Emotionallyintense Stories

Eva has spent her whole life on the outside of the world she wanted - until suddenly, improbably, she isn't. When she finds herself living in the orbit of Hermann Ranta, Norwegian rock musician and the most quietly devastating person she has ever met, she learns that proximity to a dream is its own complicated country. Especially when his younger brother Viggo is there, watching her the way people watch things they are afraid of wanting. A story about what it costs to finally be somewhere you always imagined being. Fast burn. Emotionally intense. Set somewhere colder than you expect.

She wasn't supposed to matter. In Monaco's elite world, everything is controlled-power, loyalty, even people. Nothing exists without purpose, and nothing escapes the system once it's inside. Mercedes was never meant to become part of it. But the moment she steps into a world of quiet influence and dangerous perfection, she finds herself caught between two forces that were never meant to collide. Emris-cold, precise, and untouchable. A man who controls everything he allows himself to feel. Ishaan-unpredictable, sharp, and impossible to read. A man who turns control into something unstable. Between them lies a past no one speaks about. And now-her. As tension builds beneath polished smiles and silent rooms, Mercedes begins to realize that this world isn't just watching her. It's shaping her. Because in a system built on control and chaos, the most dangerous thing she can be- is something neither of them can define.

Why read The Smile Behind the Door? Because in just 5 minutes, this short psychological thriller draws you in with quiet tension, emotional weight, and a story that lingers long after the final line. Quick to read. Hard to forget.

KEEP ME CLOSE, KEEP ME QUIET Genre: Dark Contemporary Romance / Romantic Thriller Tone: Slow-burn, emotionally intense, protective-obsessive, morally gray Themes: Forced proximity, trauma recovery, emotional repression, danger, reluctant vulnerability Synopsis: When 26-year-old Lena Carrow witnesses a brutal crime in the back alley of a nightclub, she does what no one else dares to-she speaks up. But the man she's willing to testify against isn't just dangerous-he's powerful, well-connected, and already watching her every move. Enter Silas Ward, a private security expert known for one thing: keeping people alive, whether they want to be or not. Cold. Unemotional. Lethal. Silas doesn't care about innocence or justice. He cares about the paycheck-and the job. Lena is placed under his protection in a remote safe house in the Pacific Northwest. No phones. No freedom. No way out until the trial. At first, they hate each other. Lena sees a silent brute who treats her like a fragile burden. Silas sees a naive, impulsive woman who doesn't understand how close death really is. But the isolation cracks them open. Lena's fire begins to melt Silas's control. Silas's quiet devotion begins to soothe Lena's panic. And when the threats turn into attacks, they stop pretending they don't need each other. But Silas has secrets of his own-and Lena is starting to realize the only thing more dangerous than the man hunting her... is the one protecting her.

Scent of You He never believed in love. Until her scent began to haunt him. Rey doesn't care. Not about people. Not about feelings. Not about the world that constantly tries to pull him in. He's sharp edges and cold silences-a guitarist who lets his music scream what he'll never say. Girls fall for his face. His fame. His fury. But he never stays. Never feels. Never falls. Until her. Ira is soft spoken and serious-too quiet for this world, too kind for someone like him. She doesn't try to impress. Doesn't try to belong. She keeps her head down, heart locked, and drawings hidden. But the first time Rey walks past her, he notices something he shouldn't- Her scent. Lavender and rain. Peace and fire. And just like that, she starts living in his lungs. She never meant to catch his attention. And he never wanted to feel anything real. But fate has its own rhythm. Now he watches. Listens. Burns. And with every silent glance, every accidental touch, she becomes the only melody he can't ignore. This isn't a love story. It's obsession. It's a quiet war. And it starts with the scent of her.

