Melancholy Stories

Y/N L/N, renowned genius and pride of his own Prefecture in Japan, was transported to Re:Zero after an unfortunate incident. Arriving several days prior to the protagonist's arrival, a quick meeting with the golden-haired thief kicked off his new life in another world. With a spirit claiming that he deserves the mantle as the 'successor' to his previous master's power, Y/N's plan for his future began to take form. "Then we shall move on, to resolve the tragedies and lost souls that even a hero cannot prevent." The boy whose name was once altered due to forces far beyond his perception sets out on his journey in another world from zero. World 0 of Outerworlder's Thesis #1 on felt Sept 2, 2021~ Aug 2, 2022 #1 on isekai 05/23/22 #1 on malereader 05/23/22 #1~3 on melancholy since Sept 12, 2021 #1 on rezero 01/30/23 and various other times #1 on greed May 12, 2022 ~ Jun 8, 2022 #1 on periodic since Sept 2, 2021 Sorta inspired by the great authors @BooksLored and @filip1500 Re: Deceiving Life in Another World From Zero. Azamuku/Genso IF Re: ゼロカラアザムクイセカイセイカツ Arc 1 (The Outerworlder's Arrival): Ch.1~5 Arc 2 (Tumultous Mansion Stay): Ch. 6~9 Arc 3 (Return to Capital): Ch. 10~18 Arc 4 (The Everlasting Contract): Ch. 19~30 Arc 4.5 (Outerworlder's Ascension): Ch. 31~42 Arc 5 (Stars That Engrave History): Ch.43~??? Arc 5.5 (Triweek Escapade): Ch.???~??? Arc 6 (Corridor of Memories): Ch.???~??? Arc 7 (Land of the Wolves): Ch.???~??? Arc 8: (Vollachian Great Disaster): Ch.???~??? Arc 9: (Light of the Nameless Star): Ch.???~??? Arc 10: (Land of the Lion Kings): Ch.???~??? Arc 11: (???): Ch.???~??? Arc 12: (???): Ch.???~??? Arc 13: (???): Ch.???~??? Arc 13.5: (???): Ch.???~??? Disclaimer: I do not own Re:Zero, it belongs to Tappei Nagatsuki. Pls support the main series as well.

ִֶָ. ..𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ💌་༘࿐ 𝐇𝐎𝐖 𝐒𝐏𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐔𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐘 𝐒𝐋𝐔𝐓 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔?． ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ 𝐨𝐨𝐨． ⤷ javon walton x fem!oc slow updates! started-3.18.26 ended-

Not every past is meant to be forgotten. Some are meant to be protected. Chi cheng and Wu suowei were together, happy, and almost sure that nothing could come between them now. But when past of chi cheng stands Infront of him, his past lover, the one he had erased from his life, it violently shakes their life. While Wang Shuo serves as the catalyst in Burning Fire, another figure-a business rival from Chi Cheng's past-further fans the flames. Will they be able to navigate through their own broken past and this new confusing reality......Can love survive becoming a tragedy? ⚠️ Reader Discretion Advised This story contains: emotional distress and separation Memory loss (amnesia) Emotional grief, heartbreak yearning and longing angst Mentions of accidents Manipulation, Lies and revenge Morally gray characters Please read with care. Writer's note - the story is inspired from the original, a slow burn, but have its own turns, own moments and own consequences. i will try to justify the love, the friendships and the truth and the lies in the story. However, i will be posting slowly. I appreciate the patience, your positive, or negative but honest feedback....will keep me inspired to go on.!! Stay safe. Take care. Laters.

What do you do when the world is quiet but your mind won't shut up? 3 AM Unsent Messages 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." PS. some photos used as chapter covers aren't mine. ALL CREDITS TO THE RIGHTFUL OWNER/S.

