Anira Histoires

a story between a soldier 🪖 and a story writer✍️

Anira learned early how to hold herself together. How to swallow words. How to keep her heart quiet. How to survive without asking anyone to stay. Reyansh never learned how to stop feeling. His anger comes easy, his words sharper than he intends, his heart far too open for a world that keeps disappointing him. When fate forces them to work together, they don't fall in love. They collide. Every conversation feels like a bruise. Every silence feels heavier than the last. They argue over little things, avoid eye contact, pretend the tension doesn't exist-until it does. Until late nights turn into shared exhaustion. Until rain-soaked evenings blur the line between irritation and concern. Until they start noticing the cracks in each other's armor. Anira sees the loneliness Reyansh hides behind sarcasm. Reyansh sees the ache Anira masks with composure. Neither of them wants to admit it. Because admitting it means risking everything. This is not a loud love. It is quiet. Lingering. Built in pauses and almosts. In glances held a second too long. In confessions that arrive late, tangled with fear and rain. And when the truth finally spills-raw, imperfect, trembling-it changes them both. A slow-burn romantic story about two guarded hearts, forced proximity, angry arguments that soften into care, and the kind of love that doesn't arrive all at once... but grows, gently and painfully, until it becomes impossible to ignore.

What if there is a dimension where magic exists? A dimension in which a school of fantasy exist, like the School of Magic. A school where they train witches and wizards both with different categories, the Bad witches and wizards and the Good witches and wizards. They are being trained for only one task, both Good and Bad are being trained so they can lead a person from Earth to good or evil. Watch as they slowly complete their task, or will they? Cover by K.Weikel @Renesmeewolfe

story revolves around a 3 bestfriends, meera Deepak and roshini deepak loves meera lot but roshini loves Deepak but she don't know that deepak loves meera what happens when roshini knows the truth? find in this story

Arina, Fen Li, Makeelu, and Abishon are four children from very different reaches of the world. When a sudden cry for help echoes in their ears at the exact same time, they know that the one calling for their help is in serious danger. The voice calls them. They will answer.

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Story revolves around a 2bestfriends, who after fall in love with each other.

"Because when things feel heavy... I want to be where you are." That's what he told her. And somehow, she believed him. They met at a quiet café - where his past stayed zipped behind a jacket, and her heart hadn't yet learned how to be careful. He wasn't supposed to stay. But then came the borrowed mornings. The almost-kisses. The scar she wasn't supposed to see. Suddenly, love didn't look like a promise. It looked like something whispered - just in case someone was listening. The Lie That Loved Me is a slow-burn, poetic romance about soft hands, sharp truths, and the ache of loving someone who was never yours to keep. For the ones who never asked for forever - just for someone to stay. - © 2025 Anira. All rights reserved. Do not repost or reproduce without permission.