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There are 8 billion people in the world. Most of them will never know your name. Some will know it for a moment-a barista writing it on a coffee cup, a lecturer reading it from a register, a stranger glancing at your social media profile before scrolling away. And then there are the rare ones. The impossible ones. The people who arrive by accident and stay forever. The story you're about to read began with a phone number that should have been dead. A disconnected SIM. An empty chat. One grey tick. Nothing more. No grand declarations. No love at first sight. No dramatic collision in the rain. Just a girl who had too many thoughts and nowhere to put them. And a message that was never supposed to be read. The funny thing about loneliness is that it teaches you strange habits. Some people keep diaries. Some talk to the stars. Some whisper their secrets into empty rooms. She texted a number that no longer belonged to anyone. Or so she thought. Because somewhere hundreds of miles away, on a cold night beneath a different sky, a phone lit up. A stranger looked down. And read the first message. Neither of them knew it then. Not when the first text was sent. Not when the second arrived. Not even when the single grey tick became two. But some stories don't begin when people meet. Some stories begin when one person speaks into the dark- and another answers. This is one of those stories.

🌟 [THE COSMOS 🪐] NEW NOTIFICATION:Starlight: love you, sunbeam.Sunbeam: love you too, starlight. don't make it a thing.Sunbeam: (it's already a thing).Welcome to the Cosmos group chat. It is mid-June, summer break is in full effect, and the digital ecosystem is completely volatile. Thirteen-year-old Kamille (Starlight) is just trying to survive the daily onslaught of her friends' texts-which usually consist of Leo screaming in all caps, Jax spamming 14 deep-fried raccoon memes at 3:00 AM, and Maya tracking everyone's data with statistical precision.To shake up the server and mess with their friends, Kamille and Eva (Sunbeam) decide to initiate a fake-affection "bit." A forehead tap here, a casual cheek peck there. They're professionals. They're matching menaces. It's totally platonic.Until a 1:47 AM private text session drops the safety nets, a chaotic hallway collision blurs the lines, and the "bit" suddenly transitions into absolute, heartfelt reality.But right as they lock in their perfect summer sanctuary, a freak digital mainframe glitch vacuums the entire group chat out of their bedrooms and drops them right onto the checkerboard floor of The Amazing Digital Circus. Stripped of their human forms and transformed into geometric circus performers, Astra (Kamille) and Helia (Eva) must use peak group chat tactics, 8th-grade vocabulary loopholes, and their unbreakable bond to beat Caine's mathematical apocalypses and keep the circus from abstracting.An epistolary text-fic and dialogue-driven adventure about summer romance, sibling warfare, and bypassing censorship filters on purpose.

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true horror story told in the form of text messages... read and find out what happens! thank you for 1k reads!!

The Males from both My hero academia and Seven deadly sins fight for Y/N's love. Who will win? I am making this in hopes to make you guys smile!! Plus I love MHA and 7DS. So hope you guys enjoy!! This is a group chat where all our favorite hoes unite and fight for your love!! The girls are there too, you know to add some spice and jealousy. I don't own the characters but I own the story plot. MHA: My Hero Academia/ Boku no hero Academia 7DS: Seven Deadly Sins Text AU MHA's and 7DS's worlds will connect in this adventure between worlds. You already met all of them but they haven't met each other How will it go?

A story of pure desire! A story of love and playful teasing and a lot of banter! Zhelaniye - Desire in Russian 🇷🇺 Collaborating with @Shreya_VA

Gossip Series #1 Epistolary wherein a college student bs in architecture, a photojournalist, and academically unparalleled known Darius Heize Lorenzo for years and yet, no one can even touch a single tingly feeling off to his body.

she was a fangirl and she was his world.

