Melancholy Stories

What do you do when the world is quiet but your mind won't shut up? 3:04 A.M. is a haunting, intimate collection of fragmented thoughts, whispered confessions, and emotional snapshots scribbled in the dark. Equal parts journal, poetry, and stream-of-consciousness therapy, this book captures the sleepless moments where memories hit hardest, regrets echo loudest, and truths are too raw to say aloud. With the vulnerable honesty of a midnight voicemail and the strange comfort of a stranger's open diary, these unsent messages explore love, loss, nostalgia, and the beautiful chaos of being awake when everyone else is dreaming. This is not a book you read - it's one you feel. This is especially made for anyone who has ever stared at the ceiling and thought, "I shouldn't be feeling this much right now."

(CURRENTLY REVAMPED!) (The Slices of Life, #1) For years, one thing that had always bothered Serena Wilton is the idea of reconciling with a past friend. Whenever he was around, her eyes rested upon him; whether it was at classes or outside of school. She yearned for those wonderful memories again, but the looming fear just wouldn't let her initiate the conversation. Serena clearly remembered how their paths crossed in that one field trip, and the instant click as they interacted. He was nothing but a sunny friend with such contagious confidence... until that accident. Not only did he turn into someone Serena never recognized, but the relationship they built together, soured and crumbled apart. Even so, perhaps her plans can actually work if she's willing to push that stupid anxiety away and speak a word or two. Piece of cake, right? Rating: R+15 *** Updates: Irregular This book contains anime/manga illustrations (all drawn by me, unless stated otherwise) and sensitive topics such as depression and grief. 🎖- YARomance - Semesters of Love 🎖- Official Anime Profile - Light Novel 🎖- Official Teen Fiction Profile - Soul Deep 🥈- Undiscovered Writers Awards: Light Novel 🥈- Spotlight Awards: Teen Fiction

These are just small pieces of our days. Bus rides, cold mornings, the kind of talk that slips out without any plan behind it. Nothing big. Nothing that would matter to anyone else. Just the things we noticed before they faded. I wrote them down here because, well... if I didn't, they'd vanish quickly like a wave of the sea does. One moment they're right in front of you, and then they're gone, tucked somewhere in the past where you can't reach them anymore. Maybe putting them here doesn't save anything, not really. But it lets me look at them for a little longer. All I can do is catch them for a moment - the light, the voices, the way the city feels when it breathes - and leave them on these pages. These stories were ours. These quiet seconds, these almost-forgotten scenes. But, it doesn't matter because they belonged to us for a moment. And now, they belong to you for a moment too. PS: I'll release this on Royal Road! Stay tuned!

Being summoned to another world may be a good thing for anime fans, but for our main character, it was the worst possible change in his life. On top of that, he's in an unknown place with no idea what his purpose is. Until...

Sad Sundays is my weekly space to share melancholic poetry, words that help me navigate the stillness, the weight, and the quiet storms of recovery. Each Sunday, I post a new piece that I've written, using poetry to process my journey through detox and rehab, to face the difficult parts of healing, and to find meaning in the silence. Every poem is written by hand with help from the Rhymezone platform. This series is as much for me as it is for anyone who finds comfort in knowing they're not alone on their gray days. I will eventually try to tie most of my work together into a larger piece, but first and foremost, this will function as a collection of my writings while I am going through detox. There may be an underlying story, but perhaps not. Find out next week, and join me for a Sad Sunday moment. New Upload every Sunday at 18:00 (6 PM) German time - CET/CEST (UTC+1/UTC+2).

The sky is never seen the same way again. A colossal alien presence settles over Earth - not as an invasion, but as a permanence. From a New York rooftop, one man watches the world unravel as truth fractures, power rewrites reality, and humanity slowly learns what it means to live beneath something that will never leave. This is not about the end of the world. It's about what's left when it doesn't. Our Ordinary First Contact is an original short story written by J. R. McGee III

Tsuki thought she had left her past behind... But sometimes, a single glance can wake memories you thought were gone. There was a boy she once loved in silence, a love she never spoke, a story she never told. And now, with only her loyal dog Neo to listen, she begins to unravel it all - the heartbreak, the longing, the moments that refused to fade. Love Meant You - a tale of unspoken love, quiet hearts, and the memories that linger long after the story seems over.

"Songs of Hope" is a heartfelt poetry collection that resounds with resilience, hope, love, and courage. With lyrical verse, it explores the human experience, offering solace, comfort, and inspiration. Through themes of faith, redemption, and transformation, this book is a testament to the power of hope and love.

(Take note that the author (me) will upload a new poem every day for twelve consecutive days until 12 poems have been uploaded, indicating the completion of the poetry series/collection 'Twelve Letters') Synopsis: Twelve Letters is a collection of confessions, memories, and goodbyes written in the quiet of nights that feel too long. Each letter is a fragment of life-small, raw, and aching-capturing moments of love lost, words unsaid, and the weight of waiting for something that never comes. Some letters are to people who are gone, some to people who never knew, and some to the writer themselves, trying to make sense of a heart that keeps breaking. The collection doesn't try to fix anything. It just holds the sadness, the awkwardness, the fleeting happiness, and the tiny sparks of hope. Through these letters, the reader walks alongside someone learning to let go, to forgive, and slowly, maybe, to heal.

