Distant Stories

"Dil Ke Dhaage" - a story of two souls connected by words long before destiny let them meet. Yash and Akruti were once just two strangers behind a screen, sharing secrets, laughter, and late-night conversations without ever knowing what fate had planned for them. But time created distance, conversations faded, and they became nothing more than forgotten memories in each other's lives. Years later, destiny brings them face to face in college - unaware that the person standing in front of them is the same one who once knew their heart better than anyone else. Friendship blooms again, memories slowly return, and hidden emotions begin to find their way back. Will they recognize the bond that was never truly broken? Or will fate pull apart the threads that once tied their hearts together? Some connections may fade with time... but a few are written forever in the "dhaage" of destiny.

"I'll never stop choosing you," they had once promised each other. But life had other plans. Daksh, being a lawyer and Suhana being a surgeon, life was bout to get hectic. Somewhere amidst the chaos of their demanding careers and quiet neglect, their love faded into the background. "I want a divorce," Suhana declared, her voice breaking the silence in Daksh's study, shattering the fragile calm they had clung to for so long. Now standing at a crossroads, Suhana and Daksh are faced with a painful question: Is their love truly lost, or is there still a chance to save what they've let slip away?

A tale of a love won, then lost faster than it began.

{📷} "𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐨𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐝𝐢𝐝 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐦𝐞, 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡, 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭, 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭?" after the breakup, hyunjin is stuck between missing her and trying to move on. all the moments they had together seemed wholesome then... but now, as they start to lose their shine, he realizes things weren't as perfect as he thought. but even knowing that, letting go isn't as easy as it should be. - short book - hyunjin's pov - intended lowercase

Arguable situation between co writers, on this co existing account. See if you can figure out ones mindset or motive. P.s I dislike the depth of care for each-other, yet we co exist from a far end!

a poem about a man who once felt close to his partner but now feel unseen and separated from them emotionally spiritually and physically

When Phil heads out to coffee he doesn't anticipate the things that were going to happen. Will he remember his past or will he never remember and have to start over? You are 22 years old and just moved to London to get away from your old house and bad memories. When you walk to get coffee, you hear screaming and run in to investigate.

After years in the system, she's finally eighteen. Getting a sudden invite from "distant family" Indira goes to get some answers.

https://my.w.tt/wPMWAxDuI3 "I really, really, really hope that Ferguson saves Sprite Cameron because I love this story soooooo much!" - The Daily Tale "An important goblin, a tribe of wizards and a splendid sprite - haven't we seen this before somewhere?" - Enid Kibble

Erwin is a pop singer, rich and self-esteemed. Keira is a normal girl living with her angry aunt. Their journey of friendship starts when Erwin dialed her number randomly. this story is about how that one wrong dial changed both of their lives.

Ashley and Laura have been really good friends all through high school. When Ashley thinks her best friend is hiding something from her she asks about it. Laura tells her what is going on in her life and everything changes. Laura acts diiffrently and more distant. None of this happened when she was keeping things. Some of Ashley's other friends start to drift away and she starts to think it have something to do with Laura. Ashley starts to wonder if Laura is telling the truth.

letters between two who have departed in ways, only to write letters to one another. writing how there lives have changed and who they have met. only hopes in waiting for a peice of paper in the mail.

What if the person you love the most was not who you thought they were..........

just two teenagers trying to figure out how to stay connected when they're being pulled apart physically and emotionally

Chris Sharp and Thomas McKay. Best friends. Both geniuses. Both happy. Until Thomas' dad goes missing after a car accident. Both boys are then hospitalized and slowly recovering. A couple years later, the police decide to close the case, and Jonathan McKay, is deemed dead. Then one of the boys die. Or so we think...

when life throwing that shade, throw it back.

What happens to a child being raised by an unloving mother? (fiction)

Everything in my life was pure frustration. I was not my parents' favorite. It started when I was a kid. They neglected me, and used me like a recycled trash, needed when necessary. I was not in good terms with my siblings. They could not understand the man I am. My friends ditched me a long time ago. I did not graduate High School with the highest average. My parents blamed me a lot about it and I had been a major disappointment, as the heir to their company, though I achieved the highest marks in college. I did not inherit my father's company. I was weak, they said. My brother was better than me. As if I haven't heard that before. As if it wasn't true. It was my prodigal brother, Aden Henry. It's always been him, and my sister, Alissa Marie. Aden inherited the company. Alissa became a renowned psychiatric expert with her own mental institution with one thousand patients a year. I just became a mere fashion designer, drowned in my misery with my son, Aaron Charles. My wife cheated on me. She was a predator and I was the prey. My heart turned into stone a long time ago. Even my son was not an exception. But how would I survive? I can't function properly anymore. I only needed my wife to act like a normal person, but she's gone. But now, she wants me back. What should I do? No one would dare to know the real Alvin Schemer. They've only seen the front. They never tried to go deep. But I will not trust anymore. I don't know if she was worth it. I don't know if anyone is worth it, when in the end, it's me and my tears that I hate again.

Just a poem/rap about time and how it fucks up everything