MELANCHOLY | MAY GARNER | AVAILABLE ON AMAZON!    This melancholy drips from my fingertips so slowly you begin to forget I ever existed. All of me - the parts of flesh you never quite learned to love slips quietly down the drain. I am waiting for the day your fingers unscrew the pipes, dig through the mess, scrape your heart against rust, just to find me again, so we can do it all over. Here, in these pages, I find myself. In ink pressed against my flesh, I whisper the sadness, the heartache, the decay meant for all the unspoken.    A Poetry Collection by May Garner. Original poems regarding real life experiences. Cover created on Canva. 2026. Melancholy copyright © May Garner. 2026. All Rights Reserved.

A story that explores the silent pain of grief and loneliness and the fragile bloom of love within a suffering heart. Grace finds herself trapped in the aftermath of several harsh events from her past, each leaving behind wounds too deep to easily heal. Her world becomes a place where surviving feels heavier than living. Until she meets someone completely different from her, someone who shows a quiet but undeniable interest in understanding her. With every conversation, the tension between them grows unfamiliar, intense, and impossible to ignore. But what begins as emotional friction slowly transforms into something deeper than love... A connection that heals.

Just a collection of random, late-night thoughts scratched down when I couldn't sleep. Expect a lot of silence, rain, cold coffee, and moody dark academia vibes.🖤 Nothing too fancy or overthought, just my silly little poems written in the quiet hours of the night. Grab a cup of coffee and get comfortable.

A collection of words written from the deepest cracks of a heavy aching heart. A deeply vulnerable collection of lyrical free verse for the aching, the lonely, and the beautifully broken.

Not every thought belongs to the same story. Some are only fragments-moments of wonder, grief, hope, silence, and everything between. This collection gathers the pieces that never found another home.

[ EMBERS SERIES I ] "May our love outlive time itself." Kendra Madeleine Delachelle merupakan seorang pereka fesyen kepada satu jenama yang terkenal di serata dunia iaitu LA CHELLÉ. Hampir sedekat wanita itu membina empayarnya di sebalik tabir, memilih untuk membiarkan karyanya dikenali dunia tanpa perlu mempamerkan diri kepada mata dunia. Tatkala orang ramai berlumba-lumba mengejar kemasyhuran, dia lebih selesa hidup jauh dari kehidupan tersebut. "See you when I see you, in every universe." - KENDRA MADELEINE DELACHELLE Aaron Reeves Huntington, atau lebih dikenali sebagai AARÖN, merupakan seorang penyanyi yang namanya sentiasa menghiasi carta muzik antarabangsa. Di bawah tatapan dunia, di situlah seluruh hidupnya. Di sebalik segala kemasyhuran yang dimilikinya, dia hanyalah seorang lelaki yang sekian lama mendambakan sesuatu yang tidak dapat ditangini dengan wang, populariti mahupun kejayaan di dunia. "Sure thing, a promise is a promise." - AARON REEVES HUNTINGTON Seorang insan yang menghabiskan tahun-tahun hidupnya yang sepatutnya diraikan, dia memilih untuk menyembunyikan dirinya daripada tatapan dunia. Dan seorang lagi menghabiskan tahun-tahun nya di bawah tatapannya. Namun, mampukah dua hati yang datang dari dunia yang begitu berbeza menemukan tempat untuk berpaut?

Love changes people. Akira Koji doesn't believe that. A cynical philosophy professor haunted by his past, Akira spends his nights smoking by a quiet riverside-until he meets Sakura Ai, a woman desperately waiting for a man who will never love her back. As their friendship deepens, Sakura begins questioning the life she built around a one-sided love, while Akira finds himself dragged back into memories of the woman who shattered his heart years ago. Caught between the ghosts of the past and the possibility of moving forward, both must face a painful truth: Sometimes love doesn't save us. Sometimes it only reveals the parts of ourselves that were already broken. A haunting philosophical romance about heartbreak, loneliness, and the courage to choose yourself, in the era of Taisho.

So firstly people.... this book is not my regular book. This is a fanfiction of an Indian TV show. Now don't get me wrong, I am not a fan of Indian TV or this show's the couples. There is just one relationship that indulged me enough to write this story. This is one of those books I wrote for self indulgence during the covid time period. A.K.A from the stash. Read at your own will and convenience... happy reading.

