Historias de Deepemotions

Victoria was a rising star in the music industry. She worked hard to get where she was, building her position from the ground up. Victoria was still fresh in music but her albums already breaking records every time. When things quiet down, an unexpected woman catches her attention. And before she knew it - she was falling for the woman more than she expected. Life seemed to be perfect before Victoria's family members decided to ruin it all. Members from it resent her from rising to the top and having a good life The big question is: Do they have enough will to outrun struggles together or will they set them apart for good?

These chapters are moments based on the songs the author has imagined them in. These are pieces of love and longing based on the mood of the song.

जानम, देख लो, मिट गईं दूरियाँ मैं यहाँ हूँ, यहाँ हूँ, यहाँ हूँ, यहाँ कैसी सरहदें? कैसी मजबूरियाँ? मैं यहाँ हूँ, यहाँ हूँ, यहाँ हूँ, यहाँ ~ सुन सको तो सुनो धड़कनों की ज़बाँ मैं यहाँ हूँ, यहाँ हूँ, यहाँ हूँ, यहाँ कैसी सरहदें? कैसी मजबूरियाँ? मैं यहाँ हूँ, यहाँ हूँ, यहाँ हूँ, यहाँ ~ ~Drishti "Love, for me, is devotion. I cannot see him, but my heart recognizes him the way a prayer recognizes its own peace. Love is trusting his voice in every silence, holding his hand as if it is the only light I know. It is the faith that even in darkness, his presence will guide me home. People say love begins with sight but mine begins with surrender, with believing in someone I have never seen yet feel in every heartbeat. For me, love is sacred, a quiet promise to stay, to trust, to belong. And if this is devotion... then I live my whole life loving him. ~Ekaksh "Drishti... If your love is devotion, then mine is gratitude - gratitude that God trusted me with a heart as pure as yours. You say you can't see me, but you don't need to. Because every time you hold my hand, I feel seen in a way I never have before. You walk through darkness with faith... and that faith makes me stronger. You call my presence your light, but the truth is you are the reason I know what love truly is. If love is sacred for you, then for me, you are sacred. Your trust is my prayer, your heartbeat is my peace, and your devotion... that is my entire world.

Some love stories are not written to be shown, they are written to be felt. Mehram-e-Ishq is a tale of unspoken emotions, shattered trust, and a love that bleeds silence. When hearts love deeply, they don't break loudly- they ache quietly. This story was born on fleeting screens, but it continues where love is meant to stay- on pages that remember. If you believe love is not always gentle, if you believe pain can be poetic- welcome to Mehram-e-Ishq. ....➥ Couple Aesthetic ~1 Salambek Aziz • King of Merciless Haram Ghazi • A Civil Lawyer ✧ #SaRam ~2 Marwaan Saifi • Luxury Real Estate Ruba Shah • Luxury Interior Designer ✧ #RuWaan ~3 Rimsha Aziz • University Chairwoman Zaki Khan • Underground Hacker ✧ #ZakiSha ~4 Faris Quraishi • NGO Head Safiya Saifi • University Professor ✧ #FarIya . . . Previously known on Instagram, now continuing exclusively on Wattpad. ➥ For Phase 1 & 2 Check out on Instagram - @_.velvet.ink ➥ For phase 3 previous parts check out on Instagram - @void.scripts._

Amanda Claire is new in her cousins high school. With her bubbly personality, she's easily drawn to Oliver Martins after bumping into him on her first day of attending Haumort high school. Martins the guy with dreadlocks. Silent, minding his business. Everyone says he is bad news. But is he really? Or is the world's judgement too harsh on him for a past he had no control over? When Claire finds out that Oliver, is her best friend that left her years ago, is she going to forgive him? Or will she make him pay for causing her heartbreak? Will they let the past slide and reconcile or are they going to dwell on it, let unforgiveness prevail and stay away from each other? Even after developing a new friendship and forming a bond that is so pure and strong?

Arya'ti was known for her strength and her spirit-a fierce and determined young warrior of the Omatikaya clan. She took pride in her independence, never relying on anyone, not even her father, who had always pushed her to be self-sufficient. Her life revolved around mastering her skills, perfecting her aim with a bow, wielding her knives with precision, and honing the silent strength that allowed her to remain unshaken. Will love find its way through the barriers around Arya'ti's heart?

Loving him felt like standing too close to fire. Warm. Dangerous. Addictive. Aanya never trusted love. Rudra never loved halfway. Their story unfolds through longing glances, emotional distance, late-night confessions, and the kind of silence that screams louder than words. This is a slow-burn romance filled with passion, heartbreak, obsession, healing, and the kind of love that refuses to die-even when people walk away. If loving someone deeply is a crime, this story proves some hearts will always choose guilt over safety.

Two souls damaged by the past meet at the wrong time, yet feel right together. As emotions grow deeper and fear grows louder, they struggle to understand what binds them. Is it attachment? Is it comfort? Or is it love?

