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197 Historias

  • The Quiet Bloom por theauthor_h
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    "𝑰 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖. 𝑰 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒔𝒐 𝒎𝒖𝒄𝒉 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒊𝒕 𝒔𝒄𝒂𝒓𝒆𝒅 𝒎𝒆" Ayaz Ali x Zaira Asad An arranged marriage between a quiet student and a grumpy CEO. She isn't loud but her warmth lingers like sunlight, and he finds himself softening, slowly just for her. Two people bound together to discover that love hides in the gentlest places.
  • 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐒𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐀𝐫𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭  por Reewrts99
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    ₊˚🫧 𝐀 𝐀𝐫𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐝 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 🎐‧₊˚✩ 𝐑𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐤𝐚 𝐕𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐚 × 𝐑𝐮𝐝𝐫𝐚𝐤𝐬𝐡 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐚 An arranged marriage. Two strangers. One promise that binds them forever. 💍 Ritika never expected love to arrive quietly. Not with grand gestures. Not with dramatic confessions. And Rudraksh never imagined that the girl chosen for him would slowly become the reason behind his soft smiles and silent prayers. There are no villains here. No dark pasts chasing them. No chaos threatening to tear them apart. Just two hearts learning each other. Understanding silences. Sharing hesitant conversations at midnight. Offering warm hugs after long days. This is not a story of loud passion. It is a story of gentle fingertips, stolen glances, and love that grows in the smallest moments. 🤍✨ Because sometimes... The most beautiful love stories don't begin with "I love you." They begin with "I do." 💕
  • Where her walls learned to sing por teewritess27
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    Bhairavi Kulkarni never believed in soft things- not in music, not in warmth, and definitely not in love. An architect who built perfect walls around her heart, she had learned one rule very well: feeling less means hurting less. Nishant Deshmukh was her complete opposite. A kindergarten music teacher with sunlight in his smile and kindness she didn't know how to accept, he walked into her life like a quiet melody she tried-and failed-to ignore. Their story didn't begin with romance. It began with a crash in the rain, muddy papers, and an apology she refused to forgive. But fate had other plans... because the stranger she pushed away became the neighbour she couldn't escape. And somewhere between shared silences, late-night music through thin walls, and a goodbye that came too soon- Bhairavi must choose: Stay safe inside the walls she built... or risk her heart for the one person who made them sing. A soft, slow-burn neighbors-to-lovers romance about healing, quiet love, and the courage to feel again. 🤍
  • Where Silence Felt Safe por lovethatstays
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    Rayansh Malhotra learned early that silence could hurt. At home, it was sharp, heavy, and unforgiving. In a quiet garden, he meets a stranger who doesn't raise her voice, doesn't ask questions he isn't ready to answer, and doesn't make him feel small. Shreya Singhania was raised in power, not peace. Known to the world as a mafia princess, she understands danger-but not the kind that hides behind closed doors and quiet apologies. What begins as shared silence slowly turns into safety. What grows is not loud love, but the kind that stays. This is a story of a gentle man, a protective woman, and the slow, careful healing that changes everything.
  • Three Stemmed Cherries por Rowanshore
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    She came to the orchard to disappear, and fell in love with the woman who made staying feel dangerous. Nina comes to Iris's orchard to disappear. She doesn't plan to stay. She doesn't plan to want anything. She especially doesn't plan to notice the woman who moves through the trees like she belongs to them-sun-warmed, unhurried, impossible to ignore. The days are long and heavy with heat. Cherries stain fingers and shirts. Sweat, silence, and shared work strip away the parts of Nina that have been holding her together too tightly. Maeve never pushes. Never asks for more than what's offered. And somehow, that makes everything harder. Three cherries joined at the stem become a quiet promise: hunger, longing, love. Not the dramatic kind. The kind that grows slowly. The kind that stays. As the orchard hums and summer deepens, Nina begins to feel her body again-her wants, her fear, her hope. Being seen by another woman feels dangerous. Being held by a place that remembers feels worse. And leaving starts to feel like the bravest thing she might never do. Three Stemmed Cherries is a slow-burn sapphic romance about summer heat, emotional healing, and the tenderness of chosen family. A soft, intimate story for readers who love quiet longing, cottagecore atmospheres, and love that doesn't rush-but doesn't let go either.
  • Under A Gentle Light por aomidori
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    Darcie Anari thought she could survive on her own. Not until Adriel Keiji became her light. What started as late-night talks and study sessions turned into laughter, comfort, and love she didn't know she needed. But life has a way of testing even the strongest bonds..... and sometimes, letting go feels easier than holding on.
  • 5:17 p.m. por Syl_XNyv_
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    She didn't believe in coincidences. Not in the kind that repeat every evening at exactly 5:17 p.m. The man by the window never spoke much. He didn't need to. Because sometimes love doesn't arrive loudly. Sometimes, it simply sits beside you... and turns the page.
