Long-distance Stories

A year and a half after their lives took different turns, Julia and Joe are living in separate worlds: hers grounded in the routine of her New York bookstore, his swept up in filming projects across the globe. But when an unexpected reunion stirs up long-buried feelings, their paths slowly start to intertwine once more. **Sequel to The End of Beginning**

__________What do you do when the person you've grown up with, your closest family, suddenly becomes the center of feelings you don't understand? _______________ Jungkook and Taehyung are stepbrothers turned lovers overnight. When their feelings crossed forbidden boundaries, they vowed to keep their love hidden. But when they get torn apart, the distance only strengthens their resolve. Through years of secrecy-stolen texts, hidden calls, and quiet reunions-they fight to keep their love alive. How long can their secret last? Genre: Slight Angst, Romance, Slow Burn Warnings: Stepbrother relationship, Mature themes Top tae Bottom kook Lots of fluff >>> mature content Romantic and passionate Namjin Yoonmin Dive right in!💖💖

Follow Cassie and Leah as they navigate the quiet, complicated beauty of loving someone an ocean away. What began as soft, uncertain hope has grown into something real; stretched across time zones, training grounds, photoshoots, and the small moments that make their lives feel unexpectedly intertwined. Between long-distance calls, unexpected challenges, and the biggest opportunities of Cassie's career, the two of them learn what it means to build something steady, even when life refuses to slow down.

someone being patient with you is one of the softest forms of love... This the story about two lovers, two siblings (cousins), two wounded souls, two healing hearts, two struggling time spans, two who abide by the rules and finally the two who need each other.. Will they be able to make it? They are so different aren't they then how? And why? A fight! A fight together. And for the love of lord by her and for the love towards her by him. (⁠◍⁠•⁠ᴗ⁠•⁠◍⁠)⁠✧⁠*⁠。 #1 pictures #1 inenglish #1 muslim #1 salah #1 whippedforher ⚠️ Copyright Notice ⚠️ "Fazal and Noor ki Fehmiyan" is my original work © [2024] [Arcane] All rights reserved. No part of this story may be copied, reposted, or translated without my written consent.

HE LEFT FOR ABROAD JUST AFTER A DAY OF THEIR MARRIAGE, FOR 6 MONTHS....HIS BUA NEVER LEFT A CHANCE TO BRING TEARS IN HER EYES

WHat she thought was a normal summer day turned out to be something more... (Half of this book is real until 11/12 and the characters are real too)

"Some connections don't begin with a look - they begin with a sentence." Olivia McCallum never expected a quiet forum for writers to become her anchor. From her small flat in Edinburgh, she lives between essays, late-night drafts, and the silence of her own thoughts. Writing has always been her way of reaching out - even when there's no one listening. Then one night, a message appears under one of her posts. "If you ever turn that into a story, I'd like to read it." The message is from Noah Sullivan - a digital editor living in New York, someone who understands the rhythm of sleepless cities and sentences written at 2 a.m. What begins as a quiet exchange of words slowly unfolds into something deeper: two people trying to find honesty, belonging, and a piece of themselves in each other's distance. A story about modern loneliness, fragile connections, and the spaces between what's said and what's meant. Between Lines - sometimes, the smallest words carry the loudest truths.

Teri nazar ne ye kya kar diya Mujhse hi mujhko juda kar diya, Main rehta hu tere pass kahi Ab mujhko Mera ahsaas nhi Dil kehta hai kasam se ke Thoda thoda pyaar hua tumse Nobody not even him, knew his fav lines are now dedicated to someone. ______________ Teri maa ne bole hai mujhe Tikhe se bol, Teri maa ne bole hai mujhe... Tikhe se bol.... Ambarsariyaa.... Hoo Ambarsariyaa.. She gave him a hint but he couldn't understand. ______________ She was his Thoda thoda pyaar huaa.. He was her Ambarsariyaa..

