Broodingboy Stories

"𝙒𝙝𝙖𝙩𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙨𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙨 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙢𝙖𝙙𝙚 𝙤𝙛, 𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙚 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙖𝙢𝙚." - 𝙀𝙢𝙞𝙡𝙮 𝘽𝙧𝙤𝙣𝙩ë Ruby Sinclair knows exactly what her future is supposed to look like. Perfect grades. Perfect college applications. Perfect control. But when the boy who vanished from her life three years ago without a goodbye suddenly returns back home, every carefully built wall around her starts to crack. Now trapped between old memories and new feelings, Ruby finds herself tangled in a Mess of a terrifying realization that some people never really leave your heart... no matter how hard you try to replace them. Because growing up means learning that love isn't always the right choice. And sometimes the person who feels like home is the very person capable of wrecking you. ━━━ A story about unfinished goodbyes, complicated friendships, jealousy, grief, and the kind of love that refuses to stay buried.

Willow Andrews is a mess. A big, hot, steaming mess with daddy issues and a drinking problem. She's angry and upset with the world and trying to fix her problems all the wrong ways with all the wrong people. Adryan Cadence is mature. He's got his life figured out, he's a smarty with a body, and he's ready to finish his senior year without any issues. He has a past but has moved on and done well for himself (despite being a bit broody at times), and thinks he's got everything under control, until a drunk girl shows up on his doorstep one night.

Mia hides behind flowers and silence - until a violent fight drags her into Asher's dark world. He's fierce, guarded, and unwilling to let anyone in. But sometimes, pain speaks louder than words. And in their brokenness, they might just find a dangerous kind of healing.

The Letters We Never Sent By Hrizz She spoke through poems. He bled emotions through sketches. They never talked. Until the letters began. Poorva Chauhan is the quiet poetry girl no one notices. Hritik Dawda is the brooding artist who's mastered the art of staying invisible. At Edenridge High, they exist in separate shadows-until a mysterious letter tucked in an old library locker changes everything. Through anonymous notes, raw poetry, and hidden drawings, they start to fall-hard. But falling for someone you've never seen is one thing. Facing the truth when secrets unravel? That's another. When one letter reveals more than it should, identities come crashing down. And Hritik's hidden trauma might be the thing that tears them apart. A slow-burn teenage romance about art, grief, healing, and the words we leave behind.

she was all soft edges. he was all sharp lines. neither of them meant to fall. Celine Rebello never meant to notice Aarav Mehra, the brooding second-year student with stormy eyes, a smile that would peirce your heart, a smile that could ruin a girl in seconds. He had a girlfriend. He had a life too loud, too tangled, too far from hers. And yet... he kept looking. At first, it was nothing. Just stolen glances across corridors, too-quick eye contact near the TT table, the kind of tension that made the air buzz even when they weren't speaking. Then came the silence, the kind that said too much. And then that one moment. Thirty seconds. Eyes locked. Like the world just... stopped. Aarav wasn't supposed to notice her. Not the quiet girl with the soft voice and wide eyes. Not the one his gaze always found, even when she wasn't looking. But he did. And once he did, it became harder to look away. This is not a love story. It's almost one. It's bruises where there should've been hands held and butterflies that never landed. It's dumb timing, loud hearts, and a thousand what-ifs. And somewhere between the glances, the giggles she tried to hide, and the way he always looked back one last time, they both start to wonder: what if?

She escaped a murder attempt. Changed her city... not her scars. But the boy she ran from - just enrolled in her college. And while she doesn't recognize him... he remembers everything. "Tum kab tak mujhse bhago gi, Nandini?" She changed her city, not her past. And now... He's back - with a smile, and unfinished business.

Aarya never believed in fate-until it started writing to her. Hidden deep in her university library is a book that shouldn't exist. No barcode. No title. Just ink-stained pages... and letters addressed to her. Letters that warn her about Rayan-the charming, cold senior with a past that no one dares to talk about. As secrets unravel and sparks fly, Aarya must decide: Should she run from the truth... Or fall for the boy the letters warned her about?

ONGOING: NEW CHAPTER EVERY WEEK! She was supposed to disappear. Instead, she became the reason everything fell apart. After a career-ending injury shatters her dream of becoming a world-class ballerina, Emmeline Blackwood is adrift, until she joins her Formula one driver brother on the global racing circuit, hoping to stay invisible in his fast, high-profile world. But the track has other plans. Between glittering cities and roaring engines, Emmeline finds herself caught between two rivals: Tyler Dubois, her brother's golden teammate with a smile that feels like safety, and Mateo Alves, the brooding legend-in-the-making who sees the darkness she's been hiding. What starts as fleeting glances and stolen moments quickly spirals into something far more dangerous. And when Emmeline discovers the truth behind their growing interest in her, everything detonates. Now, with team loyalties shattered and hearts on the line, Emmeline must choose: stay the quiet girl in the background, or finally take the lead in her own story. Love, legacy, betrayal, and the girl at the centre of it all.

She came to Elmridge with a past no one dares ask about. But in a school built on secrets, Raya Sen isn't just another mystery - she's the storm they never saw coming.

Charli Maden, the new girl in the shearing shed, meets the brooding farmers son, Miles Reid. Getting off on the wrong foot won't stop the sparks from flying.

[#1 in #broodingboy #2 in #secretlife] They met in the night. But can that survive the light? By day, Riley is a scholarship student at one of the most elite private schools in Chicago. She keeps her head down, plays by the rules, and pretends she belongs in a world built for people nothing like her. By night, she becomes Lacey. At Belle's, under neon lights and watchful eyes, she works nights to pay for the life she's not supposed to have. It works. Until it doesn't. Because the boy she meets on a slow Saturday night-the one who doesn't touch, doesn't play along, doesn't look away-walks into her school the next day. Some worlds aren't meant to collide. But once they do...