I watched you fall in love with everything that wasn't me.

Dahlia Katherine Monroe moves to Forks seeking quiet, not chaos. But the town has a way of pulling people into secrets older than its trees. Haunted by the fear of losing control-and the even deeper fear of never belonging-Dahlia finds herself tangled in a world she was never meant to touch. Between the storm-heavy skies, the weight of expectations, and the impossible pull toward Jasper Hale, Dahlia is about to learn that forever doesn't begin with immortality-it begins with a choice.

Shuffle my rabbit's playlist, write a tiny poem. 240 altogether. In 2017, I adopted Prince Argo. I'd take his picture and caption them with lyrics. I made a playlist of the songs. I'd build on it fastidiously for years. Pics of Prince Argo and my second rescue rabbit, Lord Allston. After 7 faithful years, Argo crossed the rainbow bridge. He was my best friend. On my worst days, I'd listen to sad music for hours and pet him as long as he'd let me. He never judged. In his honor, I reflect on the songs we listened to most. Every so often, I'll hit shuffle on his mix and write a tiny twitter poem based on the song. These aren't meant to be perfect. They're short and written quickly.

Shattered dreams. Shattered life. Miroska - a boy who once dreamed of leaving a legacy through art - now drowns in a life he never wanted. Born into a family of doctors and engineers, he traded his sketches and sculptures for textbooks and sleepless nights. All to feel loved. All to be "enough." He studies, obeys, and breaks quietly beneath the weight of their expectations. A heart drained, a soul fading - and yet, a tiny spark of hope remains. One day, he tells himself, I'll live for me. That day begins when he meets Vanya - a carefree, struggling sculptor who chased his passion and lost everything else. Family. Stability. Love. But unlike Miroska, he's free - and happy in his ruin. Their worlds collide: the boy who buried his dreams, and the boy who burned everything for his. As their bond deepens, their art and pain intertwine, leading them down a path of beauty, obsession, and destruction. Everyone has dreams. But one chose what the other couldn't. Revived dreams. Broken family.

Thoughts of the night. Are they strange? Are they lovely? are they true? or are they truths, lovely yet terrifying?

Some loves don't fade - they just slip between worlds. When Rithvik meets Sahana, something in him shifts - the quiet begins to hum again. What starts as music and laughter soon turns into something he can't name, something that feels like memory and destiny colliding. But love has its own way of testing what we keep and what we lose. The Sky That Forgot Us is a story about two souls finding each other across silence, time, and everything in between - where love lingers even when the world forgets. A poetic, heart-wrenching romance set against the restless skies of Chennai. Because sometimes, love isn't about remembering - it's about being remembered. Copying my work is Strictly Prohibited 🚫

The poetry collection 𝗜𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗞𝗮𝗹𝗲𝗶𝗱𝗼𝘀𝗰𝗼𝗽𝗶𝗰 𝗪𝗼𝗿𝗹𝗱 𝗼𝗳 𝗙𝗲𝗲𝗹𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀 is a window into my inner world, open to those willing to take a glimpse inside. Here, works written years ago intertwine with new pieces that capture echoes of events that stirred deep emotions in my soul. While reading them, you may feel a connection and share the feelings and emotions I once experienced─or still carry within me. !！𝗖𝗼𝗻𝘀𝘁𝗿𝘂𝗰𝘁𝗶𝘃𝗲 𝗰𝗿𝗶𝘁𝗶𝗰𝗶𝘀𝗺 𝗶𝘀 𝗩𝗘𝗥𝗬 𝘄𝗲𝗹𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗲 !！ * 𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘧𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘴𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘬𝘴 𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘱𝘶𝘣𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘩𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘯 𝘙𝘶𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘢𝘯. 🏆 𝟳𝘅 𝗔𝗪𝗔𝗥𝗗𝗦

He's a sad, solemn prince. She's the shy handmaiden to a snotty princess. He falls for her, hard and fast. * Cover Art is not mine

When fifteen-year-old Alaméa moves to a foreign land- without friends, without the sea, with nothing certain but her books- she finds herself confronted by life itself. Two cities stand at the center of her story, a single bridge binding them together, and a destiny she cannot escape. What does it mean to love? To be loved? Where does family begin-and where does it end? A tale of growing up, of letting go, and of the quiet magic of a moment that changes everything.

"I write moments that feel like dreams - soft lights glowing in silence, quiet laughter echoing in warm rooms, and the magic of imagination weaving ordinary evenings into timeless memories. My words capture atmospheres where reality dissolves into wonder, where roses bloom at midnight and long drives become journeys of the soul. Each story is a fragment of beauty, painted with candlelight, music, and the fleeting magic of life."

Midnight thoughts make the best stories ⭐