Emotionallyunavailable Stories

Aria Kapoor- twenty-eight, brilliant, a psychiatrist who reads people for a living - has never met anyone she couldn't figure out. Until Aryan Malhotra. Filmmaker. Charmer. The kind of man who makes you feel like the only person in the room and disappears before morning. She knows his type. She wrote the manual on his type. She knows exactly what he is. She just can't stay away. It doesn't help even slightly. What follows is messy, magnetic, and more honest than either of them intended. Two people who see through everyone - including each other - trying to figure out if what they have is the beginning of something real or just the most beautiful dead end they've ever walked into. And somewhere in the middle of all of it, a third person is waiting. Patient. Certain. The kind of love she never thought to look for because she was too busy surviving the other kind. Addicted to the Almost is a story about the lovers who change us, the partners who choose us, and the devastating, beautiful space between almost and enough. It is not a love story about finding the right person. It is a love story about surviving the wrong one - and learning, in the wreckage, what you actually deserve. Some people come into your life to love you. Others come to teach you what love actually is. For everyone who has ever loved someone almost enough - and had to decide if almost was enough. 📍 Mumbai. 🔥 Mature romance. Slow burn. No boring chapters

At 3AM, a system begins-quietly, without intention, and without permission. A single swipe connects Christopher Laurence Marquez, an engineering student in Texas who prefers observation over involvement, to two football players in Ohio: identical twins who move through the world in contrast-one all momentum, the other measured control; instinct set against precision. What starts as a late-night conversation settles into something neither of them defines. It isn't fast. It isn't loud. It doesn't ask to be named. It simply continues. Night after night, across distance and routine, a pattern takes hold-structured, consistent, resistant to interruption. It is not quite friendship, not quite love, but something that holds its shape even when left alone. Chris does not chase connection. He studies it, reduces it, understands it in parts before allowing it to mean anything whole. But this one resists reduction. And that is where the instability begins. Because not every system that works is built to last, and not everything that fits is meant to remain. In a world that rewards speed, noise, and certainty, three people begin to move differently-to pause, to listen, and to recognize that some connections are not chosen, not constructed, not controlled... ...but once they take hold, they refuse to let go.

The first rule of living in New York? Always check the hallway twice. For three years, she's received red boxes with no sender and no explanation ...just carefully chosen gifts that prove one thing: Someone knows her. Her taste. Her habits. Her boundaries. She doesn't do relationships. She doesn't lose control. But you can't block someone you've never met. And this Valentine's Day, the silence feels less romantic... and more dangerous.

BASED ON REAL LIFE Thrown together in their first internship at Veridian Estates, two opposites cross paths-both stubborn, both broken in their own ways, and both wanting life to bend to their rules. Aarohi hides her sensitivity behind indifference, while Kabir masks his emotional unavailability with nonchalance. Between deadlines, unspoken glances, and silent care, something begins to grow-something neither of them is ready to name. With a loyal best friend who always takes sides, a fading friendship, and dreams weighed down by expectations, this is a story of overthinking hearts, misplaced priorities, and love that arrives quietly... only to hurt loudly. Because sometimes, the people who feel the most are the ones who pretend they don't.

She believes in control. He believes in nothing lasting. Shravya Chatterjee doesn't lose focus. She doesn't get distracted. And she definitely doesn't fall for boys who look at her like they've already figured her out. Aarav Singh Malhotra doesn't chase people. Doesn't explain himself. And doesn't care enough to stay. So when they're forced into the same project- what starts as arguments turns into something... dangerously unexplainable. Because somewhere between lab reports, late-night rehearsals, and accidental touches. They stop being rivals. And start becoming something neither of them planned. Something messy. Something intense. Something that ruins logic. But the problem with almost-love? It doesn't come with instructions. A story about: ✧ brains before beauty ✧ tension before confession ✧ and a love that feels like a mistake... until it isn't.

I tried to summarize modern day dating in this poem. i mean why do we get so attached to emotionally unavailable people so easily?! The flower bed is a quagmire, step in and so hardly would you be saved. Cupid's arrows are not impossible after all.

...I shut the world out to survive-but he stayed. And now I don't know what to do with the pieces of me that only respond to him. There are moments in our lives when we may find ourselves walking alone on a dark, murky, and cold path. We feel lost and broken, but every pain we experience happens for a reason. Sorrow always comes hand in hand with triumph, although sometimes triumph arrives later than expected... but it does arrive. Yes, it does! At times, we may believe that we have nobody beside us, but the truth is we do. We are just too blinded by the emotions we have held onto for far too long. These emotions hinder us from seeing the people who do little things to uplift us, those who strive to save us, pull us out of despair, and awaken us to the fact that we are meant to live each day fully and experience death only once. We should not endure the feeling of dying every day while hoping to live fully one day.