The Hollow Beneath is a dark fantasy romance about a girl who was never meant to survive - and the boy who loved her anyway. In a forgotten village cloaked in secrets and shadows, Lena unearths a magic that was hidden - and a past that was stolen. As the Hollow creeps closer, and her identity begins to unravel, the bond between her and Callum becomes the only thing left to hold back the dark. But not even love can stop what's coming. 🔥 13+ | Supernatural Romance | Heartache, Magic, Sacrifice Read if you love: 🖤 Tragic love stories 🕯️ Hidden magic & ancient curses 💔 Slow-burn with emotional depth ⚔️ Betrayal, heartbreak, and soul-crushing choices

In a world ruled by gods who command storms, love, and war, there exists a power far more dangerous-what is never said. She is Aethyra, the unseen force behind every almost-confession, every lingering glance, every love that never found its voice. She is not worshipped in temples, but she lives within hearts-quiet, consuming, inescapable. He is Hades, ruler of the dead, master of endings, and guardian of truths no soul can hide. When Aethyra crosses into the Underworld, something shifts-because for the first time, Hades encounters a force he cannot judge, cannot command, and cannot fully understand. Drawn together by silence rather than fate, their connection deepens in the spaces between words-where tension lingers, truths remain unspoken, and emotions grow heavier than the dead themselves. But love built on silence is fragile. Between the pull of duty, the weight of unsaid truths, and the dangerous understanding they share, Aethyra and Hades must face a question even gods fear: Is it better to speak... and risk everything- or remain silent, and lose it anyway? Written by Pri🪷.

Folashade has always lived wrapped in comfort - the only daughter of a respected man, the pride of her family. But now that she's "of age," marriage is suddenly the only thing anyone in her house wants to talk about. Every week, another bachelor sits in their living room, smiling like he already owns her future. She's not ready... but nobody seems to care. Then everything snaps. One night, her father gathers the entire family and confesses a secret he has kept hidden for years - a secret so dangerous it drags them straight into the path of death itself. A secret that explains the strange tension in the house... the sudden change in his behavior... and the reason he has been desperately trying to secure Folashade's marriage. Now she knows the truth - and she instantly wishes she didn't. She can't tell her friends. She can't ask for help. She can't even trust the people around her, because anyone who knows could be the person that destroys them. With a ticking deadline hanging over her head and enemies closing in from places she never expected, Folashade must find a way out before everything collapses. Her freedom, her sanity, her family's survival - everything is on the line. Will she save them in time... or will the price she has to pay be something far worse than marriage?

Some spells don't need magic. Just the wrong girl at the wrong time. Lena didn't come to make friends. She came to disappear. A fresh start, a new school, where no one knows her name-until she meets Umire. Umire is perfect. Distant. Beautiful. Worshipped from afar. And yet, she notices Lena. Sees her. Wants her. At first, it feels like a dream-Umire's kindness and magnetic presence pulling Lena closer. But behind the porcelain smile, something darker stirs. An emptiness, hungry and consuming, clings to Umire threatening to swallow Lena whole. And maybe... Lena doesn't want to escape it...If waking up means being alone again...does she even want to? Because being loved by Umire feels like drowning in a comforting lie too beautiful to question. Two broken girls, one impossible bond. A love that might save them-or ruin them completely. How far can it stretch before it snaps? How far can a broken girl run before she loses herself to someone even more lost? Updates daily.

Some things don't start with a spark. They start with a collision - the wrong person in the wrong place at exactly the wrong time, eye contact that lasts half a second too long and leaves something behind that doesn't go away. That's how it starts with Victor and Austin. Victor has spent years building real, practiced, bone-deep control - over his choices, his words, the careful distance he keeps between himself and everyone around him. His walls aren't just high. They're architectural. And no one has ever made it far enough to find out what lives on the other side. Austin seems to have been built specifically to change that. Loud where Victor is silent, reckless where Victor is careful, warm in a way that feels almost aggressive. He moves through life like consequences happen to other people - and he has a talent for making Victor's distance feel less like protection and more like stubbornness. What starts as forced proximity turns into stolen glances, charged arguments, and touches that burn longer than they should. They both know what it's becoming. They both know the risks - the complications, the loyalties stretched thin, the secrets sitting just below the surface of everything growing between them. They stay anyway. Because some things don't respond to logic, and this was never the kind of feeling that cared about being convenient. It dug in quietly, settled somewhere neither of them could reach, and made itself at home before either of them thought to lock the door Control meets temptation. And neither of them is backing down - not because they're fearless, but because walking away would mean pretending this was ever something they had a real choice in. It wasn't. It never was. And deep down, even through all the tension and the complications and the things neither of them has been brave enough to say out loud yet, neither of them would change a single thing.

