Quietlove cerita

"A hundred photographs, a hundred silent confessions." Tahimik at mapanood si Gael, laging nakatago sa likod ng kanyang Polaroid camera. Sa bawat field trip, bawat tawanan sa cafeteria, bawat ulan na bumabagsak sa hapon-lagi't laging si Sylvia ang nahuhuli sa lente. Hindi niya kailanman sinabi, pero bawat litrato ay isang lihim na pag-amin. Pagkalipas ng ilang taon, muling nagtagpo ang kanilang landas. At sa pagitan ng mga lumang larawan at mga tanong na hindi maiiwasan, kailan kaya magkakakulay ang mga damdaming matagal nang nakulong sa puting frame ng isang Polaroid?

Sincere Brielle White has always been the soft one-gentle voice, pretty smile, big heart. Everyone thinks she has it all together. Nobody knows about the insecurity she hides so deep she can't even say it out loud. She keeps her brightness polished and perfect... scared that if anyone looks too closely, they'll see the cracks underneath. Then there's Terajaie Imani Connell. Silent. Standoffish. Untouchable. The kind of stud who speaks with her eyes more than her mouth, who fights only when she has to, who carries her past like a weight she learned to hide. People fear her before they understand her-but she prefers it that way. Trusting people has never ended well. Until Sincere. A seating change puts them side by side, and Terajaie notices the things everyone else misses-the quiet tremble in Sincere's hands, the way her smile fades when she thinks no one is looking, the exhaustion behind her eyes. And Sincere sees past Terajaie's coldness, past her silence, past her armor... and finds the girl who's been alone for too long. What starts as awkward glances and accidental conversations turns into late-night texts, warm rides home, soft touches, and a connection neither of them were ready for. But loving someone means letting them see the parts you're terrified to show. Sincere's hidden insecurity. Terajaie's guarded heart. Two girls learning what it means to feel safe-really safe-for the first time. Because sometimes love isn't loud. Sometimes it isn't dramatic. Sometimes... it's just warm.

He found her through a letter... She loved him without knowing who he was. It started with a simple note hidden inside a book. No name. No face. Just words. And somehow... they became everything to each other. But there's one problem. In real life- she doesn't remember him. Not yesterday. Not last week. Not ever. Yet every time she writes... she falls in love with him again. And every time- he lets her. Even if it means being a stranger... forever.

Catherine Hale didn't come back to start over. She came back for him. Six years ago, she left without a word. No explanation, no goodbye, no chance for Alex Vescari to understand why the girl who once promised him everything simply disappeared from his life. He was eighteen. She was seventeen. And whatever they had... didn't survive her silence. Now they're older. He's twenty-four, sharper, colder, built on control and discipline, the kind of man who doesn't chase anything that once chose to leave him. She's twenty-three, carrying answers she still can't fully give, and a decision she never got the chance to explain. And this time, Catherine doesn't run. She walks straight into his world. Into his company. Under his authority. Because she didn't return for closure. She returned to win him back. Alex, however, has no intention of making it easy. He listens to everyone except her. He trusts no one especially her. And every word she tries to say is met with silence, distance, or something far worse. But for all his control, there's one thing that hasn't managed to change: Alex Vescari is afraid of loosing her. Her conversations. Her laughter. Her presence. And that contradiction, the distance he enforces and the fear he can't let go of, becomes the space where everything begins to unravel again. Because Catherine Hale didn't come back to be forgiven. She came back to stay. And Alex Vescari? He may never admit it - But he was never ready to let her go either.

Denki's been in the ward for as long as he can remember - a place that calls his ADHD problematic, his spark too much. Shinso's been there nearly as long, haunted by sleepless nights and the echoes of a mind that won't quiet down. When they're assigned as roommates, it's not friendship that forms at first - it's survival. But through restless nights, whispered confessions, and laughter that begins to fill the sterile walls, they start to find something they both thought they'd lost: peace. Together, they learn that healing isn't clean, that love doesn't cure, and that sometimes the quietest kind of love is the one that saves you. A story about finding warmth in the coldest places - and realizing that broken doesn't mean unworthy.

Rosabelle Thomas swore she'd never return to Stone Valley Ranch. Ten years later, she doesn't have a choice. Her grandmother is gone, the ranch is on the line, and the family she left behind hasn't forgotten-not the past, and not her. Caught between old wounds and new responsibilities, Rosabelle is forced to rebuild relationships she once walked away from... including the ones that never fully let her go. Oliver "Ghost" Smith is everything she doesn't need-quiet, steady, and impossible to ignore. A man tied to the same world she tried to escape, and the only one who seems to understand her without asking. But staying means facing everything she ran from. And leaving again might cost her more than she's willing to lose.

"did you fall for me?" Yoongi and doona both went for a reality show But didn't expect to fall for eachother! First time writting a story😓

He doesn't know when it started. Not the moment. Not the reason. Just that somewhere between a new school, familiar routines, and conversations that didn't seem important- something stayed. She wasn't supposed to matter. Not like that. But some people don't leave when they're gone. They stay in the way you think. In the things you remember. In the silence between everything else. This isn't a love story. It's about something quieter than that. Something you don't notice until it's already real.

