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  • Seen.....but never chosen  by shaivaa
    shaivaa
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      Reads 72
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      Parts 16
    Prologue: Before the Almost" It didn't start with love. Just a message. A simple one. Easy to ignore... but he didn't. And maybe that's where everything went wrong. There are some people who don't leave your life- they just... never arrive in it either. You wait. You wonder. You read between words that were never really there. And one day, you realize- not every almost is meant to become something real.
  • Oh Dear Diary by ft_lara_kexia
    ft_lara_kexia
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      Reads 15
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      Parts 1
    Everyone loves a chosen one . This is for the ones who weren't. I was the chapter they skipped , This is the book i wrote anyway..
  • Not You [COMPLETED]  by Dalandaniela
    Dalandaniela
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      Reads 196
    • WpPart
      Parts 9
    Have you ever wondered how many people are in this planet? Well, 7.7 billion people in this planet, and it's still not you.
  • Fate of the One Not Chosen by CesiXia
    CesiXia
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      Parts 10
    Every story has its own Heroin, Male lead, even a Second male lead. Supporting characters, and last but not the least- The villain, or villainess. However, as we all know that it's always the heroin to have the happy endings.. How about the villains? Ano nga ba ang nangyayari sa mga kontrabida sa kwento? Bakit ba hindi natin subukang alamin kung ano ang nangyari sa kanila? Kung bakit gano'n nalang sila magalit sa mga bida..? Why do we always have to be happy, when the heroin got its own happy ending. Paano naman ang villain? Why won't you ask her story..? Why don't you let her explain her side? Are we afraid that they'll end up lying..? Or are we afraid of them telling the truth? In my case, I don't think I am ready to tell the truth. That is why we lie. Because, if ever we say the truth.. will you believe us? Will you let me live? Will you also give me-my happy ending? Will I ever.. get someone to also protect me? Will... you not kill me? I am Vexana Aurelithea, and I am here to tell-the fate of the one not chosen.
  • THE ANATOMY OF ENVY by trynabegud1111
    trynabegud1111
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      Reads 19
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      Parts 5
    She was never mine. And I knew she never would be. Yet restraint is a fragile thing when desire refuses to yield. This is not a love story. This is the anatomy of envy.
  • If I can't reach you ... by Erysvin
    Erysvin
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      Reads 1
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      Parts 1
    Compilations of words unsent through messages, conversations, and actions. A hope of a soul who can't reach her/his angel due to distances, complicated situations, choices made or etc.
  • left out and alone by faith_stories11
    faith_stories11
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      Reads 4
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      Parts 1
    A girl watches as her best friend starts hanging out with her sister more than her. she becomes completely invisible as her sister takes her place. but she has a secret!
  • I was Afraid by writerschyann
    writerschyann
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      Reads 941
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      Parts 100
    We're all afraid of something. It comes to us one way or another. It lasts a period of time only we can know. It disappears maybe or never.
  • The Obsidian Moon And Its Secrets  by prxvee
    prxvee
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      Reads 23
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      Parts 3
    She's no one, her own family dislikes her presence like she's been unwanted the day she was born. She's disadvantage, trouble, unlucky one. She's about to leave the Obsidian, when she's met with the largest beast in the lands, standing on the pack boundary, gawking at her like she's a prey that has no chance of escape.
  • The One Who Called Me Bro by lilianapheneo
    lilianapheneo
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      Reads 33
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      Parts 7
    "He called me 'bro'. I called him my whole universe." I've loved Aren since our first year at university. He's attractive, wild, the kind of guy everyone notices. Me? I'm the chill friend. The safe one. The one he calls "hyg"-like I'm just another guy. For seven years, I kept my love quiet. I laughed when he laughed, picked up his calls when he needed help, and swallowed my feelings every time he flirted with someone else. One night, drunk and heartbroken, he came to me. And for a few blurred moments... I wasn't invisible. He kissed me like I mattered. But the next morning? He didn't even remember. This is the story of unspoken love, heartbreak in silence, and the painful truth of never being seen... until it's too late. He was my first love. But I was only ever his safe place.