Quiet Stories

"𝑰 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖. 𝑰 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒔𝒐 𝒎𝒖𝒄𝒉 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒊𝒕 𝒔𝒄𝒂𝒓𝒆𝒅 𝒎𝒆" Ayaz Ali x Zaira Asad An arranged marriage between a quiet student and a grumpy CEO. She isn't loud but her warmth lingers like sunlight, and he finds himself softening, slowly just for her. Two people bound together to discover that love hides in the gentlest places. # Started- 5th September, 2025 # Ended- 18th January, 2026 (*CURRENTLY UNDER EDITING*)

Logan is a little autistic. Logan has been in love with his best friend Chris for years, even if he never fully admitted it to himself. Their friendship goes all the way back to high school, where Chris came in when Logan needed it when he was crying in the bathroom. Since then, they've been close in a way that's always felt like more, even if neither of them said it out loud. As adults, their relationship only grows. There are small moments. Late nights, soft touches, lingering looks that blur the line of friendship. When Chris breaks up with his girlfriend, the tension between them grows stronger, especially after a night of drinking leads to even more feelings rising. Danny, their mutual friend, complicates things further. He likes Logan, and is even a bit manipulative. Eventually, everything comes to a head when Logan and Chris finally kiss, crossing something they can't come back from. They fall into something they can't quite define yet-friends but more than friends. Neither of them have talked about wanting more. When will Logan, or Chris, confess that they want more than what they have now?

It's almost ten years since Komachi Hanaie died. Ise has spent a decade not saying her name. At sixteen she was the most beautiful girl in the school, and the most alone. She answered a compliment about her name by explaining what it used to mean. She told him they would never celebrate each other's birthdays. She was cold, exact, and entirely without fear - and she asked him for one thing. To be the witness. Ten years later he still has not gone to her grave. A quiet novel about beauty carried as an inheritance, about a mother who does not come home, and about the distance between wanting someone and loving them. Complete. 42 chapters. Originally written in Japanese.

The Art of Loving is not a guidebook, nor a promise of perfect love. It is a collection of moments-where affection begins, falters, breaks, and learns how to soften again. This book is for those who love gently. For those who love imperfectly. For those still learning how to love without losing themselves. The Art of Loving written by: syrynah © All Rights Reserved

Some love stories travel through wars and trenches, Others survive through the turmoil of broken hearts, But some just exist, warm and soft and everything that it should be. Not loud or performative, just theirs. Soul and Seob. Moon and Sun.

Blue Hours on the Shore is a poem series drifts through melancholy like a body learning to float-exploring love that ebbed too soon, memories that salt the skin, and experiences that linger the way the sea does at night. It is shaped by quiet heartbreaks, by moments of loneliness and becoming, where emotions rise and fall like tides, and healing arrives slowly, in waves. Rooted in lived experience, it listens to the ocean as both witness and refuge, carrying grief, longing, and softness toward a fragile kind of peace.

"No one fits perfectly, everyone has different households. It's not that they're compatible, it's that they make it work even if they aren't." A simple teenager lovestory turns out to have alot more complications than the little romcoms they used to watch as children, but does that mean they love any less?

"and I'm so sick of seventeen, wheres my fucking teenage dream?" in which you'll have to read to find out! cover by: @IamAnnabethchase2

In the heart of Imperial Rome, where marble gleams brighter than mercy and every smile conceals calculation, the House of Severus appears the very image of order. Marcus Flavius Severus governs with reason rather than cruelty. His wife, Flavia Domitilla, commands society with wit and elegance. Castor keeps the household running with unwavering precision, while servants, clients, merchants, and nobles each play their appointed part beneath the watchful gaze of the Empire. Into this carefully ordered world comes Syrus, an unusually educated young slave whose quiet intelligence soon draws the attention of every member of the household. As political intrigues gather beyond the walls, private desires awaken within them. Friendships sharpen into quiet jealousy. Ambition wrestles with conscience. Love becomes inseparable from duty. And each soul must choose what is worth sacrificing in a world where freedom, honour, and affection are never freely given. //NEW CHAPTER EVERY WEDNESDAY//

Azula is an intelligent student whose primary goal is to pass the accounting course and gain her parents' validation. Azula is distant, pride, hard-hearted, and unsmiling, making it difficult for every person to approach her. Despite her intelligence, she has carried a heavy in her back full of pressure, comparisons, expectations, and failures. She is undeniably attractive, and Yhael is among the many who find her appealing. Though equally intelligent as the two of them, Yhael is boisterous, upbeat, and enjoyable to be around. Things upon which they cannot agree and will encounter difficulties as two individuals. Will Yhael be able to soften Azula's heart? Will he fail due to the difficulty in softening? June 6, 2024 - ???

Some people enter your life quietly... and leave behind a version of you that never really changes. Five years later, Shreevika still writes poetry she once used to laugh at. And Ahaan still paints places that feel strangely like memories. Maybe some people are not meant to stay forever. Maybe they simply become a part of you!!!