Creepy and scary chat stories for late night reading... "Get Out Now" Matt is home alone on a stormy night when he gets creepy texts from his girlfriend to GET OUT of the house NOW! Because evil is coming to visit him! "Devil's Subway Station" Lisa takes a subway train near midnight and alights at a creepy station no one has ever heard of. Can she find her way home in the end? A re-telling of a Japanese urban legend 'Kisaragi Station'. "Trapped In Oven" Brad gets an SOS text from his ex-girlfriend and colleague. She is trapped in the factory oven! Unknown to them, a vengeful ghost is seeking revenge for her tragic fiery death... "Disturbing 911 Call: I Killed My Husband!" A tragic and chilling 911 call made by a woman who shot her cheating husband. "Don't Come Down" Two young sisters are alone at home when they hear a window breaking downstairs. An axe murderer is on the loose in their house! Can they survive the encounter?

warning: horror genre chat story

a tagalog chat story between kim jisoo & kim taehyung . . ♡

Ang Pag ibig nila Kyntzier and Ash Xine Simpleng Chat Story lang po ito Languages: Tagalog and English

There wasn't a storm. No raised voices. Just a pause. A delay that grew arms and wrapped itself around my chest. He said, "Get free." I did. I cleared the clock for him - and waited. Not with anger, not with expectation - just that quiet, invisible hope we never speak aloud. Minutes became hours. Silence, the kind that stretches time. And yet, when he finally wrote back, it wasn't an apology. It was a mirror - reflecting how he thought I felt, as if my heart was a riddle he didn't want to solve. I had to tell him - I'm not mad at the gaps between your replies. I only ached when you invited me into your time, then forgot I was already standing at the door. But still, I forgave him before he even understood. Because that's what love sometimes looks like - not grand confessions, but soft shoulders and tired fingers that type "I'm sorry" without waiting for one in return. Then something changed. Not loudly. Not with fireworks. But like when winter finally begins to exhale, and you realise the ground had been thawing all along. He started showing up. In the quiet ways. With late-night check-ins. With "Ishaaa." With "I understand." With "Tell me." With "Sleep. Please." He didn't promise forever. He didn't open all his windows. But he cracked the door. And maybe, just maybe, that was enough - for now. Because this isn't a story about falling in love. This is a story about trying. About message delays, missed moments, and the poetry of persistence. It's about a girl who refused to let silence be the final word. And a boy learning, slowly, that silence is not safety - it's just a page waiting to be written on.

She was tired of pretending to be strong He cared without ever being seen At 11:43 PM, one simple message changed everything "Did you eat?" She didn't know his name She didn't know his face But he knew her silence, her tears, her broken nights What begins as silent care slowly becomes deep attachment What feels like love slowly hides a dangerous truth This is not just a love story It is a story of unseen protection, hidden sacrifice, painful distance, and a love that heals only after breaking you! Because I Care..!!

22.00 Azzam Daffa Saifan : Tlg fotoin pr fisika. Read. 22.30 Azzam Daffa Saifan : Rea, tlg fotoin pr fisika. Read. Azzam Daffa Saifan : Kok chat gue cuma diread? --- 04.00 Reana Azzura : Sori, Zam. Gue ketiduran. 05.00 Azzam Daffa Saifan : Gue tau lo kesel sama gue. Read. 05.15 Azzam Daffa Saifan : Tapi tolong jangan menjauh, Re. Gue minta maaf. Read. 05.17 Azzam Daffa Saifan : Reana, jangan diread doang dong. Read. 05.18 Azzam Daffa Saifan : Gue suka sama lo. 05.18 Read. 05. 19 Azzam Daffa Saifan : Maaf salah kirim. Semua berawal dari Azzam yang terus menanyakan Reana soal tugas sekolah, hingga akhirnya Reana sadar bahwa ia hanya dimanfaatkan oleh Azzam. Tapi, apakah Azzam akan terus memanfaatkan Reana di saat perasaannya telah berubah menjadi sesuatu yang asing bagi dirinya? Copyright © 2019-All Rights Reserved by Yaseen Taraksa.

It's that time of the month again. Lanterns light the streets, stars brighten the sky, and the smell of gingerbread and hot chocolate fills every home. In UST, Paskuhan awaits in December. As Paskuhan starts to trend, Evie Arcelia finds herself seeking for a date at the said event. Unbeknown to her, such wishful thinking would cause an incident that will lead her and her best friend, Kaius Naval, to form an agreement they have never done before. What happens when two friends agreed to pretend to be each other's date for one night? - an epistolary.

It all started when her cousin told her to do a favor for her.. One thing turned into another.. Until they met forever.. Or did they?

We talked every night... until one night she didn't reply. No fight. No goodbye. Just... last seen at 2:17 AM. Some stories don't end. They just stop in the middle.

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