Quietdevotion Stories

In God's Time, Not Ours By Rae Palmer A love never spoken. A calling never denied. Miguel and Brother Riley share a bond so deep it defies words-yet their love must surrender to something greater. As one steps into priesthood and the other into ministry, they must choose faith over feeling, devotion over desire. But letting go doesn't mean forgetting. And some prayers linger for years-waiting for God's time... not ours.

this was inspired by Cinnamon by Lana Del Rey (I wrote wtvr came into my mind)

Miguel Tuazon Jr. was a brilliant, grounded, and deeply spiritual young man who left behind a life of privilege to follow his calling into the priesthood. Alongside him were Philip Sison, the focused son of a poor family whose grit earned him top of the class, and Jake Estrella, a wealthy and free-spirited seminarian with a hidden depth of loyalty and intelligence. What started as a story of formation became a layered journey of friendships forged in fire, tests of character, and the slow-burning, forbidden love between Miguel and Brother Riley Lucero, a parish priest whose devotion to God was rivaled only by his unspoken affection for Miguel. Through youth camps, seminary trials, family crises, and life-altering choices, the three seminarians grew into men of faith. Miguel, torn again and again between duty and desire, ultimately chose his priestly vows over the man he loved - twice. Riley did the same. And while they walked parallel paths, they remained distant, both quietly aching in the shadow of God's call. In the end, Miguel rose to become the youngest bishop in the diocese. He carried the weight of unfulfilled love in silence, until he wrote a private, vulnerable prayer - a confession of longing never meant to be sent, addressed not to Riley but to God. And yet... heaven was still listening. (In Heaven's Time)

"𝑲𝒂𝒊𝒔𝒆𝒆 𝒔𝒖𝒏𝒊 𝒕𝒖𝒏𝒆 𝒎𝒆𝒓𝒊 𝒌𝒉𝒂𝒂𝒎𝒐𝒔𝒉𝒊 𝑶 𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒗𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒅𝒊𝒈𝒂𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒂" Sharvith Desai-the school's golden boy, 12th grader. Smart, disciplined, and always a step ahead. The class topper, the chess prodigy, the one who never loses focus. The son of the English teacher, expectations cling to him like a second skin. Everyone sees the brilliance, the perfection. No one sees the quiet loneliness, the late-night sacrifices, the weight of always having to be the best. Until her. Raahi Sharma-the ghar ki chhoti beti, 10th grader, the unnoticed one. Not the brightest in class, not the rule-breaker either. Just somewhere in between. An average student, a silent observer, a girl who understands more than she lets on. She doesn't demand attention, but when she speaks, her words leave a mark. She dreams, she sings, but mostly she just wants to be understood. ────୨ৎ──── ⋆˙⟡ She sings. He plays the guitar. ⋆˙⟡ She dreams. He overthinks. ⋆˙⟡ She hides behind laughter. He hides behind perfection. ────୨ৎ──── 𓍯𓂃 He fell first. Hard. 𓍼 In the way he held onto the dreams she whispered once, as if they were etched into his very soul. 𓍼 In the way he turned her fleeting wishes into silent vows, weaving them into the fabric of his own ambitions. 𓍼 In the way he stood at the crossroads of her destiny, clearing the path ahead knowing she might never turn back to see who made the journey easier. But will she ever notice the boy who loves her in quiet devotion? Or will he remain just a lingering melody, playing softly in the background of her favorite song? 𓍯𓂃 Step into their world to find out.