You know the way nuts work.Well if you don't know let me give you an insight.So with a nut there has to be a nut cracker.Get it,a nut and a nut cracker.Well yeah,according to her that's also the whole point in a relationship,any relationship that is:platonic or sexual

💥 One girl. Twelve boys. Zero chill. 💥 Rimi Reet Sarkar-professional snack hoarder, anti-morning activist, and accidental paint-splatter icon-is the only girl in Sun Valley Institute's most unpredictable experiment: the Human Development Program. She didn't sign up for this. She definitely didn't sign up for twelve emotionally unavailable, chaos-certified boys with mysterious pasts and matching superiority complexes. They prank. She snacks. They plot. She pranks back harder. From navigating hallway gossip wars to accidentally winning over the school's most impossible heartthrob, Riri is out to prove one thing: You can't break the girl who fell face-first into a cardboard box and still walked out like a queen. Humor, heart, and a whole lot of human chaos-welcome to Our 13th. Where friendship is earned, love is complicated, and surviving school might just mean starting a revolution.

Elara didn't ask for a new beginning, but that's what she got. When her family sends her to Blackthorn Academy, a cold, elite school in the mountains with secrets as deep as the snowdrifts, she plans to keep her head down and fly through her senior year. Then she meets him-Rowan Cross. He's brooding, brilliant, and branded with rumors of violence. No one dares approach him. But Elara doesn't scare easy. And for the first time in his life, Rowan meets someone who doesn't flinch when he steps close. She sees his pain. He sees her fire. But the deeper they fall, the closer Elara gets to the truth-Rowan's silence hides more than just a broken past. It hides a secret that could bury them both.

Four chaotic twenty-something roommates-Kye (a guarded trans guy), Jackson (his hot, emotionally unavailable maybe-fling), Isaiah (a burnout grad student), and River (a stoner with too many opinions)-are just trying to survive adulthood, sex, identity, and each other under one roof. Hookups get messy. Secrets get out. Feelings get caught. Nobody's as together as they pretend to be.

Story Description: "BETWEEN US, THE SILENCE SPOKE" is a heartwarming tale of Aaira, a dreamy, innocent girl who yearns for a love straight out of a 2000s Shah Rukh Khan film - grand, soulful, and destined. Her world of romantic ideals collides with Reyan, a reserved, emotionally guarded man who's never found anyone captivating enough to believe in love. As their paths intertwine, Aaira's warmth begins to melt Reyan's indifference, while Reyan's quiet strength challenges Aaira to see love beyond just fantasy. It's a slow-burn story of connection, discovery, and the magic that happens when two unlikely hearts find home in each other.

She was born into the most powerful family in the world. Protected. Adored. Untouchable. Until they gave her away-to him. Marcus Blackwell. The second most powerful man alive. Feared in boardrooms. Worshipped in silence. Known for his icy control and complete lack of emotion. To him, marriage was just strategy. She was just a name on a contract. He never looked at her. Never spoke unless it was to hurt. She waited. Cooked his meals. Sat in silence every night. She smiled through the bruises on her wrist. She stayed-even when he made her feel invisible. And when her family found out? He expected war. But she defended him. Lied for him. Protected him. And that's when everything changed. Because the man who ruled empires... Felt his world crack at the sound of her silence. And for the first time-he was afraid. Afraid of losing the only person who had ever loved him. This is not a love story. This is the story of a cold-hearted man... And the girl who melted him-slowly, painfully, completely. It's not soft. It's not safe. But it's unforgettable. Read at your own risk. You may fall in love with the villain-and beg for his redemption. **Daily updates**

There is a kind of woman who walks into a room and doesn't demand attention - she just quietly makes it impossible to look anywhere else. Ammu was that woman. Wide leg pants. A fitted crop. Hair falling loose around her face the way she let most things - exactly as they were, unbothered, unforced. She had the kind of eyes that stayed on you a beat too long. Not rude. Just - curious. Like she was still deciding what you were made of. She joined Vertex on a Monday and within a week knew more about the people around her than they'd told anyone in years. She didn't ask intrusive questions. She just listened in a way most people had forgotten how to. Nikhil noticed all of this. He noticed it the way he noticed everything - quietly, completely, and without letting on for a single second. Thirty eight years old. Co-founder. The kind of man who sat in the back of a room and still controlled it. He had spent his entire adult life understanding systems - breaking them down, finding the flaw, knowing exactly where the thing would collapse before it did. He looked at her and couldn't find the flaw. That had never happened before. The people who had worked at Vertex long enough knew one thing about Nikhil - He was not cold. He was careful. There was a difference. Cold men don't notice everything. Careful men notice everything and choose silence. He chose silence. Until she made it very difficult to. She wasn't looking for him. He wasn't supposed to be looking at all. But Scorpios have a way of pulling without reaching - and Virgos have a way of noticing what was never meant to be seen. Some stories begin with a look. *This one began with him pretending he didn't. He wasn't very convincing.