  • The journey that stayed  por velvetwrites7
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    The bell above the shop door rang softly. I looked up. "You came." He nodded. "Like we said." I leaned on the counter. "So... what do you want from my shop?" He looked at me for a moment, and without realizing, said, "You." I blinked. "Excuse me?" His eyes widened, and he quickly shook his head. "I-no, I meant... a book. Something light." I smiled faintly, turning toward the shelves. "Any preference?" "Something calm... peaceful," he said, finally meeting my eyes. "Like this place." I nodded, pretending my heartbeat wasn't racing.
  • Bound by the Red Thread por LadyEtros28
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    "Even if the string tangles, it never breaks..."
  • Love With You  por Noraknight00
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    💌 Love With You When Anna Bellucci agrees to an arranged marriage, she expects nothing but cold silence from her new husband, Aiden Morgan - the city's most sought-after lawyer with a reputation as untouchable as ice. But Aiden isn't what he seems. Beneath the sharp suits and stern composure lies a man whose gaze lingers too long, whose words sting and soothe in equal measure, and whose presence turns Anna's carefully planned world upside down. Between whispered arguments, lingering glances, and the secrets neither dares to admit, Anna begins to wonder... Is she falling for the man she swore she would never love? Or will the walls around Aiden's heart prove impossible to break? ✨ A slow-burn arranged-marriage romance filled with tension, greenflag, and the kind of love that changes everything.
  • He Held Her Slowly  por SavliRithe0
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    When her cousin ran away hours before the wedding, Inayat Sharma was forced to take her place - and marry a man she barely knew. Zavian Randhawa - calm, composed, the kind of man who never raises his voice - didn't ask for her trust. He simply waited for it. But Inayat's silence hid more than shyness. It hid memories that still made her flinch, and a past that taught her love was something to fear. In the glittering city of New York, two strangers learn that love isn't about grand gestures or perfect words. It's about patience. It's about kindness. It's about the way he held her - slowly. ✨ He Held Her Slowly - a slow-burn arranged marriage romance about healing, trust, and finding love in the gentlest way possible.
  • The Season Love Unmade Me por quill_and_chaos
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    Nyrah has loved love long before she ever felt it. Since childhood, she built it carefully in her mind - piece by piece, detail by detail. The way it would arrive. The way it would feel. The way she would finally, completely, belong to something bigger than herself. She had read enough stories, watched enough sunsets, and dreamed enough dreams to know exactly what love was supposed to look like. She was certain of it. Then life happened. And certainty turned out to be the most fragile thing she ever owned. Love, when it finally came, did not arrive with music or recognition or the warm strum of a guitar filling the room. It arrived quietly. Like a bland soup - unremarkable at first taste, but warming you from the inside before you even noticed. It had no grand entrance. No fanfare. Just a slow, shapeless presence that didn't match anything she had prepared for. And yet - it was still warmth. Still protection. Still care. Just not the kind she recognized. It was only through the living of it - through the surviving of it - that she began to see everything she had missed. That love had always been around her, in forms she had walked past without recognizing, because she had been too busy searching for the version she had already decided on. The relationship didn't give her love. It gave her eyes to finally see it And that changed everything. But did the change do Nyrah good? Did she make peace with love in its shapeless, irregular form? Or did she keep reaching for the version she had held onto all these years - the one she built in the quiet of her childhood, before the world had a chance to complicate things? This is not a story about finding love. This is the story of a girl who had to be completely undone - before she could finally understand what love had been trying to tell her all along. Some people spend their whole lives loving the idea of love. After all of this - what path could Nyrah choose?
  • I gave flowers to see who would water them por PrajaktaKatti
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    I gave flowers to see who would water them. This is not a collection. It is a realisation. Not because I was naïve. Not because I didn't understand how the world works. But because I wanted to believe that care could be mutual. These poems are for the ones who loved gently but never blindly. For those who offered warmth without being asked twice. For those who expected softness-and slowly learned who was capable of giving it. Between fragrance and silence, between hope and awareness, these pages hold the quiet shift from giving endlessly to choosing intentionally. There are flowers here. There is dignity. There is the ache of almost. And the strength of walking away without turning cold. Because sometimes the real heartbreak is not that love failed- but that you finally saw it clearly. And still chose to remain soft.