Emperor Terrier, who is cold and calculating in his pursuit of power, leads the Imperium empire with an iron fist. But a secret weakness and loneliness lurk beneath his leadership, casting a shadow over all of his choices. Ruru, the emperor's new most trusted strategist, serves with chilling detachment. With his lackluster skin, sharp intellect, and silent presence, Ruru remains a mystery-indifferent to the politics and power that consume those around him. He watches the world as an observer, offering only precise counsel when needed. A professional relationship quickly devolves into something more sinister. Because of Ruru's indifferent demeanor, Terrier starts to view him as more than just a counselor-rather, he becomes someone to own. Ruru's once-unwavering detachment falters as Terrier's infatuation grows, and the delicate balance between power, passion, and control tips, entangling him in a perilous, unsaid game. 🔞 in case anyone actually reads this. Beware of dubcon gay sex. Its in chapter 24

Anukriti Chauhan never believed that small mistakes could change someone's life forever. She was the girl who smiled at strangers, tripped over her own feet, and believed that every broken thing could be fixed with a little hope. Devyansh Singh Rathod believed in silence more than words. Devyansh was cold, distant, and always busy. He spoke only when needed and trusted almost no one. People called him arrogant. Some called him heartless. But behind those silent walls, there was one thing he fiercely protected - his family. They were the only ones who truly mattered to him, and for them, he would cross any limit. They were complete opposites. She was a mess of laughter and colors. He was a quiet storm, carrying wounds he never showed. Their meeting was accidental. Their connection was unexpected. Love was the last thing they were looking for. But sometimes, life doesn't ask what you want. It simply gives you what you need - in the most unexpected ways. Between small accidents, hidden pasts, and moments they never planned, Devyansh and Anukriti's story begins.

Mara Elson, a quiet insurance employee, moves through life like a placeholder no one bothers to replace. Elias Martinez, a tired schoolteacher, exists in muted repetition, unnoticed even by himself. Two strangers drifting through routines that keep them safely numb. Then a mandatory seminar throws them into the same stale room. Their connection doesn't begin with passion-it begins with boredom, cynicism, and the subtle relief of being understood without effort. What starts as harmless conversation becomes a quiet dependency. They don't make each other better. They make each other honest-and honesty, in their hands, is corrosive. Together, they learn to justify smaller cruelties. Together, they push boundaries they'd never cross alone. Together, they become something neither could become individually. One disaster grows into another-jobs strained, relationships broken, lives quietly damaged in their orbit. Their unity doesn't heal loneliness; it weaponizes it. By the time anyone notices the cracks, it's far too late. And in the end, Mara and Elias don't die. They simply disappear. But the ruin they leave behind doesn't.

A love story becomes a mystery. A mystery becomes a reckoning. Two books. One thread. The thread, when pulled, unravels everything.

What remains of a voice once it has burned for someone else? What have love's teeth etched amidst my soul? A collection of fragments stitched from longing, ruin, scent, music and sound. Each piece a ghost reaching for the warmth that scorched it. Echoes navigating the tender wreckage of desire, memory, and identity through layered, sensory writing. I am quite unsure of what I'm doing here, this work will be an amalgam of random spurs of inspiration. The lamentation of a few flaps of skin stitched together by circumstances and attempting to appear human.. Language can be and will be : english, french, italian, german, portuguese - it'll depend on the inspiration that'll come expire on a blank page.

