Breathe Stories

The 42-Second Noose The audio file was exactly forty-two seconds long. At a normal human speaking pace, that was roughly eighty-four words. Eighty-four words to dismantle a three-year fortress built on dock salt, shared poverty, and absolute devotion. Ateş Karahan did not look at the rain smearing the Camden Town soot against his window. He sat on the edge of a mattress that still smelled faintly of her lavender headscarf, his broad, scarred hands clamped over his ears, forcing the cheap plastic speaker of his phone directly against his skull. *Click.* The digital static of the 135th playback hummed through the freezing London flat. > *"Ateş. Don't call me after you read this. My lawyer has already filed the decree in Istanbul and London simultaneously. Let's not make this a primitive village drama. We are nothing now. I have a world now, a real career, and you... you simply don't fit into this picture anymore, Ateş. You're a ghost in a Camden pub, and I am about to be the face of the country. So do us both a favor-sign the damn papers and let's move on."* The voice note cut off. The blue light of the screen died, plunging the room back into a heavy, suffocating dark. In the silence that followed, a low, wet sound broke from the back of his throat-the dry, rattling chuckle of a man who had just realized his entire universe was a currency she used to buy a ticket out of the mud.

و ئەوە هەموو ئەو شتانەن کە زۆر بە خۆشەویستیەوە هەڵیان دەگرم ، لەنێو پەڕاوە نوسراوەکاندا. یادنامەی خۆشەویست. ـــ لە گۆرانی duvet ئیلهام وەرگیراوە ، لەنێو نوسینەکانی نێو دێڕەکان دەیبینن.

Everyone needs a place where they can think freely. A place where questions matter more than answers. A place where curiosity is welcomed and where thoughts can exist without the fear of being judged. The Thinking Notebook is a collection of reflections, observations, questions, and ideas about life. Some entries explore topics we rarely talk about. Others examine ordinary things from a different perspective. There is no single theme here-only a desire to think deeply and honestly. These pages are not meant to tell you what to believe. They are meant to make you pause, reflect, and perhaps see something familiar in a new way. So if you're ready to question, wonder, and think a little longer than usual, welcome. --- This book is a collection of articles originally published on Substack. For early access to new entries, visit @byarwaofficial.

This book definitely needs some major editing. I was pretty childish when I wrote it, so looking back at it now makes me a little nervous and insecure, not gonna lie <3 Main Leads: Dramatic weddings? The OG entertainment. But a 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘤𝘦𝘥 dramatic wedding? That's straight-up nightmare fuel. A game of hatred that ties two unwilling souls together. Bollywood vibes? Check. A rich, spoiled guy? Check. A seemingly ordinary girl-yet not so ordinary? Double-check. But this isn't your typical love story-shushh, no spoilers! So, what happens when the most pampered child of the Chauhan family walks in, not alone, but with his wife in a wedding dress? Too much drama? Maybe. But isn't that exactly what you live for? Second Main Leads: Crush-such an innocent feeling. But what happens when your crush turns out to be your brother's ex-best friend? Drama is inevitable. Now add in the fact that his family is your family's enemy? That's not just drama-that's kalesh. And when fake dating enters the picture? It spirals into chaos. But amidst all the mess, secrets, and heartbreak... what if it's his daughter who ends up tying the strings of your heart to his? Will this story lead to misery-or to a love that was always meant to be? Third Main Leads: Lies can ruin everything. When mixed with misunderstandings, they weave a web of pain strong enough to shatter even the most beautiful relationships. A police officer falls for a girl-only to discover she's the one sent to kill his sister. Love turns to heartbreak. And trust, the most fragile thing of all, cuts the deepest when it's broken. Did their story end with that one devastating lie? Or was fate always determined to pull them back together? Will their story end in smiles... or in tears that leave nothing but ruins behind? Read 𝑩𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒉𝒆 to witness chaotic love stories <3

This is a poetry collection I wrote that fell under the tree, but still got up and tried again. This is a relatable collection about persistence, pain, and pleasure. A collection about being human. Raw emotions live in this book.

Your stressed the fuck out 😭 Your trying to keep up with the "Jones" 😭 FOCUS on your path 🙏🏽 Take it slow 🙏🏽

🧸🕊] - IN WHICH they help each other through their anxiety :: LOWERCASE INTENDED

some thoughts

It's a story description part , but I seriously can't find the words to write one.

****Please Read**** Are you having a panic/anxiety attack? Are you in need of deep help and under hurtful thoughts? Do you need help calming down and thinking positive again? Do you need to vent somewhere and/or rant? You've come to a very accepting and helpful area. No one will judge nor bully you here. I promise, you're also always allowed to help others and PM me! I'm here for you, here to listen and understand. I love you all, so much. I care about you and pray for your mental health. Stay blessed, royal rebellion.❤

For the people with a brain that works like mine

A little collection of Poems... which reflects about me the boy who don't know anything about socialization.. friend's rules regulations guy with less than ordinary but not so ordinary dreams... and things in mind.. but im still a childish kid.. .. and RAW.....

Not always happy but always from the heart Feel free to share!!

they always meet in her dreams. Her dreams are the only thing left in their relationship.

(1) (ek·top·ik) a d j e c t i v e ❝ occuring in an abnormal position or place; displaced ❞

Spoken words....A mirror to some reality

This is going to be a book about learning to let go. Chapters are going to be super short

This is a bunch of 'How to's that is GUARANTEED to make you laugh! :D