Letters Stories

WATTPAD ORIGINAL EDITION Seven letters, seven confessions, seven clues. Elliot Parker has what he needs to find out who killed his best friend... But is he hunting down the killer? Or is the killer hunting him? ***** When Colton Crest returns, unharmed, to his small town after mysteriously disappearing for two months, his best friend Elliot Parker breathes a sigh of relief. But days later, on the night before graduation, Elliot finds Colton in the lake. Dead. And on the day of his funeral, Elliot finds a letter in his jacket pocket with four words that send him spiralling: I killed Colton Crest. There are six more letters to find, six more confessions about Colton, six more clues to uncover why he was murdered. Elliot has no choice but to play this sick scavenger hunt, and with each new revelation, he begins to question whether he really knew Colton - or anyone else in that little town of dark secrets. [[word count: 100,000-150,000 words]]

"You don't know me. And maybe, you never will. But somewhere under a sky not too different from yours, Someone found peace in your chaos, And hope in your storms. You didn't ask to be an inspiration - But you became one. Not with loud words or grand gestures, But by simply showing up again and again, Even when it hurt. I'm not writing this for attention. Not for a reply. Not for a moment in your spotlight. I'm writing because I needed you to know - That your existence matters. Even if the world forgets, Even if the applause dies down, Even if the crowd moves on - Someone out here still remembers. Still smiles when they think of you. Still draws courage from your strength. Still breathes easier because of your words. You didn't heal me. But you helped me heal myself. And that's more powerful than you'll ever know. So even if you never know my name, Never see my face, Just remember - You made a difference. Quietly. Humbly. Unknowingly. And that's what real impact looks like.         - yours, from afar. She loved him like a shadow in silence, he loved her in light like a moon, they were- Bound by destiny, written in stars, fate wasn't cruel this time it was somewhat... Humble. Welcome to another shit- ahem story by moon_light-fics✨🥂 AGAIN A KTH FF. DO READ MY OTHER FFS. TW: this story contains mild stalking themes Not too detailed but please read at your own comfort sweetie ☺️.

THE PROMISE WAS TO WRITE, THE DESTINY WAS TO REUNITE A childhood friendship born from exchanged letters. A promise made under blooming flowers. A goodbye that came too soon. Selene never expected the boy she once wrote to would become the memory she could never let go of. Now, as she enters a new chapter of her life, a melody from the past begins to echo once more. Some stories aren't finished-they're simply waiting to continue.

Seungcheol discovers a mysterious box of letters in his mother's vault, all addressed to him. When curiosity peaks his interest, he reads the letters, each one stirring a whirlwind of emotions. Who wrote these letters? Why did they never reach? How come his mother possess them? Who loved him so dearly yet stayed silent?

‎A collection of poems written as letters from fictional men, voices born from imagination yet filled with real emotion. Each piece captures love, longing, and unspoken truths, blurring the line between what is imagined and what is deeply felt. ‎Not about real people, but about very real feelings.

It all starts in a single game. A game that leads her to wrote her unsaid feelings towards the man she admire. Will it last? Or he's just a temporary person in her life?

Just small daily letter to let out self talks. On the spot. Own thoughts .

Just some random letters for the woman i like.

What if it's been years two stars fell apart but one star is looking for the presence of her duo? *ੈ✩‧₊˚༺☆༻*ੈ✩‧₊˚ Just a shortbook full of unsaid letters, thoughts and poems.

When James survives a brutal skirmish, he gathers the belongings of his fallen friend Tommy - and finds a photograph tucked inside a battered notebook. A young woman by a garden gate. Nell. Smiling as though she already knows him. The image stays with him long after the guns fall silent. / He writes to her to deliver the news gently, enclosing Tommy's unfinished letter. Nell's reply is quiet, graceful, threaded with a grief she carries without complaint. One letter becomes two. Then ten. Through mud and snow, through rationing and fear, they build a fragile connection out of words neither expected to need. She tells him about her garden and her schoolchildren. He tells her the truths he's never spoken aloud. They fall in love by inches, not declarations. When the war ends, Nell asks him, "Will you write to me from peace?" But James hesitates. He fears he is only the shadow who held the picture, not the man she has come to love. Weeks pass in silence. Then Nell receives a final letter with no return address, only a single line: I still carry the picture. I'd like to see the real thing. He boards the train. A tender, epistolary wartime romance about two strangers who find each other in the spaces between loss, longing, and hope.

