Afterlove Stories

Summer fling? No. Best friends? No. Unrequited love? Yes

[New Sections Every two weeks!] "And they lived happily ever after... " wait? Did they?What happens after a love story? Sadness, nostalgia, regret or even adventure and self-love. Meet Clara and Sebastian, madly in love or so thought Sebastian before Clara left unannounced. Follow Clara traveling the world and Sebastian fighting to reunite with his true love. Also, follow Vanessa trying to get her life together after a tragic event that will change her perspective in life. A sincere novel on self-growth and overcoming life events the best we can. Don't hesitate to leave a comment Positive or negative, and share if you enjoyed the reading!

If A Girl Or A Boy Left You That Does Not Mean Your Life Is Over.

To Love You Without Holding You is a tender work of literary fiction about a love strong enough to loosen its grip. It follows a relationship that does not collapse in anger, but quietly transforms into something more fragile, more restrained, and infinitely harder to define. Through moments of closeness and distance, longing and restraint, the story explores what remains when love can no longer be claimed-only respected. Like a sunflower that continues to turn toward the light even after the seasons change, it reflects resilience, self-discovery, and the courage it takes to stand on one's own after love reshapes itself. For readers drawn to intimate, emotionally driven stories about love, loss, and quiet becoming, this novel lingers-not because of what is held onto, but because of what is gently released.

Their love story doesn't start with how they fall in love, but how they try to fall out of it.

Everyone talks about falling in love. No one talks about what happens after. The promises were real. The late-night conversations meant something. The love felt unbreakable... until it wasn't. After the Romance is not a story about the beginning of love - it's about the aftermath. The silence after the arguments. The memories that refuse to fade. The painful moment when the person who once felt like home becomes a stranger. It's a story about heartbreak, healing, and the courage it takes to face the truth: sometimes love doesn't end with a fairytale... sometimes it ends with finding yourself again. Because the hardest part of love... is what comes after the romance.

A lover girl who is learning to heal her broken heart because she kept giving it to people who did not know how to handle it with care, and always left it broken. Spoiler alert, I'm almost healed so I'm writing a book about it

Flo WAS your normal cliché unpopular girl, only with a couple of friends. Well that all changed when she died! She went to the afterlife and with it lost her chance to grow up as a normal teenage girl. Well not completely....

After matching on bumble with two girls. He goes on a date with one of them, their relationship lasting for more than 8 months. What happened to the other girl?

This is what happens when you s l e e p with your e x . Because you were better than the bitter aftertaste, but you avoided drinking sweet tea. copyright © cardboardkeyboard 2015

She had no idea that her love towards this boy would turn to nothing but a distant memory before she could say the words i love you

She loved him once. And then she had to survive him. This is not a story about a breakup. It's about what remains after love turns unrecognizable - the memories that linger, the strength that returns, and the quiet choice to heal. What Survived is about learning to let go of who someone was, while holding on to who you became. "A healing story, told softly."

Reason for this story is to tell others that love still goes on ,long after we don't .It's in the memories that the lovers shared that they will always find each other in .

Alexander Cross was named after Alexander the Great, but he was an artist. Alex didn't command armies, he commandeered art. His forte was sugar, a delicately intricate art. He was often mocked, but all Alex thought of was his dream. His dream changed after Josephine. Everything changed after her. Everything became sugar skulls and shadows.

Just some poems. I am not a professional and I am from Germany, so please correct me, if I write complete bullshit. I have to admit, that I don't know if they are 'poems' or not. Maybe they are short storys or poems or just dump things. Well, hope you'll enjoy it anyways.

Inspired from a song called Straberries and Cigarettes by Troye Sivan

I am not a writer. I simply wrote because it's the only way I could escape reality and grasp the unbearable intensity of my soul. However, there was one time when I never wrote anything at all. Because I could never dare to even escape the reality of him.

❝ grief isn't always loud. sometimes, it's for the living who walked away. sometimes it's revisiting the old ; pressing fingers to old scars, naming each one with poems. i write in crimson truths for survival, how else could i breathe anew when my lungs house red lilies i planted for you? ❞ a collection of grief hymns, love letters and aching little miracles carved from silence. poetry/prose [lowercase intended]

This is my version of a sequel for "Afterlove" by Tanya Bryne. I hope you like it <3