Aaluu aluu- So this is a story about a guy who was just trying to survive freelance gigs, caffeine withdrawals, and crippling self-doubt-until he accidentally got dragged into a fake date that turned into a real storm. It's about a girl who says too little and means too much. It's about walking into rich people's homes with a bouquet you can't afford, messing up art competitions, being called "bhabhi" way too early, and falling in love with someone who refuses to call it that. It's not the clean kind of romance. It's messy, inconvenient, confusing. But it's real. And as for me? I'm just a broke, caffeine-driven smoker throwing a part of my brain onto your screen. Hope it makes you laugh. Hope it makes you feel. Hope it stays with you a little longer than it should. No one cares about that tbh anyways enjoy.

What if I told you there's a way to make even the coldest man melt? That no matter how emotionally unavailable, ice-cold, or allergic to commitment he seems, there's always that one woman who can break through - with the right mix of wit, charm, chaos, and... a little bit of lipstick? Meet Priscilla "Aila" Briones. Marketing genius by day, hopeless romantic by midnight scroll. She's got a heart that believes in love even if her inbox is full of red flags disguised as "good morning" texts. She's fun, she's flirty, and she's finally done crying over guys who can't spell commitment. So when a friendly dare at the office turns into a full-blown bet, Aila does what any self-respecting queen with a killer wardrobe and revenge to serve would do - accept it like it's a game she was born to win. The mission? Make the coldest, most emotionally constipated man in the entire office fall in love with her... in just 10 days. Enter Ryan "Ian" Santillan - Tall, sharp, intimidatingly hot, and completely immune to flirting. He's the kind of man who doesn't fall - not for flings, not for fun, not for anyone. Stoic, strategic, and devastatingly private, Ryan is the office enigma no one dares mess with. Except Aila. Armed with charm, confidence, and a checklist that includes: ✔ Flirty coffee "accidents" ✔ Unexpected smiles in the elevator ✔ Slow burns over late-night projects ✔ Just the right amount of mystery ✔ And a tiny bit of chaos to keep things fun Aila dives into the ten-day challenge with full force. But the more she plays the game, the more the game plays her. Because Ryan isn't just cold - he's cautious. And behind those guarded eyes lies a man who's been burned too deeply to trust easily. But here's the plot twist: He does start falling. And so does she. Suddenly, the lines between strategy and sincerity, dare and desire, play and passion begin to blur. Can you fake love without falling for real? Can you outgame someone who isn't playing?

She fixes what's broken. He refuses to be. Zara Malik doesn't believe in chaos. She believes in systems. In control. In clean exits and calculated decisions. People are variables. Emotions are liabilities. And distance? Necessary. Kael Mercer is none of those things. He watches. He listens. And worst of all... he understands. What begins as a professional collision numbers, power plays, and quiet wars fought across conference tables turns into something far more dangerous. Not loud. Not reckless. But slow. Precise. Inevitable. Because Kael doesn't chase. He doesn't push. He simply stays. And Zara has never known what to do with something that doesn't leave. In late nights filled with spreadsheets and silence, in conversations that cut deeper than they should, in moments that linger far too long... the distance between them begins to collapse. But some people aren't built for closeness. Some truths don't come without consequences. And some connections, no matter how carefully handled, have the power to unravel everything. This is not a love story built on grand gestures. It's built on restraint. On tension. On everything they don't say. And the most dangerous thing about him? It was never his intelligence. It was how completely... he paid attention.

Some Reasons to Never Fall follows the tragic, magnetic journey of Rafe Caldor-the golden boy of a powerful family empire, raised to lead but never taught how to feel. Rafe's life unfolds through three defining heartbreaks. The first, pure and full of promise, ends in unimaginable loss. The second, wild and consuming, drags him into a toxic love that nearly ruins his name. And the third? The most complicated of all-wrapped in family, silence, and a girl he was never supposed to love. As the pressure of legacy collides with the mess of emotion, Rafe is forced to confront the parts of himself he's buried beneath charm, power, and carefully controlled chaos. Told with raw intensity, aching nostalgia, and the slow unraveling of a man who once had it all, Some Reasons to Never Fall is a story of love, loss, and the cost of building walls so high no one can climb them-including yourself, even when life gives you all the reasons to not fall in love again.

Max's life isn't complicated. Most days are spent tracking, planning, and killing. Every target comes with a different yet familiar challenge. Get in, get out, don't leave a mess. Words that have been beaten into her since she was a child. But then Faith came along- Bright. Magnetic. Inconsistent. And obsessively impossible not to fall for. Loving Faith was simple. That part was easy. Navigating the pedestrian world while pretending not to be a secret psychopath on the run from her past? Trying to build the first real connection she's ever had, all while cutting down on the body count because "Faith wants a good partner for once"? Yeah... That's gonna be kinda hard.