Notalovestory Stories

Ang istoryang ito ay tungkol kay Francisco "Isko" Borromeo, isang iskolar ng bayan na nangangarap makapasok sa UP-ang tanging tiket niya palabas sa kahirapan. Ngunit sa pag-abot niya ng pangarap, kasabay din niyang mararanasan ang bigat ng sistema, ang swerte at kamalasan ng buhay, at ang mga taong babago sa direksyon ng kanyang landas-kabilang na ang anak ng mayor na si Ysabel Aquintana. Hindi ito love story. O baka naman... hindi pa.

This is not a love story. It is a story about admiration - quiet, disciplined, and transformative. Set between reality and imagination, Akkie & Ree: The Silent Equation explores what happens when art does more than inspire... when it begins to reshape the admirer. Through silence, solitude, and unspoken emotions, two worlds briefly align. One carries experience. The other carries hunger. What follows is not romance - but growth. A subtle, introspective journey about craft, identity, and becoming.

Jinpachi Ego created the ruthless training program known as Blue Lock to produce the world's greatest egoist striker. Inside the facility,hundreds of forwards fight, evolve, and destroy each other to reach the top. But the most dangerous striker in their generation... isn't even inside the program. Y/N L/N is already one of football's greatest young talents

Ever felt like your heart didn't break, it shredded? Like love didn't end with a storm, but with a soft unraveling, until all that was left was confetti and quiet? Then this book is for you ❤️‍🩹 Paper Hearts 💌 is a collection of heartbreaks and memories, kept like frozen silver dreams pretty, aching, and impossible to melt somehow still reread under streetlights.

Not your ordinary kind of story. Simple yet meaningful. From the past memories, and so on. Symbolic but some are just as it is. Words that has been keep, and words that is a lesson and a truth.

Culture shock is a common problem for many of us. This is not a one-shot love story. This is a reality that can happen to anyone who lives abroad.

These are simply, well, simply my poems. The majority of them are from a year or less ago because I only recently and slowly picked it up. So if you are looking for specific types of poems you have came to the wrong place. I don't get as far into poems to actually count the synonyms and stuff. I just enjoy making them when I'm not feeling so great. Anyway if your reading hope you enjoy.

A zine about setting one self free from it's own chain. Moving forward and getting out from false hopes. A journey of self-improvement and welcoming a new gate.

When the Earth is met with over population, Clay Wise and Dominic Hunter set out on the adventure of a lifetime, when they are met with a very big problem that will challenge their newly earned trust.

This is a collection of poems by me. I'm neither a poet nor good with words but I just love to pen my thoughts and feelings. Hope you all will enjoy even though they aren't good☺️

She would have been a criminal If there were any laws.

Everyone is disappearing. Vanishing without a trace and no one can figure out why. For the first time in a long time, the gods of the seasons must set their differences aside and come together not only to save their kingdoms but each other as well. " alright love birdies let's g-" " love birdies? Did you just call two gods birdies?" " I'm a god too! It's not like I was insulting them! The term love birds is just so overused!" " as opposed to birdies.."

This isn't a love story. At least-not really a love story. It's a story about two people, and they happen to be in love. But that's not the point. A lot of other stuff happens too, crazy things you wouldn't believe. Like...how a guy like me could even find love in a town like this. It's a story about being completely fucked up, and finding someone who is equally as fucked up, and understands that.

They weren't raised - they survived. In homes where "I love you" came wrapped in violence, silence, and broken promises, two girls learned early: Love could destroy you faster than hate ever could. They didn't meet by fate. They met through scars-hidden deep beneath perfect smiles. One bled her truth onto paper, in poems no one ever really read. The other built walls higher than anyone could climb, wearing ambition like armor. A single poem - raw, brutal, and painfully human - tore open the silence between them. Two fractured souls recognized the wreckage inside each other. Together, they made a vow: No one would break them again. But survival wasn't enough. Betrayals came. Promises shattered. Justice failed them - again and again. So they became what the world fears: By day: an elegant professor and a razor-sharp lawyer, celebrated yet untouchable. By night: architects of an underground empire, rewriting the rules of a world that once caged them. They are not heroes. They are not healed. And they are not sorry. Some scars don't fade - they sharpen. Some storms don't pass - they evolve. This is not a love story. This is not a redemption arc. This is rage reborn as survival. Pain reforged into power. Sisterhood carved from fire and blood. If you've ever hidden a scream behind a smile... If you've ever vowed you'd never be broken again- This story is yours.

Elaine has to live with her aunt and her 4 cousins for the summer. Sounds like hell right? But she meets a person who may just make her stay more interesting.

Yniara's life is better and bitter. Mababago pa ba ito? This is my first ever story,hope you like it.

This is not a love story, but this is a fan fic that takes place during the Winter Soldier and Civil War. Hope you like it! Love really is the worst weapon of all, isn't it? Sometimes it is love that is a girlfriend-boyfriend, sometimes as simple as friend or sibling. The last thing I can remember clearly is getting strapped down to a chair. Hands putting my head into place and pain. The pain consumed me from head to toe. Slow and painfully, I couldn't remember things. Some memories were there. Some things like names, others a laugh or a smile. Oh his smile. I can't remember how I know him. It's like someone has stolen my thoughts and I'm in a maze in search of them all. I slowly open my eyes and find myself on a bed. I sit up slowly taking a deep breath and take a look at my surroundings. A door across from me had a little slit in the door about eye level. I look around the room a little more. A small cool draft was coming down so I figured I was underground somewhere. I try to get up and I hear a small clank. I look down and see that my left leg is made out of metal from my knee down. I looked at closely and study it. It seems to be connected to my thoughts somehow. I flex and point it for a little to see how it works. It doesn't work nearly as well as my actual leg does, but I could get use to it. Story not yet finished. I do not own any characters except for Lilith/Midnight Shadow. All rights go to Marvel.

Secrets only you know

a circus rolls into town. imagine all the crazy shit that came with it.

This is honestly me talking about how my past few months have been. If you relate to me just know it gets better and I know I sound like everyone else but you will have those thoughts and feelings just know they will pass. I fucking hated them so much I wished death on someone and now as much as I do think of him, I don't have a heart drop feeling on what could've been. You shouldn't either. I love you, whoever reading this, maybe it's me.