Onesidedlove Stories

"Aap humse kabhi pyaar kar paayenge kya, Raghav?" Muskan asked softly, her voice trembling. Raghav lowered his eyes. "Aap to samajh sakti he na, Muskan..." "Main usse kitna pyaar karta hoon." "Phir aap yeh sawaal kaise pooch sakti ho?" A painful smile appeared on Muskan's lips. Tears gathered in her eyes, but she refused to let them fall. "Theek hai..." "Phir aap unse pyaar kijiye..." "Aur hum aapse karte rahenge." "Waise bhi..." "Na humne kabhi umeed lagayi thi ki aapka saath hume milega..." "Aur na hi ab rakhni chahiye." For a moment, neither of them spoke. The silence between them hurt more than any words. Raghav closed his eyes. Guilt weighed heavily on his heart. "Hume maaf kar dijiye, Muskan." "Hum aapse pyaar nahi kar paayenge." "Aapko humse bahut achha ladka mil jayega." Muskan smiled sadly. A smile that never reached her eyes. "Shayad..." she whispered. But deep down, she knew the truth. No matter how good anyone else was... They would never be Raghav. As she looked at him standing in front of her, loving someone else with his entire heart, a thought crossed her mind. "I never wanted you to love me back, Raghav. I only wished that once, just once, you would look at me the way you looked at her." 🥀✨ A thought she could never say aloud. "Humara to itna bhi adhikaar nahi hai, Raghav..." "Ki hum sabke saamne khul kar keh sakein..." "Ki aap hamare pati hain." The words remained trapped inside her heart. Unspoken. Just like her love. And perhaps... Some loves were never meant to be confessed. Only carried. Silently. For a lifetime. "Muskan thought that after achieving her dreams, she would finally confess her feelings to the man she loved and build a future with him. Destiny brought her close to him, but never truly gave him to her. This is a story of one-sided love, heartbreak, sacrifice, and learning to survive when the person you love chooses someone else." ✨🥀❤️

She's always admired him from afar. He's the handsome, popular guy everyone likes... but he only notices her. Their eyes keep meeting, hearts quietly connecting. Until he says, "I'm sorry, I already have a girlfriend." Heartbroken, she steps back. Yet, even after graduation, their unspoken bond lingers. Will their hearts find each other again... or remain a memory?

She fell in love with him in 11th class. He never knew. Years passed, but her feelings never changed. What started as a silent love slowly became a story of waiting, growth, and destiny. Will time bring them together again, or will some love stories remain unfinished? A story about one-sided love, patience, and finding the right person at the right time.

"I 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐝 him for thirteen years. Then I watched him 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐞𝐥𝐬𝐞. And suddenly... I became the 𝐛𝐫𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐡𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝." "𝐓𝐨𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐢𝐬 𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐰𝐞𝐝𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭," he said. "𝐌𝐲 𝐠𝐢𝐟𝐭... is to remind you every single day- 𝐇𝐨𝐰 𝐮𝐧𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐫𝐞. 𝐇𝐨𝐰 𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐢𝐥𝐲 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐞𝐝. 𝐇𝐨𝐰 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐞𝐱𝐢𝐬𝐭 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐞𝐥𝐬𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐲. He never realized he was breaking the girl who had loved him silently, completely, long before hate had poisoned his heart. 𝐇𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞, 𝐲𝐞𝐭 𝐟𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐦𝐞 𝐡𝐢𝐬. ᥫ᭡.ִֶָ𓂃𓂃✍︎ ----------------------------------------- Hide until this song ends... and I'll leave you 𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐨𝐮𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐝. "Run, 𝐛𝐚𝐛𝐲," he whispered. 𝐑𝐮𝐧. 𝐑𝐮𝐧 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞." She noticed the notebook and pen in his hand as he read fiction. "Taking notes on how to be a 𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐞𝐦𝐚𝐧?" "No." 𝐈'𝐦 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐬... 𝐬𝐨 𝐈 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐟*𝐤 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐢𝐧 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐲. She snaps, "Go. Eat whatever you want. I don't care." He tilts his head, his voice low. "𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐥𝐞𝐠𝐬, 𝐛𝐚𝐛𝐲." ----------------------------------------- 𝐓𝐫𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐬 : ☆ Forced marriage ☆ Morally grey male lead ☆ Childhood friends to lovers

𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝟒 𝐨𝐟 𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐫𝐞 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬... 𝐂𝐀𝐍 𝐁𝐄 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃 𝐀𝐒 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐀𝐋𝐎𝐍𝐄 "𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐞," 𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐝 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐞𝐚𝐫. "𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐭'𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐲 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐬𝐢𝐧." She loved him when she was too young to understand what love meant. He rejected her when he was too guarded to feel anything at all. On her eighteenth birthday, she confessed her heart to the man she had loved for years-her brother's best friend. His rejection was cold. Precise. Unforgettable. "You're not the girl I desire." Five years later, fate brings them face to face again-not as a girl with a foolish crush, but as a woman ready for marriage... to someone else. This time, he doesn't return to reject her. He returns to marry her. She no longer asks for his love. She no longer waits to be chosen. Yet his sudden yes feels more dangerous than his past rejection ever did. Once, she begged him to see her. Now he claims her without love. And she fears that becoming his wife will hurt far more than the day he told her she was not the girl he desired.

