She never left, never demanded, never asked-just present. Just loved without even knowing it. - Haseena It was always there, but hidden. It was just unsaid but obvious. Frozen Heart x Constant Soul Ft Karishma Singh and Haseena Mallik

"My darling prince, be my emperor- and I will devote my entire existence and soul to you." He says, pressing his lips against my hand. Red instantly bloomed on my cheeks as I stuttered, "What are you saying- the title of Emperor had already gone towards my younger sister." "I don't believe she deserve such title. You are borned to rule and I will make sure you sit on that throne." Everything had gone towards Mabell. Oscar loves his sister, dearly but he can't help but envious of her sometimes. Even his mother love her mother than him- he wished, he wished for someone who will understand and stand beside him.

A Jungkook fanfiction - slow updates

While on a walk a young man ponders the nature of life, and his own self in relation to his lover.

A series of a storyline I thought of at 5 am a random day. Including some poems! A man who falls in love with a coquette girl. Love at first sight, if you will.

A short story of beauty, love, and death. That is, the story of Lythia Mortella Ludivine, and her one, true obsession.

To the nation, they are just colleagues-two senators working side by side, exchanging formalities and sharing the floor. But behind the polished smiles and calculated speeches, lies a quiet love that has endured years of secrecy, tension, and devotion. They've been together-privately-since 2022. Only a few trusted colleagues know the truth. And the rest of the country? They see nothing but professionalism. In the Senate, everything must be proper. Controlled. Impeccable. But behind the chamber doors, in whispered phone calls, subtle glances, and rare stolen moments, their hearts speak a different language. How do you hold on to a love that the world must never see? How do you protect what's real in a place where almost everything is scripted? Because in the end, their story isn't written in laws or resolutions- It's written in silence, in longing, and in the spaces they share when no one is watching. This is the love that lives... Sa Likod ng Senado.

Big time winter *mood* :) This short piece is a description of how it feels to wake up next to someone you adore the morning after a heavy snowfall. Simple, cozy, and fluff-filled, I hope this fulfills your winter romance dreams.

Songs, Poems I personally wrote to kill time

The baited were girls who were completely irresistible, so desirable they could be dangled in front of the most evil of creatures as bait. However, the true danger lay in the Kings and Queens, powerful and rich who craved them. You could kill a demon, you could not kill a King. So when the men came to hunt for her, she ran, and the evil followed. Chasing her into the arms of an Elven King.

Poetry about love and lack there of, hope, and desire. About wine, hatchets, god, chains, rain, Spring days, and all things, really. Just a deep look inside one human's mind.

A depiction of the touch of another. The want to be felt. To be held in thoughts that makes smiles. Laugh and drop your aching head back onto that pillow.

A short poem, adoration.

She is mine

About a recent high school graduate, and her adventures with death.

The title of a book is what drives you to pick it up but it's the first sentence that always makes you want to read on. The story as it is perhaps perceived is up to the person reading it man or woman. A book brings you into a new world. A book effects all of us in different ways, and for me, well reading a book is escaping reality. It's living the life I wish I could live. It's just not being me it's being the person I strive to be. So as you read this story think about not who you are or what you are, think about who you want to be, what you want to be in this cruel world we live in.

I'm not the guy. Never was.

A constant rhythm mixing everyone in a mixture creating a deadly concoction Leaving a bitter taste on my mouth when I'm trying to swallow This is the price I've to pay for following the hype Being loss in the sauce because I wanted to be saucy My brain damaged beyond repair Drenched in sweat from one stairway because I can't feel my legs Highest Rank #206 in Fresh #821 in World #610 in Sagittarius #209 in Growth #43 in Ambition #50 in Vibe #19 in Adoration #28 in Attempt #37 in Topics