Authorlovestory Stories

He knew he was fiction. She never knew she was loved. Arin Volkov exists inside a story that changed the world. Readers love him, quote him, carry him with them. They believe they understand him. But no one knows the truth, that he is aware of his own fiction, and that his attention has always been fixed on one person. The woman who wrote him. Mira Anseli lives quietly behind the success of her novel, unseen in the noise surrounding it. She writes late at night, carries grief she never names, and believes her words are the only place she is allowed to exist fully. Somewhere between sentences, something shifts. Told through intertwined perspectives of creator and creation, this story blurs the line between reality and imagination, asking a quiet, devastating question: If a character can love his author, does that love become real? This is not a story about grand gestures or dramatic romance. It is about attention. About being seen when no one else is watching. About loving someone without ever touching them. About choosing to exist for someone, even when you can never belong to them. This is a story about the intersection of fiction and reality. About grief and creation. About loving quietly and letting go gently. For readers who love stories that unfold in the spaces between words. For those who believe the most devastating love stories are the ones that almost exist. For readers who believe that some of the deepest love stories are the ones never spoken aloud.

I signed with satisfaction when I finally finished the painting I've been working on for more than a month now. It's a picture of a boy riding in a buffalo with rice field and mount Arayat background. The scenic view has always been in my mind ever since I can remember as it reminds me so much of my childhood and the place where I was born. I stretched my back and did some movements to lessen the stiffness. Hindi ko na namalayan ang oras, I've been sitting for almost 5 hours! Well, it's definitely worth it. Matagal ko ng gustong tapusin ito but I got really busy and "distracted" lately. I could usually finish one painting in less than 2 weeks no matter how busy I get at work so ito ang pinakamatagal by far. Painting is just one of my hobbies, I love to draw too. I stood up and started fixing my things, I need to clean my balcony as paints are scattered all over the floor. I love to paint here more than my room. My flat is located at a prime area where Burj Khalifa and Dubai mall's dancing fountain are very visible from my balcony which give me peace of mind while I paint. I've been staying here for almost 3 years now and I love it here until I kinda feel strange lately. Something tells me that I am being watched and it gives me chill....

{{for every girl who needs her prince in shining Armor but more with a shining face and bank balance ✨}} ♡ℝ𝕦𝕡 𝔻𝕖𝕠𝕣𝕒♡ "Pehla pyaar bahut gehra aur hamesha ke liye hota hai." a ambitious innocent naive and kind hearted girl from jodhpur the only daughter of Deora's with a protective older brother and the Sunshine of her new college life Love was not so her type she always knew there was no one better than her father's choice and she believed in him until... ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ✯ℝ𝕒𝕛 ℝ𝕒𝕥𝕙𝕠𝕣𝕖✯ {["Pehli nazar ka pehla pyaar, jo zindagi bhar yaad rahe."]} the only son of rathore family and the future heir to rathore industries the cold ambivert who fell for her more at every moment with the warm and comforting freeze of her innocence He was a good and strong fighter always feeling the heavenly calmness in her eyes and face if loving someone was considered a sin then... HE WAS THE FUCKING DEVIL!!