Story of a 14 year old girl who fell in love with her 24 year old cousin. But he hated her very much.

❝You don't even care everytime I bleed whenever you make fun of my feelings for you.❞ ❝Then don't like me. End for story.❞ «how far can mirei's feelings for ni-ki go?» 𝚜: 𝟶𝟾-𝟶𝟼-𝟸𝟶𝟸𝟻 𝚎: -

I am a jayfer fan this story will continue from book 3 ending . it will have alot of up and downs , maybe 🤔. I wish u like it , if u don't , it's okay , scroll . no hate , only peace and suggestions. ... happy reading . thank u . This is a fanfiction. The real credit goes to ate lara . This will continue from where are lara left us hanging , continuation of book 3.

Sherry Miller has loved Dylan Edward for as long as she can remember. Their futures were sealed the day they were born-an arranged marriage meant to unite two powerful families. While others saw obligation, Sherry saw destiny. Dylan was always hers....or so she believed. But Dylan never wanted the life chosen for him. His heart always belongs to another woman, and the closer the wedding approaches, the more trapped he feels by the promise made long before he could speak his own name. To Sherry, Dylan is the love of her life. To Dylan, she is the life he never chose. Caught between duty and desire, heartbreak and hope, their marriage may bind their names together.....but it cannot force Dylan to give Sherry the one thing she wants most. His love.

Three years ago, on a rainy night, Kim Jennie moved into the most notorious slum in the northern part of the city. She was beautiful and dangerous-always seen with a cigarette lazily burning between her fingers, the thunder of her motorcycle echoing through the narrow alleys. Cold, mysterious, and detached, she never looked twice at anyone. Until Park Jisoo arrived. A girl with eyes like starlight, Park Jisoo moved into the village quietly, carrying nothing but a worn-out suitcase and a silent past. She had lived under someone else's roof for years and had lost almost everything-her savings, her artwork, her academic records, even her eyesight. Then, to make things worse, she was suddenly arranged to marry the most feared woman in the village-Kim Jennie-in exchange for money. The whole village laughed. "A blind girl and the slum's troublemaker? She won't last a week," they whispered. But only Jisoo knew the truth. Only she had felt how gentle Jennie's hands were. How she would silently guide her across puddles, tie her hair without a word, and sit for hours just to describe colors she could no longer see. Years passed. At a prestigious jewelry auction, the elusive business tycoon Ruby Jane made a rare public appearance. In front of the flashing cameras and curious eyes of the nation, she stunned everyone by purchasing a rare, centuries-old heirloom diamond ring. When asked if it was for her personal collection, she simply smiled and said, "It's for my treasure." That night, the question spread like wildfire-Who is Kim Jennie's beloved? Not long after, internationally acclaimed artist Park Sooya returned to Korea for her first solo exhibition. On opening night, she arrived quietly, dressed in elegant black. But what caught everyone's attention was the glittering diamond ring on her left hand. Gasps filled the gallery. "Wait... What???"

"මං ආදරෙයි..." "බොරු" "ඇයි ??" "ඒ වචනේ ලොකු තේරුමක් තියෙනවා" "ඔව්...මං දන්නවා.." "නෑ...උඹ දන්නෑ... මං දන්න විෂ්මිත වගීෂ් සෙන්හස් ආදරේ ගැන දන්නෑ..." __________________________________ Start -: 2025.01.01 End -: ???? 🌷 Lusi_Chim🌷

"အကို့ဘေးမှာ ရပ်ခွင့်ရတဲ့ မိန်းကလေးအဖြစ် ရစ်နွယ်တစ်ခါလောက်ဖြစ်ကြည့်ချင်တယ် အကို ရစ်နွယ်ကို တစ်ချက်လေးဖြစ်ဖြစ် လှည့်ကြည့်ပေးလို့မရဘူးလား..." ။....သိမ်မွေ့ရစ်နွယ် "အကိုက မင်းကို စိမ့်ရဲ့ မိန်းကလေးသူငယ်ချင်းအဖြစ်ပဲ မြင်ခဲ့တာ.." ။....ခန့်စေပိုင်