Ahira Kapoor was the kind of girl who made ordinary school days feel important. The loud laugh during boring lectures, the dramatic retellings of small incidents, the girl who talked her way out of trouble and still topped her exams. Classrooms were her stage, corridors her comfort zone. But beneath all that confidence was someone who felt deeply especially about the one place that always felt like hers: the seat beside Ivaan Mehra. Ivaan Mehra never needed attention to be noticed. Quiet, steady, and annoyingly dependable, he was the boy teachers trusted and friends relied on. He didn't talk much about feelings, didn't make big promises, didn't fight for space in anyone's life. He simply stayed. Every single day, he kept the seat next to him empty not because she asked him to, but because some habits don't need explanations. They were just best friends. That's what they told everyone and maybe themselves too. Shared lunches turned into shared secrets, late-night calls into silent understandings, and somewhere between exams and expectations, something unnamed grew between them. Until one practical decision, one silent goodbye, and one moment neither of them stopped, created a distance that felt temporary but wasn't. Years later, when they stand in the same room again, older and far less certain, they realise something they should have understood back then The space they left behind didn't fade with time. It waited.

He found her again after ten years. Not in a place. Not in a plan. But in a quiet message that should have meant nothing... and somehow meant everything. Asher never stopped carrying what he left behind. Ember Lynn never asked him to. Between memory and the present, between silence and everything left unsaid, their story begins again, carefully... almost too carefully. Some love does not end. It waits. And sometimes, it returns when you are no longer the same person who lost it. A slow, emotional story about love, regret, and the moments that never truly leave you.

I once told someone, in my best Devdas voice and with the utmost seriousness, "One day I'll write a book for you before I die." She looked at me, nodded thoughtfully, and said, "Write it in a language I can read. Otherwise, I'll come kick your grave. Kameene, yeh kya likh ke mar gaya? Mujhe bhi padhni thi." (You scoundrel, what is this nonsense you wrote and then went and died? I wanted to read it too!) That should give you an idea about the heart of this story. Set in the 2010s Canada, between chai and snow, this is the story of Alizey and Zayan. Zayan didn't believe in marriage. Alizey believed it was sacred. He thought love was like mist, meant to be felt, not seen. She thought he sounded like an overdramatic Victorian novel. They didn't marry for romance. They married for a plan. The arrangement was simple. The feelings were not. What began as a practical agreement, two adults negotiating boundaries, rent, and kitchen duties, slowly turned into something far more unstoppable. Because love, when it finally arrives, doesn't knock politely. It walks in silently and stays. This is a story about marriage before love. Trust before desire. Surrender before confession. And the confounding realisation that sometimes, you don't choose your life partner. You just discover you already have.

Some stories don't end, they're simply left unfinished. And so he waits, trusting the wind will one day lead him back to her.

Some people enter your life loudly. Some... you don't even notice at first. On a bus to a new city, among strangers and passing moments, two people cross paths without meaning to. No introductions. No significance. Just a small moment- that doesn't feel important enough to remember. But some beginnings aren't meant to be noticed when they happen.

in which Daisy Whitlock was never meant to be noticed. just another Hufflepuff face in a sea of gold- quiet, forgettable, easy to overlook. until Mattheo Riddle starts watching her. not obviously. not in a way anyone else would catch. just in the way his eyes always seem to find her. in the way his voice changes when he says her name. in the way he stays-just a second too long. it doesn't mean anything. it can't. because Mattheo Riddle doesn't believe in softness. doesn't believe in kindness. and definitely doesn't linger. but somewhere between detentions, late mornings, and conversations that shouldn't matter- he does. #1 in #almost 3/27/26

Am I falling for my best friend? That can't happen. It's not supposed to happen. Things like that don't just change out of nowhere, not when they've always been simple, not when they've always made sense. But what if it does? What if somewhere along the way, something shifts without asking, and suddenly the way you see someone isn't the same anymore? What if every moment starts to feel a little heavier, like it means more than it used to, and you don't know how to ignore it? Can I tell him? Because if I do, everything changes. And if I don't... I might run out of tomorrows before I ever get the chance. In a quiet town where nothing ever really changes, Oliver Morrow is about to find out that some things need to happen tomorrow.

Disclaimer: This story is based on my college life as it is happening now. Some names have been changed to protect the privacy of the people involved. A new journey, a plan unfolding, and chapters yet to be written. Anything could happen. But can their friendship survive the tests ahead? He seems innocent... but is he hiding something beneath his calm exterior? Is his care and kindness real, or just a mask? Will she uncover the truth in time? And if she does... will she be able to forgive him when his true colours are revealed?

Some nights don't belong to beginnings or endings. Just to quiet moments in between - where two strangers miss the same train and find something they weren't looking for. Yuna has always been a step outside of her own life, watching more than living. Jungkook carries silence like it's something familiar. On a rain-soaked platform at midnight, their paths cross. No plans. No expectations. Just a conversation that wasn't supposed to matter - and somehow does. Because some nights stay. Soft. Unfinished. Still with you.

In soccer, offside is a split-second mistake-a step too far, a glance in the wrong direction, wanting something that isn't yours to take. She was never in his formation. But someone is about to prove that the best plays happen when you break the rules.

This story is a collaboration between two authors - @Shrija_3107 & @Hushed_Zoona 🤍 All credit for the story, its ideas, and its creation belongs to both of them. Welcome, dear reader ✨ ─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ─── Sameer Rao spent his life studying the stars-learning how distant worlds move, collide, and sometimes collapse. But nothing in the universe prepared him for marriage. When fate binds him to Mahi Sen, the professor's daughter he once tutored, Sameer embraces the life he is given with quiet devotion. To him, she is not just his wife. She is everything. Yet Mahi's silence speaks louder than words, and the space between them grows colder with each passing day. After all... even in the vast universe, some distances are harder to cross than light-years.