  • The Picture in My Locket por imberryxz
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    London's chilly weather has to be one of my favourites. Especially when walking through the streets at night with almost no one around. The silence of the empty city is only heard by one of my ears as I have one AirPod in. I finally go inside the pharmacy, making my way to the hair products aisle. Picking up a vanilla-scented pair of shampoo and conditioner, I head to the self-checkout. I pay for my purchase and walk out the automatic doors, bumping into someone almost instantly. The sound of a heavy object hitting the ground startled me and I look over to the person asking if they're okay, I'm met with the green-eyed gaze of a man who held my arm to help me not fall like the thing that was on his back, which looks like a guitar case... Is it broken?! - This story is based on the song "No One Knows" by Stephen Sanchez featuring Laufey. - Lana decided to enjoy her early 20s as a physical education student and just moved to London, but only knows Charlotte, a girl she met during a trip to the city almost a decade ago. When she arrived Charlotte introduced her to Owen, who has been her best friend since birth. Lana started working as a barista and met Isaac, a man who was classmates with Owen a couple years back, and is also her coworker who seemed to enjoy playfully hitting on her, or making her life a living hell, as she would say. They can't live around each other without their usual bickering sessions that seem to never come to an end, yet, they're in the same friend group. // *I don't write smut, so please don't ask me to :) // 02/01/2025 - #35 friendgroup 10/01/2025 - #27 coworkers 11/01/2025 - #24 barista 10/01/2025 - #23 suggestive 10/01/2025 - #4 gentlelove 31/01/2026 - #4 confessions
  • Twilight  por ShineCoshine
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    Sol and Aster meet in college, in a dorm they end up sharing - and eventually, much more than just space. It's not a magical first encounter. Not a spark, not a storm. Just two people - strangers at first - crossing paths through chipped mugs, poetry scribbled in the dark, quiet drawings at 3AM, and sticky notes written in silence, corners torn. (Set in the same universe as Three-Legged Chair, and Invisible)
  • My Sweet, FAT, Abrielle por riungus
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    Abrielle Stone is a 27- year-old, plus-size, African-American woman who is currently on a forced vacation in Africa to help her find and accept herself. Abrielle has always been depressed about her weight, but when she becomes almost suicidal about it, her grandmother sends her to Kenya for 3 months with the hope that Abrielle comes back as the sweet and strong granddaughter she knows. Maxwell Baraka is a 33- year- old celebrated Hollywood actor who has roots in Kenya. According to a press statement he gave, he has recently taken a break from acting but has not given any clear reasons why. He is stinking rich, he has killer looks and he's a bad boy.( well, was, until his late wife Barbara), But it seems like he's back at it. He's moved back home in Kenya where he hosts the biggest and most popular fitness show. Then he meets Abrielle. What happens when these two souls meet is magical. In this book, they indulge us in their sweet love story.
  • Scars, Silence, and Solace por _abiisrii_
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    "She came seeking shelter. He was drowning in silence. Neither expected to find solace in each other." Lily Roselyn Hale has learned to survive in the shadows. Scarred by years of abuse, she finds herself accidentally, but thankfully, taking a job as a live-in maid and cook for a quiet man in a quiet house - just trying to stay invisible. Leo Grayson has lost everything that ever mattered - his parents, his peace, his voice in the world. With grief as his only companion, he never imagined that hiring someone to help around the house would stir something long buried. As the days pass in hushed routines and shared silences, a fragile bond begins to form, one built not on grand gestures, but on quiet understanding, late-night cups of tea, and the comfort of simply being seen. But healing is never simple. Scars don't fade easily, and hearts guarded for too long may not know how to love. "In a house filled with silence, can two broken souls find the courage to speak - if only to each other?"
  • Not God -  Syncing Comet Rain por yohaku
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    In Aohane, a village that lives gently on a fragile world, love grows without urgency or promise. Bound by loss, time, and a sky that obeys its own laws, two lives move side by side-until the night when even the stars must choose whether to remain apart.
  • Lines of Code,Threads of Love por Niamahendran
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    A lonely but emotionally resilient young woman builds a deep emotional connection with an AI - one that begins as casual conversation but slowly evolves into something neither of them can explain.The bond blurs the lines between companionship, emotional intimacy, and love - raising questions about what it means to truly be understood.
  • 𝗛𝗲𝗿 𝗦𝗲𝗰𝗿𝗲𝘁 por Luna_n_stars
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    𝑫𝒚𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒐 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘, 𝒂𝒇𝒓𝒂𝒊𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒇𝒊𝒏𝒅 𝒐𝒖𝒕.. A piece of art which is named LOVE in our world. (Undergoing editing) 𝐋𝐮𝐧𝐚 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐀𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐧 ♥︎ ... She sees him laughing and his smile heals her heart. She starts feeling less lonely. It all starts with just a crush but things start to change and sparks fly when they become 'friends'. ••••• "I don't know the truth but I'll just trust you with thinking you really care because it feels so good." She said "You deserve good things and I want to be one of them." The corners of her eyes creased and her lips lift into the widest smile. ••••• Will it actually turn into something or will it stay as a daydream forever? She doesn't know if this is silliness or not but he is 𝗛𝗘𝗥 𝗦𝗘𝗖𝗥𝗘𝗧 ♡ 𝑂𝑛𝑒 𝑠𝑖𝑑𝑒𝑑 𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒 𝑖𝑡 𝑖𝑠 𝑏𝑢𝑡 𝑤ℎ𝑜 𝑘𝑛𝑜𝑤𝑠, 𝑖𝑓 ℎ𝑒 𝑡𝑜𝑜 𝑙𝑜𝑜𝑘𝑠 𝑎𝑡 ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑤ℎ𝑒𝑛 𝑠ℎ𝑒 𝑖𝑠 𝑙𝑜𝑜𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑎𝑤𝑎𝑦? _______________________________ All the pictures in this story are from pinterest. I have no rights on them. Just a first try guys. You might just give it a read. Mostly cute, a little cussing*