Claire Donneley had everything figured out - until she didn't. One breakup. One empty lunch table. One corner store she keeps returning to for reasons she won't admit. Edward Park works the register at Joe's Corner Store. He reads while he waits. He doesn't say much. And he remembers more than Claire would like him to. They were never friends. That part is important. A slow, quiet story about two people learning how to be decent - to each other, and to themselves. Updates ongoing. Author: English is not my first language si forgive me for any errors in spellings and grammar. I used Grammarly to help me with that types of stuff, thank youu <3

Love means different things to different people. This collection is simply another way I see it. Some poems may remind you of someone. Some may remind you of yourself. Others may become a feeling you never knew you had. Whatever you find between these pages, I hope you see it... In another light. - AnonymousP-01

Creep is about a seventeen year old boy named Henderson who never had much luck making friends. That is, until Ethan came along. Ethan is everything that Henderson is not; she is beautiful, outgoing, and very creative. To just about everyone else Henderson is the kid who's dad got taken away their freshman year by police, or the kid with such bad anxiety that he doesn't speak a word. But to Ethan, he's more than that. She brings out his smart and witty personality, and helps him to take a break from his comfort zone.

Two friends sit in the same room at ten o'clock at night. One falls asleep. The other stays awake. When morning comes, both have lived through the exact same nine hours - yet their minds carry completely different histories of the night. This is not a story about time travel. It is a story about the quiet divergence that happens inside us every day - through sleep, attention, and memory. A short philosophical novel about Subjective Temporal Divergence: the strange truth that we can share the same clock and still awaken in different worlds. Copyright © 2026 Shaikh Mo Atta. All rights reserved. No part of this work may be reproduced, distributed, or transmitted without the prior written permission of the author.

Rowan never intended to stay. At thirty-one, she makes her living on the road-guarding caravans, escorting travelers, and stepping between trouble and those who can't defend themselves. She doesn't make promises easily, doesn't stay anywhere long, and has learned that sometimes the safest thing a person can do is keep moving. Then she walks into a roadside tavern. A confrontation with a drunken local introduces Rowan to Mara, a hauntingly beautiful server whose quiet strength catches Rowan's attention more than she expects. The next morning, an old herb seller named Agnes approaches Rowan with a troubling story. Three people have disappeared along the same stretch of the north road. No bodies. No blood. Tracks that simply stop. A lantern left burning after dawn. An abandoned cart. And a single boot that no one seems able to find. The townspeople would rather believe in bandits, bad luck, or travelers who simply decided not to come home. Rowan has spent too many years on dangerous roads to ignore the feeling that something isn't right. Now, with Mara at her side and four miles of road ahead of them, Rowan intends to find out what waits beyond the last lights of town. Some trouble announces itself loudly. The worst kind doesn't have to. A Note About This Story This story began as a game. I wanted to learn how to play Dungeons & Dragons, so I asked ChatGPT to play with me. ChatGPT became the Dungeon Master, creating the world, situations, and characters around me. I became Rowan. I decide what Rowan does. I choose what she says, where she goes, whom she trusts, whom she confronts, the relationships she pursues, and the decisions that shape her journey. ChatGPT responds as the Dungeon Master, and neither of us knows exactly what will happen next. After we play, we turn those sessions into a novel together. And, at the time these chapters are being written, neither do we. We're finding out by playing. Welcome to Where the Road Goes Quiet.

Grace Selene has always been good at staying inside the lines. Advanced Placement classes. Perfect grades. Art competitions. Tutoring sessions. A carefully organized future she fully intends to reach, even if getting there means carrying far more than anyone realizes. Steve Rogers has never had much trouble being noticed. Senior. Hockey star. Hawkins High's golden boy. The kind of person everyone seems to know, whether they've actually spoken to him or not. College scouts are watching, his final season is beginning, and everyone already has an opinion about where his life is headed next. Grace and Steve have been circling each other for years. Same school. Same hallways. Same crowded cafeteria. A hundred almost-moments that never became anything more. Until one class project puts them across a table from each other. And suddenly Steve discovers the quiet girl with the sketchbook is funny, stubborn, fiercely talented, and considerably more complicated than the "good girl" reputation Hawkins has given her. Grace discovers there's more beneath Steve's golden-boy smile than hockey scores and school popularity. What starts with research assignments, shared lunches, and conversations neither of them expected slowly becomes late-night phone calls, cold hockey games, paint-stained afternoons, victory fries, family dinners, and the terrifying realization that somewhere along the way, almost became something real. But junior year is asking everything from Grace, and senior year is already pulling Steve toward whatever comes next. They were always going to cross paths. Neither of them expected to become part of the other's plan.

What if Taehyung's high reputation of as a school bully was on the line because of a one night mistake with Yoongi? This one mistake would cause trouble for both boys... especially for Yoongi. (This is a mpreg ff)

"For him, I would do anything." His silence was what drew Edward in, like a moth to a flame. It enticed him enough to pay closer attention to the boy. His silence was confusing, he never understood it. His silence was comforting, he found himself calm in his presence. His silence was questionable, he wondered why he was the way he was. His silence was unnerving, sometimes he wished the boy would just tell him how he felt and what he was thinking. His silence was saddening, he just wish the boy would open up to him. But most of all,his silence was loving because he didn't need to say how he felt when it showed oh so clearly in his actions. Or In which Edward Cullen finds serenity, love, peace, happiness and a plethora of emotions in a quiet freckled boy. Highest Ranking: #5 In Fanfiction.

She doesn't talk to everyone. But that doesn't mean she isn't confident. She's just quiet-the girl everyone misunderstands but no one truly tries to understand. What happens when her journey takes an unexpected turn? And who will be the person who sees beyond her silence and understands the girl behind it? **Let's see how her story unfolds...**