Vanshika Chauhan: "I wish you loved me as much as I love you." Shivansh Nimavat: " You have to hate me cause love isn't for us." __________________________________________________________________________________ "Hello... S-Shiv, I need... your help...," she typed with trembling fingers, her breaths shallow and uneven. Her hands were shaking so violently that the letters blurred on the screen, smeared further by the tears that wouldn't stop falling. She stared at the message, hoping-praying-for a response. And then it came: "I'm busy." Two cold, careless words. Her heart shattered. Still, desperation overpowered pride. She kept begging him to talk, to just listen. She tried calling him, fingers fumbling as she dialed, only to hear the abrupt silence of a call being declined. Her lips quivered as she tried to form the next message. "Shiv... please pick u-"Before she could even hit send, the screen flashed with those three words that felt like a death sentence: "You can't message this person anymore." Blocked. Just like that. __________________________________________________________________________________ Trigger Warning: This story explores deeply emotional and sensitive topics, including family abuse, sexual violence (including rape), emotional trauma, panic attacks, and abandonment. These themes are portrayed with the intention of shedding light on real-life struggles, but they may be distressing or triggering for some readers. Please proceed with care and prioritize your mental and emotional well-being. If you are in a vulnerable state or unsure, consider skipping certain chapters or seeking support as needed. ________________________________________________________________________________ An original novel by @sparkle_heart_122 Don't try to copy even a little thing!! ❌️

"He wasn't mine. But God, I wanted to be his." It started with a stare. One moment. One boy. And suddenly, my world wasn't mine anymore. He was arrogant, reckless, and way too good-looking for his own good. I was just the curvy girl he once body-shamed in front of a whole class. So tell me-why did he start looking at me like I was the only one in the room? "We were always almost. Almost right. Almost real. Almost enough." What we had wasn't healthy. It was late-night texts, stolen glances, ghosted mornings, and the kind of love that leaves bruises on your soul. But I kept going back. Because sometimes, the people who ruin you... feel a lot like home. This isn't a fairytale. This is a slow burn. A beautiful disaster. A story of almosts.

"𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐩𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞, 𝐤𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧. 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐢 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬." Jeon Jungkook had it all top of the class, effortlessly popular, and completely untouchable. When his inner circle leaves for vacation, quiet classmate Kim Taehyung slides into the empty seat beside him. To Jungkook, Taehyung is just a harmless distraction to kill time. To Taehyung, Jungkook is an addiction. ​But when Jungkook's friends return and he carelessly tosses Taehyung aside, he learns a deadly truth: the quiet boy in the back row isn't just a secret admirer. He's the psychopathic serial killer terrorizing the city. ​Ignored, humiliated, and pushed to the brink, Taehyung decides if he can't have Jungkook's heart, he'll take his freedom instead.

She loved him since she was ten years old. He never knew. Maine Panilingan has loved Artemis Phongsuwan for as long as she can remember. She defended him when she shouldn't have. She chose him when she knew better. She planned her whole life around a feeling that only ever moved in one direction. Now she's twenty, studying creative writing in Bangkok, trying to write her way out of a love she can't shake. She tells herself it's fine. She tells herself she's moved on. And then she finds the library. More specifically, she finds the window table. Third from the left. The afternoon light comes through it at exactly the right angle. She doesn't notice the boy at the main desk right away. But he notices her. Christopher Thanawit has thirty-seven signs in Filipino Sign Language when she first walks through the south entrance. He will keep counting. She doesn't know he's learning her language in secret. She doesn't know he's been tracking her arrival times, memorizing her smiles building something careful and quiet in the dark of his room every night. She doesn't know any of it. But she's about to find out what it feels like when someone finally sees you. ___________________________________________________________________________ "Ten years. Ten years of loving him. Ten years of following. When is it my turn?" ________________________________________________________________________ A story about a deaf Filipino girl, a Thai library worker learning her language in secret, and the man she's been loving from a distance for ten years. About the love that never looks back. And the one that's been here the whole time. __________________________________________________________________________

‎ﹺ ♪ 𓐇 basically bullshit I've made for two of my friends because I love them deeply guys trust me 🥺 ➼ 𝒞　˳　 main chars : ⠀ Sawyer . Hyugo⠀ ➼ 𝒞　˳　 other chars : friends / classmates , loa , isis ︶⠀⠀story short : School AU one sided but never till the end , Sawyer and Hyugo are both friends in the same class and hyugo is a huge glazer for Sawyer, although Sawyer doesnt reciprocate and Hyugo is very aware about it . although one day a rumor dropped by friends and classmates of them secretly dating . none of them were aware till their other friends loa and isis told them about it . At first sawyer didn't really care since he had better stuff to do . although Hyugo leaned in more of the rumor and often said lies about them dating and such . i wont say anything more so yall can read it shh.݁⠀⠀⠀⠀ 𓂂　 　

" මගේ නිල්පාට මල!!! එයා හරියට නිල් අහසේ පායපු දීප්තිමත් තරුවක් වගේ ඒ තරම් විරලයි "

ivan loved till in every quiet way he could. he memorized the sound of his laughter, the warmth of his smile, and the little things everyone else overlooked. he convinced himself that if he stayed long enough, if he loved hard enough, maybe one day till would choose him. he never did. till never noticed the way ivan's eyes searched for him in every room or how every goodbye hurt more than the last. because sometimes the cruelest thing about love isn't rejection. it's being invisible to the person who means everything to you.

මම ඔ'කරණ ප්රතික්රියාවක් වන විට එයා ඔ'හරණ ප්රතික්රියාවක් වූ හැටී අපූරුයි