This isn't a love story. This isn't poetry. This isn't a diary. This is the archive of someone who thinks too much and feels too loud. A book for the ones who romanticize stars but understand black holes. For the ones waiting for a love that feels like silence being understood instead of noise being answered. If you're here, maybe this book was looking for you too.

He met her in a game. She stayed up late talking to him, laughing, giving hope to a heart that forgot how to feel. He fell. She didn't. This is the story of 60 days, of spring that felt like forever, and a love that was never really his.

PLEASE READ FULLY: "Between the Tears and the Tiny Moments" is a tender, unfiltered collection of poems tracing the inner landscape of a first-time mother navigating postpartum depression. Through quiet confessions, aching honesty, and flashes of fierce love, these poems hold space for the exhaustion, the guilt, the loneliness-and the small, sacred moments that keep her reaching for light. This book is a reminder that motherhood can be both beautiful and brutal, that healing is not linear, and that even in the darkest seasons, a mother's heart keeps learning how to stay. This collection is still in the making. My baby is still in infancy, and I am still finding my way through the shifting landscape of postpartum. These poems are my diary-an unfolding record of the tenderness, the ache, the small miracles, and the moments that nearly undo me. I am writing from inside the experience, not after it, and I want you to feel that honesty in every line. One day, when I have made it through the trenches and can look back with steadier hands, I hope to publish this book for every parent who has ever felt alone in their feelings. Postpartum can be beautiful. It can also be brutal. And far too often, the hardest parts are carried in silence. If you are a mother or father walking your own path through postpartum and would like to share a moment, a story, or an emotion to be included in this project, I invite you to reach out. Please send me a private message- I check them every Friday- and I will gladly shape your experience into a poem. Together, we can take raw, vulnerable moments and transform them into something beautiful, something to hold onto, something that reminds us that none of us walk this journey alone.

A love story told backward, unraveling from heartbreak to the very first spark. Mira and Ethan were once inseparable, bound by laughter, stolen kisses, and promises whispered in the dark. But love doesn't always fade in a single moment-it unravels slowly, piece by piece, until one day, you're standing in the ruins of something that once felt unbreakable. Their story begins at the end-a bitter breakup, the weight of unspoken words, and the quiet devastation of goodbye. But as the pages turn, we move backward through their memories, peeling away the layers of resentment, distance, and misunderstandings. We see the first cracks, the fading magic, the promises they never kept. Until, finally, we arrive at the beginning-their first meeting, the rush of falling, and the beautiful, innocent love that started it all. Some love stories end in heartbreak. This one starts with it.

what happens when the old you has completely replenished? what happens when the aura around you is filled with sorrows , sadness and loneliness? they say that the hard times have come . they say cold wind has started to blow which has blocked the path of letting the warm and the fresh air enter. The circumstances with Pete were similar. Although the loss of his mother didn't make him mourn over it, deep inside he still had the cold wind blowing... will he able to let the cold air , as in the memory of his mom's death , go away and welcome warm and fresh air ? or will someone else come in his life acting as the positive force over the cold wind?

Hello, if you have somehow found this you don't need to read it. I'm doing art dumps because it's a place to get my artwork out there without the fear of people I know irl to make fun of me (excluding a few irl friends that I hope wouldn't make fun of me). Some of it may have a deeper meaning then just the drawing which I may or may not explain depending on my level of laziness. Some of the artwork my be dark and/or have triggering content however I will not put warnings on the chapters so take this as your first and final warning. Thank you for reading if you do if not that's fine. All artwork within this is something I have drawn/written/typed with my own hands so if it looks or resembles someone else's that is purely coincidental. Some of it may be characters from shows or books and such, may have fan art too I'm not really sure yet. But everything is made by me and only me unless I have stated otherwise. I ask you not to copy my artwork especially without asking. I am aware I am not even remotely close to a professional artist barley even a good one at that but please don't read just to hate. Thank you, hope you enjoy what you find inside of this here book.....

❝silence is the most powerful scream❞ [i hope this story brings you as much comfort as it did for me]

Dive into the darker part of deep space. A place that makes the idea of existence seem all the more questioning. This poetry may tread down a darker path than what people would like, but perhaps it is the truth that will set you free. You'll be disturbed. You'll be in awe. And most of all, you will be thinking of what exactly is beyond the stars. Welcome...to deep space poetry.

My poetry is emotional. It is from the deep recesses of the heart, that are better left alone.

A collection of short stories I randomly felt like putting down on paper.

[Au by PeachiBells Art cover by Pecj (@impcraig) on twitter] This is an au on what I like to think what life was life was for sbi/sleepy bois inc before the beginning of the true story of the Dream Smp! This story takes place in Phil's father like perspective. I really hope you enjoy this idea of mine as it has some deep ideas with fluff to keep it sweet. (Also the fluff will be destroyed as you read...Ha!) There will be no schedule for when these episodes will be coming out, though I do hope you enjoy my perspective on these characters... Enjoy!

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