When Rehan, a small-town boy with big dreams, lands a job at the Delhi airport, he believes it's the first step toward the life he always wanted-travel, independence, and a world far bigger than the one he grew up in. Loud, charming, and full of restless ambition, he fits into the chaos of the city better than he expected. Until he meets Luniva-an introverted girl from Nepal who keeps to herself, speaks only when necessary, and carries a quiet sadness she never explains. They meet by accident, sitting in the staff parking lot on a late shift, and from that night on, something unspoken starts to grow. Their connection is effortless, but undefined. Not lovers. Not strangers. Something in between. As days turn into nights and routines turn into memories, Rehan begins to see parts of her no one else notices-her subtle smiles, her fear of attachment, the way she watches departing flights like they're calling her home. And just when he starts to believe she might stay, she disappears without a word. No reasons. No closure. Only silence. Now left with questions he can't answer, Rehan must decide whether to move on, hold on, or accept that some people leave not because they don't care-but because they never learned how to stay. A coming-of-age romance about timing, distance, and a love that remains unforgettable even when unfinished. Perfect for readers who believe not every story needs a perfect ending-just a true one.

This isn't a love story. Though I did fall in love, the outcome isn't what you'd think it'd be after pining for so long. I've grown to accept that, or at least I'm trying to, considering I still cry and feel low sometimes. No, this isn't a love story but actually a story of self-discovery and letting go of the past that has been holding you back, so that you can eloquently step forward into what the future has in store for you. This isn't a love story but actually a story about friendships that were meant to blossom into their fullest potential... and then there were the other friendships that simply weren't meant to last after all. This isn't a love story like I had wished it would be, and for a whole year and 8 months it completely ruined me. I know that someday soon I'll pick myself up and the one I've been searching for will find me. Who knows, maybe once you quit scheming every crevice of the love story you planned out in your head, maybe then a brand new love story you never expected will set right into place. For now, I may not be experiencing a bittersweet love story with a lover but I'm experiencing an equally thrilling one- a love story between music and I. The thrill to succeed and reach the top of the music industry, the thrill to express my gratitude towards my idols, and the thrill to someday soon collaborate and go on tour with my best friends. Right now, the thrill of this love story for music is all I need, even if I've been assigned the role of Miss Sweet Misery.

"Do you believe letters can travel through time?" That was the first line she ever received-written in neat handwriting, tucked into her mailbox on a rainy afternoon. Raina thought it was a prank. Until the second letter arrived. His name was Aiden. He claimed to be writing from the future-a world where she no longer existed. One letter turned into two, then ten, then thirty-two. Between words and weeks, they built a bridge that defied years, thunder, and fate itself. But the closer they got, the clearer it became: every letter was rewriting time. And not every story is meant to be remembered. A slow-burn story told through letters, rain, and the impossible kind of love that lingers-even after the last page.

This is a amazing story . . . . Aryan rajvanshi . .Ishika ranawat . . ARYAN X ISHIKA💓💓 . continuee reading...

Their bond begins in texts and poetry, in shared dreams and unspoken confessions. But as their connection deepens, so does the reality of distance. Can a love born in the world of imagination survive the challenges of real life? Or will it become another beautiful but incomplete story in her journal? What happens when two rising authors, bound by words but separated by miles, find themselves lost in each other's stories? Aadhya Shrivastava-a fierce dreamer, an extroverted storyteller who lives in the world of her imagination, searching for a love that stays. Ekansh Oberoi-an introverted writer, a man of few words but countless emotions, finding solace in the quiet corners of life. Their worlds collide on a social media platform, where words become bridges, and conversations turn into confessions. From midnight musings to heart-pounding emotions, their bond grows-unspoken yet deeply felt, distant yet undeniably real. But love born in the digital world is fragile. Can a connection built on texts and chapters survive the test of time and distance? Will their hearts find a way to meet beyond the glow of their screens, or will their love remain an unfinished chapter-beautiful, yet incomplete? "Humara Internet Wala Pyaar" is a heartfelt tale of love, longing, and the bittersweet reality of long-distance relationships. Because sometimes, the most beautiful love stories are the ones written in unread messages and unsent confessions.