Journal Entry : Elira Cain I keep telling myself I'm fine.That Draewyn is just quiet, not strange. That I'm just tired, not forgetting. But then someone calls me a name I don't remember giving, or I pass by a window and... my reflection doesn't follow. There are these two boys, Solon and Vere. I don't know how to explain it, but when I'm near them, I feel more like *me*... and less like *myself*. I don't know what's happening. I just know something is. We Three in the Reflection

Some friendships don't end all at once. They fade in small unbearable ways. The missed calls. The forced laughter. The jealousy disguised as jokes. The strange feeling of becoming lonely beside someone who once felt like home. Amariah and Layah have been inseparable since middle school. What started as an intense friendship slowly became something harder to define over the years: emotionally dependent, possessive, blurred, and quietly destructive. They shared everything growing up. Secrets. Sleepovers. Pain. Attention. Sometimes even parts of themselves they were too young to fully understand. But as high school changes them, so does the friendship. Boys begin complicating already fragile boundaries. Resentment grows underneath affection. Loyalty starts feeling competitive. And while Amariah desperately tries to hold onto the version of Layah she's loved for years, she slowly begins realizing the distance between them started long before either of them admitted anything was wrong. Now left sorting through memories, betrayal, unresolved feelings, and the lingering ache of losing someone who once knew her better than anyone else, Amariah is forced to confront one painful question: Were they ever really just friends? "The Distance Happened Slowly" is a psychologically emotional coming-of-age drama about blurred boundaries, female friendship, emotional dependency, jealousy, identity, and the quiet grief of outgrowing someone you thought would stay forever. 🌧️

In a world where bridges connect shared memories, Kael Rhun built one that collapsed time itself-erasing a city's past, its people's identities, and the truth of who they ever were." Exiled and cursed to remember everything alone, Kael wanders through shattered memoryscapes in search of the one person who might help him rebuild what was lost: Lirae Tesh, a blind historian who remembers what others forget. But the past doesn't forgive. And memory is a weapon with no master. The Bridge That Burned the Sky is a psychological science-fantasy novel about guilt, love, trauma, and the fragile threads of truth we cling to.

What if love wasn't rushed? What if it didn't begin with a touch, a kiss, or even a conversation? Aaravi and Neel didn't fall in love. They waited for it - with prayer, silence, and unwavering presence. Once a month. A new temple. No confessions. No contact. Just folded hands and unspoken vows... that slowly turned devotion into destiny.

(Book 2 of the saga - sequel to Bright Prospects*)* If love were a game, they would play to destroy each other. Stephan has never lost control. He's the kind of man who can handle everything: others, responsibilities, chaos. A natural leader, a solid presence, broad shoulders, and heavy silences. He's used to being the anchor. Never the weak point. Vlana, on the other hand, doesn't ask for space. She takes it. Ironic, brilliant, sharp as a blade, she's the best friend everyone wants... and the woman no one can truly keep. She uses sarcasm as armor, desire as a weapon, intelligence as a shield. She doesn't fall in love. She doesn't stop. She doesn't stay. There's always been tension between them. Long glances. Punctuating jokes. Clear boundaries... until they stop being clear. What's born isn't sweet. It's physical. It's mental. It's a war of bodies seeking each other and wills clashing. A dangerous game in which neither wants to give in, and where sex becomes language, a challenge, a refuge. But when control falters, when desire stops being a game and becomes a need, the real question isn't how much they want each other. It's what they're willing to lose. Breaking Point is an intense, sensual, and mercilessly emotional story. A spicy, high-voltage romance, where love doesn't save you immediately, where staying is harder than running away, and where choosing someone means letting down your defenses. Because some stories aren't meant to be easy. They're meant to be true.