Openending Stories

Some people don't seem like anything at first. Not loudly. Not dramatically. Until- one of them becomes something Peter couldn't quite forget. Not because anything happened- but because something did. And even now- it remains. Unclear. Unfinished. Unspoken. The kind of moments that shouldn't have meant much- but somehow, they did. And sometimes- Peter finds himself wondering if it was ever noticed at all. Wonderstruck is a slow-burn coming-of-age story about first love, memory, and the quiet weight of something that was never fully understood.

Three nights. One kiss. Then he vanished. Princess Seraphine was never supposed to leave the Academy walls. She was never supposed to sneak into a festival, or lock eyes with a masked stranger across a firelit square, or let him climb through her tower window at midnight. She definitely wasn't supposed to fall for someone who told her, from the very first night, that he couldn't stay. He called himself Joker. No last name. No explanation. No past she was allowed to ask about. Just three stolen nights, a kiss she can't forget, and a silence that followed. Until the window opens again. ❝ You are the most real thing I have encountered in a very long time. ❞ - fantasy romance | mystery | unfinished ending -

"'Ello, mate." The single greeting sent a jolt through him. His instincts flared, and he took a quick step back, only to trip on a loose rock and fall onto the cold stone floor. The sound of rustling chains filled the cavern as a figure shifted in the dim light. Vampire. OR How Technoblade and Philza met (Part of Fighting Our Tainted Fate, Vampire AU) CREDIT FOR IMAGE: https://pin.it/6hp4lSDqE

එයා අහසේ තරු ගානට ආදරෙයි කිව්වා තමයි........ ඒත් ඒ එක තරුවක් වත් පේන්න නැති හෙන ගගහා වහින දවසක!!!

වෙනස් තමයි ඒත් ඒ වෙනසට මම ගොඩක් ආදරෙයි ෴.

සෑම වචනයකටම අර්ථයන් දෙකක් ඇත

Park Junmin has a serious problem. Apparently everyone in the dorm is obsessed with kissing him. And somehow- Junmin keeps letting them kiss him anyway.

The moment when the humor runs out and you realize you're not just 'traveling' anymore. To anyone who has ever sat by a 'destiny' and watched the 'fate' in the room. This one is for you. Life is cruel. Sleep well, everyone.

"မွန်းကျပ်လွန်းတဲ့ အချစ်ကြောင့် လမ်းခွဲဖို့ ဆုံးဖြတ်လိုက်ပေမဲ့၊ သံယောဇဉ်အကြွင်းအကျန်တွေက သူတို့နှစ်ယောက်ကို နာကျင်မှုတွေကြားမှာ ပိတ်မိနေစေတဲ့အခါ..." One Shot 🌙💕

"I'm gonna play the tea leaves for it, if you won't see sense," Fudge said contemptuously. Bella blew out a breath. The tea leaves were risky. If they were on your side you won. But if they were against you, you lost. A dark and twisted short story about a kid and her friend, Fudge, that only she can see.

You're going overseas, for how long you don't know. [BTS fanfiction- oneshot] [Light-hearted, no plot]

This Story is based on true events. From all the people in the world no one has had a crush on her ,while her friends are endlessly having fun with their partners ,she has to tell herself that dating is ridiculous and stressful so that she does not have to feel sorry for herself.

A rotten emotion stirs a spot deep inside him, settles in there, fits into him as if it's always known this place. He has always been one stumble away from being left, discarded. ... What is it? He feels it, certainly. Buried within his chest, a terrible, choking pain. One that flows cooly through his body, and circles around his nervous system. Fire and ice. Varian doesn't forget, as much as he tries. Forgiveness is a long road to walk. Don't mind me just dumping my emotions onto fictional characters again :/

A series of disappearances. A set of coded clues. And a pattern no one can fully decode. When Tavish stumbles upon a strange message linked to unsolved cases, he's pulled into an investigation that was never meant for him. With detective Ehan, researcher Aadhya, and a web of suspects-Kunal, Reem, Nakul, and Raj every answer only creates deeper questions. Nothing is random. Everything is connected. And someone is still watching the pattern unfold.

Lelaki itu selalu datang pukul lima. Dengan gitar di balik punggung nya, dan headphone di telinganya. Dia tidak pernah menyangka, tatapan seorang lelaki asing di taman kota bisa lebih abadi dari semua lukisan yang pernah ia buat. Lekaki itu tenang. Terlalu tenang untuk didekati, terlalu jauh untuk di lupakan. Di taman kota pukul lima, lelaki asing menunjuk kanvasnya dan bertanya. Suaranya tenang. Seperti halaman terakhir dari buku yang tak ingin kau tamatkan. Suci alea bramanta dan Jade elvano mahendra. Dua nama yang baru saja saling singgah di udara pukul lima. mereka bicara tentang warna, tentang nada, tentang senja. -Welcome to Prayers in Different tongues.

In the soft whispers of flowers and the silent teachings of nature, unfolds a tale of quiet companionship, fleeting time, and soul-deep reflections. Before the Petal Fell isn't just a story-it's an emotional journal captured in the tender observations of someone who finds unexpected companionship in two delicate flowers. From their vibrant beginning to their melancholic end, the story dives into themes of impermanence, emotional solitude, and the bittersweet truths we often overlook in our rush through life. Told through the eyes of a medical student who finds solace in the simple presence of blooming petals, the narrative is filled with spiritual undertones, raw emotion, and reflective questions that will stay with you long after the last page. This is not just about flowers. This is about us-how we love, how we lose, and how we learn to live.

Five years had passed. Saka, once a rambunctious kid, was now in his early teens--and with growth, came new opportunities and challenges. Teenagers were nothing if not resilient, and the Red Rider was no different. Together with Cove and Derek, among others, he would have to learn to navigate the fine lines between childhood and maturity, where their choices would often have larger, more serious consequences than they had ever been before; and where parents' protection and protectiveness were no longer at the levels they used to be. As if to further complicate things, a female visitor with a disposition as sunny as the summer days decided to pop up in the neighborhood...

Jeremy Schmidt's father was a relatively popular columnist that was a bit of a local celebrity, but the newspaper he worked for fell on hard times and had to close. The original spot being replaced with a new Freddy's location. Desperate for work Jeremy's father moves to a town in Salt Lake City, Utah so he work as a comic artist for Freddy and Friends studios. Three kids had gone missing before their arrival and there were no leads, however every disappearance was connected to Freddy's. Surprisingly, they end up living in the same town as the CEO of Freddy's, William Afton. William had three kids. Evan, Micheal, and Elizabeth. Jeremy would be going to middle school with Evan and he was happy to have a friend so early into the year, especially a friend as connected as Evan, but something was off. The more he hung around the more he saw that something was strange about the Aftons.

I was supposed to be invisible. Just another hand fixing what the world wanted perfect. Then he appeared- the familiar stranger with eyes too empty to look at anyone, yet somehow, they found me. I told myself it was just work. I told myself I wouldn't care. I was wrong. And now, every quiet moment, every stolen glance, every brush of his hand leaves me wondering- what happens when the one person who should stay away is the only one I can't let go?

They're on a mission, but it's cold outside.