When distance look soo small and heart becomes one. story about two people fall in love doesn't care about culture language and time just them and the moment they living still if they are miles apart but still giving all and falling harder Let's seee will this love last or the distance will make it harder for them or the universe will play his games and see will they fight for their love or left heartbroken 💔 Let's seee and let's give this love a chance

Percy is a marine, heading off to war. He has no one here at home for him. No friends, no family, nothing. Until a drunken night at a bar right before he deploys to war, where he meets a certain blonde. What happens when he asks to write to her while he's overseas? *sort of inspired by the song Travellin soldier by the Chicks* I do not own any of these characters, all are owned by uncle rick

In the old city of Bhopal, where the lakes mirror both moonlight and secrets, two names have always carried weight. Rathore. Malhotra. One is sunset-coloured pride, Rajput blood that still remembers the clash of swords and the smell of gunpowder from 1857. The other is midnight money, power that grew in the shadows after independence, built on construction contracts by day and whispered deals by night. They were never meant to touch. Colonel Vikram Singh Rathore once wore the olive green with honour, stood ramrod straight at the Republic Day parade, and taught his daughter that a Rajput's word is his fortress. Reyansh Malhotra learned early that fortresses can be bought, burned, or broken; and that the only word worth trusting is the one backed by fear. Between them stood forty lakhs, four years of interest, and one girl who sketched dreams in silk thread. Zara Rathore wanted to conquer runways. Reyansh Malhotra decided to conquer her. This is not a love story. It is the story of a debt that was never about money, of a ring that was slipped onto the wrong finger, and of a war fought in whispers, touches, and locked doors, where the only victory is surrender, and the only escape is falling. Welcome to the night the princess became the prize, and the monster discovered he still had a heart to lose. Turn the page. The lake is dark, the city is watching, and the story has already begun without your permission.

You're 20, studying abroad while being in a long distance relationship with Miya Osamu. Late Night Calls kept your relationship alive, until one night, he doesn't call back. He's busy at Miya Onigiri, but that's the last you hear from him. You get an alarming phone call from Atsumu, urging you to come back to Japan, unwilling to give you any further details. Before you know it, you're on a plane the very next day. Heading to Japan all alone with your head spinning. What's his excuse for disappearing? For ignoring all the calls and texts? And who the hell is that blonde coming out of his room?

They met in high school, two opposite worlds colliding in the tech department. Surf was loud, bright, impossible to ignore. Java was quiet, steady, and everything Surf wasn't. Four years of friendship blurred into something more, until it all fell apart. Years later, fate brings them back together in a city that never stops moving. The past still lingers, old wounds still sting, and both have changed in ways the other never expected. In the heart of Bangkok, between deadlines, game codes, and the ghosts of who they used to be, Surf and Java find themselves facing the one thing they never finished: each other. The Code We Broke : A Game You Never Stop Playing

She believes life is a story written by the divine - unpredictable, bittersweet, but always worth living. He treats life like a battlefield - calculated, silent, and often, lonely. Ehsaas Kaur, a spirited first-year AFMC cadet, walks through life with stars in her eyes and mischief in her smile. Her laughter hides stories she never speaks of, and her loyalty begins and ends with her family. Drawing, dreaming, and defying the norm - she's the kind of girl who leaves sunshine in her wake. Avyakt Singh, a no-nonsense, steel-hearted 6th term NDA cadet, is her polar opposite. Raised by his grandparents after a tragic loss, he wears silence like a second skin. Disciplined to the core, poetic in private, he's a man whose eyes have seen too much, and whose heart trusts too little. They meet by accident - a holiday, a park, a moment. Banter turns to bickering. Sparks to silences. Distance to a strange kind of closeness. But theirs is not a story of fireworks. It's a story of slow-burning embers - of two souls who never looked for love, yet slowly find it in the cracks of each other's armor. As duty calls and miles stretch long, as fears rise and pasts unravel - they learn that love doesn't always arrive loudly. Sometimes, it grows quietly. Like trust. Like healing. Like home. A journey of becoming - not just officers, but people who feel deeply, fall slowly, and love relentlessly.