A shard is what remains after something breaks. Not a ruin - a fragment. Irregular, autonomous, complete in itself. Each poem in this collection is a shard: born from a passing image, a sound, a silence - caught before it vanished. No architecture. No continuity. Only the moment of fracture, held still. Silver the Hedgehog moves through each one. He does not explain them. He inhabits them.

~ She has a mother's heart but a selkie skin ... and it is calling ~ On the twenty-fourth birthday of her daughter, Lena remembers the life she once abandoned for love. How wild and free, how very different it was. The roar of the ocean stirs her blood. Selkie whispers are calling her home. With her husband dead and buried, her daughter engaged to be married ... she's not needed here anymore, is she? Surely, she can retreat to the ocean now? Next year, she'll go back. She gives herself one more year to make sure her daughter is cared for and then she'll be wild and free once more. 🦭🦭🦭🦭🦭🦭🦭🦭🦭🦭🦭🦭🦭🦭🦭 this story is write for #tegsa2026 @officialTEGSA 🦭🦭🦭🦭🦭🦭🦭🦭🦭🦭🦭🦭🦭🦭🦭 CW‼️ Perhaps a bit of smut 😬

This is what happens when you let a writer's mind wander without a compass. Part non-fictional diary, part fictional playground, Ephemeral Soliloquy houses the stray write-ups that don't belong anywhere else. It is a solitary voice shifting between reality and fiction, ranting and dreaming-all under the quiet cover of the night. Within these pages are quiet musings on the architecture of pain, the heavy weight of lingering memories, and the fleeting beauty found in solitary reflections. It is an unfiltered look at what hurts, what heals, and everything left unsaid in between.

A quiet collection of songs written for the feelings that never found a voice, left here for anyone who happens to find them.

Not every story needs a plot. Some just need to be felt. This book is a collection of emotions - the kind that linger in silence, the kind that spill onto paper when words are too heavy to speak. It's about first loves that changed too much, friendships that faded, families that shaped us, and the weight of expectations we never asked to carry. It's about heartbreak and healing, longing and rediscovery, the quiet ache of nostalgia and the fragile beauty of hope. Just Feelings... is not one story. It's many. It's everything we live but rarely say out loud. For anyone who has ever loved, lost, or simply felt too deeply - this is for you.

"Some things are too quiet to be spoken, so they become poems instead." Not every story begins with once upon a time, and not every ending arrives with a goodbye. Some stories are written in the silence after midnight, in the scent of rain before a storm, in pressed flowers between old pages, and in the ache of memories that refuse to fade. 𝕮𝖍𝖗𝖔𝖓𝖎𝖈𝖑𝖊𝖘 𝖔𝖋 𝕼𝖚𝖎𝖊𝖙 𝕿𝖍𝖎𝖓𝖌𝖘 is a collection of poems about love in all its forms-the kind that feels like coming home, the kind that teaches you how to wait, the kind that breaks you quietly, and the kind that lingers long after goodbye. But love is only one chapter of being human. These pages wander through grief, healing, childhood, growing up, nature, changing seasons, and the quiet moments that shape who we become. Every poem is its own chapter-a memory, a confession, a question, a farewell, or perhaps a beginning. Maybe you'll find yourself in these pages. In the comfort of a rainy afternoon. In the scent of old books. In the bloom of spring after a difficult winter. Or in the realization that healing is rarely loud. If you've ever loved deeply, mourned silently, searched for home in another person, or found comfort beneath the moon, then perhaps these chronicles already belong to you. Read one poem before bed. Return to another when life feels a little heavier. Take with you the lines that remind you of someone you loved, someone you lost, or someone you're still becoming. After all, this book was never meant to be read in a hurry. It was meant to stay with you, quietly, through every season. Welcome to 𝕮𝖍𝖗𝖔𝖓𝖎𝖈𝖑𝖊𝖘 𝖔𝖋 𝕼𝖚𝖎𝖊𝖙 𝕿𝖍𝖎𝖓𝖌𝖘. May you find a little of yourself between these pages.