in which Daisy Whitlock was never meant to be noticed. just another Hufflepuff face in a sea of gold- quiet, forgettable, easy to overlook. until Mattheo Riddle starts watching her. not obviously. not in a way anyone else would catch. just in the way his eyes always seem to find her. in the way his voice changes when he says her name. in the way he stays-just a second too long. it doesn't mean anything. it can't. because Mattheo Riddle doesn't believe in softness. doesn't believe in kindness. and definitely doesn't linger. but somewhere between detentions, late mornings, and conversations that shouldn't matter- he does. #1 in #almost 3/27/26 #1 in #trains 5/6/26

[Volume IV Beginning of January 2026 - In progress] Welcome to Volume IV, it is not necessary to read any previous volumes or letters since each letter is a stand alone work. Feel free to start reading from the latest day, or pick your favorite Princess from the chapter names and start there. This is not written linearly. Thank you! No one wants to feel lonely. And the best cure is to have a friend talk to you and care about you. Sadly sometimes people don't have any friends to talk to, so I am writing these letters to anyone that wants to read them. This way you at least have a friend thinking about you and talking to you. Sometimes we take for granted our ability to lead a normal life. However for some, like the young royals of the world, they don't have the luxury of leading a normal life. Perhaps it's difficult for them to make friends? Perhaps they don't have anyone to talk to? Who knows? We are a family, and family takes care of each other. So these letters are addressed to them and are there if they need them. But everyone is free to read them in case you need them. They are as much for you as they are for them. Thanks everyone, enjoy! Saint Anthony Guide

It was 90s~ A time of handwritten notes, PCO calls, and feeling that stayed unspoken... In a boarding school divided by walls and rules , friendship that were built on laughter , rebellion , and shared secrets... She was fire wrapped in innocence.. He was calm , distant, and quietly carrying storms that no one could see... When their world collide , chaos beings... between the dance nights, fights, punishment and stolen moments. . Something begins~ Something fragile , unsaid and unforgettable. .. Some connections fade... but memories they refuse to fade... But what happens when the heart remembers more than years allow ~~? Everyone I welcome u in the world of "somewhere we stayed "

My dearest Sansa Cross posted on AO3 @azemory

They say your first real love is supposed to be special. They never say what happens when it's impossible. When it's someone you see almost every day. Someone who laughs, talks, exists right there - but will never be yours. I didn't plan this. I didn't want this. But it happened anyway. So I started writing it all down. Because if I can't say it out loud, at least it can exist here.

Hello Dawlings! Welcome to our brand newsletter book, and guess who's in it? Me! The one and only Hermes! It is also safe to say that the Hermes cabin has officially won the war, not that any one of you should expect anything less! The Titan War is over, oh thank me, so delivery is on its way! I'm incredibly fast, I am lightning, I am speed. I am here with your weekly newsletter, well, news- a ha ha ha! It's Hermes (and Senate) presenting the Weekly Sunday Newsletter! Where we feature frequent members, host super fun and speedy games, and showcase all of the hard work being done.

عن شخصٍ لا يعـرفني،بينـما أحفظُـه أنا عن ظهرِ قلـب أحببتُـه مـن بعيد،وكـتبتُ له كثيرًا... دون أن أُرسِـل شيئًا. بدأت فِـي : شتاءِ 2023 نُشرت فِـي : ربيعِ 2026 انتهت فِـي : ... 📌 جميعُ الحقَوقِ مَحفوظةٌ لِي كَـ كَاتِبَةٍ أصليةٍ للرواية، ولا أسمَحُ بالسَرِقةِ أو الاقتبَاسِ.

ཻུ۪۪♡ Epistolary Wisteria Ineziah Cruze lives a double life. In reality, she's the invisible wallflower-a shy introvert who hides behind a face mask and stays in the shadows. But behind the screen? She's bold, confident, and full of life. For months, she has harbored a secret: she is deeply in love with Elias Ian Jimenez, a cold Engineering student and star volleyball athlete. Inez believes she is the only one who can truly reach him, but she never intended to do it face-to-face. That was the plan-until a drunken night and a "Send" button changed everything. UNEDITED

YOUNG HEARTS SERIES #1 Love is beautiful yet some stories are still destined to be left behind. Nadia Thaline Monteverde learned to be strong on her own, growing up with only her mother after her father left them behind. Afraid of being abandoned again, she held on tightly to the life she had. For her mother, she will do everything. Then there was him, Asher Thaddeus Villamor. Her childhood best friend. Her comfort person. The one who have feelings for her quietly for years. Handa na sana siyang sabihin ang tunay niyang nararamdaman, pero sa takot na baka ang pagkakaibigan na matagal nilang iningatan ay masira at mapalitan ng damdaming mas mahirap takasan. Will Asher finally take the risk and confess what he truly feels? Or will he stay silent, even if it means slowly losing her? But then, it will only takes a matter of time until it burns into ashes.