Emotionalstorm storie

She lived in silence. He lived in storms. Their worlds were never meant to collide... until they did. SHARVISHA BEDI Sharvisha has always known how to disappear-invisible in her own home, overlooked by those who should have loved her most. With every unspoken word and every ignored tear, she built walls to protect her soul from a world that never bothered to understand her. DEVANSH SINGH RATHORE Devansh Rathore was born into power, but not into peace. Feared by many, loved by few, he shields his family like a warrior-but guards his own heart with ironclad silence. Love, he believes, is weakness. Vulnerability is a liability. And hope? A dangerous illusion. But fate has a way of dragging even the most guarded hearts into the storm. When these two souls-one forged in silence, the other in fire-cross paths, the collision is inevitable. In each other, they find a mirror to their pain, a threat to their defenses, and the possibility of something neither of them dared to dream: HEALING. But storms don't pass easily, and shadows don't fade without a fight. IN A TALE OF HEARTBREAK AND HEALING, TRUST AND BETRAYAL, CAN TWO BROKEN PEOPLE FIND THE COURAGE TO LOVE-BEFORE THE STORM CONSUMES THEM BOTH?

This is a little collection of poems I've made. Not sure how long I'll continue it, but I'll make a few. {Completed! There's a sequel book if you'd like to read it, the sequel is called "Milky Way"} Note: This was called "Book of Poems" previously, but now it goes by the name Star Struck.

They never spoke. They never touched. Yet something between them burned-slowly, silently-like a prayer that heaven refused to hear. This isn't a love story carved in sweet endings. It's a wound disguised as a heartbeat- a storm that lived, raged, and died quietly inside one girl's chest. She watched him when the world wasn't watching. She memorized the way he breathed, the way he existed like poetry that was never meant for her- while she stayed hidden in the quiet corners of his life. She felt everything. He remained untouched. He was distant, untouchable- a star she was never meant to hold. Yet to her, he was the gravity that held her together... and the force that tore her apart. This isn't a story about being seen. It's about loving someone so fiercely, so sacredly in silence, that even absence began to feel like a presence. Because some stories are too raw to be told, too holy to be spoken aloud- they exist only in stolen glances, in the quiet ache of never being enough. ~~~ His Silence, My Storm: Loving in Shadows A haunting tale of unspoken love, quiet obsession, and a girl who shattered beautifully for a boy who never knew she was breaking.