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Luna has learned to stand alone - emotionally independent, untouchable, and happy on her own. The crowd is noise she moves through effortlessly, savoring life in small joys, unbothered by anyone's expectations. Aaron lives by rules and validation, carefully measured and disciplined. The crowd feels heavy, full of expectations he secretly resents, yet he can't escape it... until he sees her. A fair. A fleeting glance. A spark. Amidst laughter, lights, and the chaos of strangers, two very different lives brush against each other. She is freedom. He is control. And somehow, the crowd that should separate them... brings them together. Slow-burn, emotional, realistic romance. Follow their journey as curiosity turns into friendship, and friendship into something deeper - one quiet spark at a time.

Some people don't disappear. They just go quiet- waiting for the right moment to return. Back then, it was late-night messages and shared silences. Two almost-strangers behind screens, finding comfort in words they didn't know would stay with them. No promises. No labels. Just something that felt too real to name. So they let go. Before it could hurt more. Or maybe... before it could become us. Years passed. New cities. New lives. The kind of forgetting that isn't really forgetting- just memories folded carefully, left untouched. Until one ordinary evening changed everything. A crowded street. A careless step. And suddenly, the past wasn't behind them anymore. Not a memory. Not a message. But a heartbeat- standing right in front of her. Some stories don't restart. They don't repeat. They just ask one quiet question: What if we were us again?

HEARTS OF HORIZON Some people meet to love. Some meet to heal. And some meet only to hurt each other... without meaning to. The night air felt heavier than usual. Ira's tears fell silently, one after another, as if she was tired of holding them in. She wiped them away quickly - but they kept coming. Aarav stood in front of her, fists clenched at his sides, jaw tight, fighting the urge to step closer. "You don't let anyone close," Ira said, her voice trembling despite her attempt to stay steady. Aarav's eyes flickered - just for a second - before his expression hardened again. "People leave anyway," he replied calmly. That was the problem.He said it like a fact.She heard it like a warning. Ira has always been the one who adjusts.The one who understands. The one who swallows her feelings so others don't have to.Aarav has always been the one who endures in silence.Who builds walls so high that even he can't see over them anymore.They don't fall in love loudly. They fall in pauses.In stolen glances. In moments where neither of them knows how to say what they really feel.But love built on unspoken fears is fragile.And sometimes, two broken people don't heal each other.They prove each other right.It's about pride that hides vulnerability.About silence that grows louder than words. About love that feels safe - until it doesn't. Some hearts don't shatter. They slowly learn not to hope. This is not a story of a perfect hero or a submissive heroine. This is the story of two normal people, broken in different ways, who loved imperfectly-and paid the price. 💔 Emotional 🔥 Slow-burn 🌙 Realistic 🕊️ A soft revenge that will leave you questioning everything Will love get a second chance... or was the damage too deep to undo? ---

"Some love stories aren't meant to last forever. They're meant to change you forever." She was loud. Chaotic Endearingly clumsy. A girl who laughed too hard, loved herself unapologetically, and lived life on her own terms. Society's rules never scared her. Toxic relatives never defined her. She believed freedom was her birthright-and happiness, her choice . She was her family's heartbeat. Their bundle of joy. The kindest soul in the room. A girl who rarely cried, because the world had always been gentle to her. Every wish of hers was fulfilled before she even learned how to ask. And then there was him. Cold. Calm. Unshakably composed. A man whose dreams came before everything else. A man who never begged, never bent, never failed. His words were promises, and his silence carried more weight than most people's speeches. The most responsible one in the room. Mature beyond his years. Dangerously calm. Two completely different worlds. Two souls who were never supposed to meet. Yet fate-cruel or kind-brought them together. In one moment, they were laughing like tomorrow didn't matter. In the next, they were saying goodbye like forever was already over. This is not just a love story. It's a story of love, passion, respect, timing, and loss. A story that proves not every beautiful beginning is rewarded with a happy ending. 💖 Dive into a tale where memories last longer than people...

🌸..They say every soul is tied to another by an invisible thread. But Aira never believed in that. She believed in handling things alone. In drawing her feelings instead of speaking them. In walking away before she's asked to stay. Until a quiet thread begins to tug at her life - soft, steady, and unexpected. Aarav Malhotra. CEO. Composed. Unbothered by the noise of the world. The kind of man who notices the silence others ignore. She's drowning in a project no one understands. He's watching from across a company she doesn't belong to. No promises. No drama. Just... something unspoken. A connection that doesn't scream, but stays. Maybe soulmates don't always arrive with fireworks. Sometimes, they show up quietly - Like a thread you didn't know was wrapped around your heart... until it pulled you home. ---

Set against the vibrant yet lonely backdrop of contemporary Mumbai and Nashik's vineyards, "Aarav " traces the journey of a man who has everything except meaning. Born into privilege but haunted by emptiness, Aarav drifts through luxury and restlessness until an encounter with the gentle, introspective Tara Kapoor changes the rhythm of his life. Her love, sincere and unguarded, meets his detachment - setting off a chain of choices that lead to tragedy, guilt, and eventual understanding. Years later, their paths cross again in Delhi, where time has turned love into memory and regret into wisdom. A poignant meditation on modern alienation, moral awakening, and the permanence of impermanent love, this story captures the quiet ache of souls searching for truth in a world obsessed with glitter.

Just read it. It's fun and it's based losely on my life. Which trust me is fun and very interesting.

This is my first story. I apologize ahead of time for any mistakes or error of any kind.

"Some loves don't end - they just wait for the right move." When David Langston walked back into the city he once called home, he wasn't looking for the past. But fate had other plans - and her name was Cassandra Rowe. Years apart hadn't dulled the memory of her laughter, or the way every conversation once felt like a game neither of them wanted to win. When a forgotten scarf, a storm, and a chance meeting bring them together again, old feelings return - this time steadier, wiser, and real. Through quiet coffees, rain-soaked goodbyes, and second chances written in timing and trust, Checkmate of a Lifetime tells the story of two souls learning that love isn't about the perfect move - it's about finding someone worth playing the game with. He waited. She returned. Destiny whispered: checkmate. Because sometimes, the heart's greatest victory isn't in winning... It's in finding someone who moves beside you, one steady square at a time.

He never believed in love. Now, it's the only thing that might save him. Aditya never planned on marriage. He didn't believe in the fairytales, the vows, or the promises. But when family pressure corners him, he agrees-to marry someone he once knew, Sophia, a quiet echo from his college days. Thrown into a marriage he never wanted, in a house filled with voices louder than his own-his protective sister Tsukiyo, the fiery twins Anya and Ruki, his silent yet watchful cousin Rian, and a mother who only wants what's "best"-Adi's life becomes a storm he can't control. As old wounds resurface and emotions he buried long ago begin to stir, Adi finds himself torn between duty and desire, between his past and a future he never dared to imagine. What happens when a man who built walls around his heart is forced to live with someone who might break them?

She had plans. He had privilege. What they didn't plan on-was each other.

Ann and Edward find themselves sharing an apartment at a time when both are searching for healing. What begins as quiet companionship slowly shifts into something deeper-marked by awkward mornings, lingering glances, and the warmth of unspoken feelings. Between the comfort of shared meals, the thrill of stolen office kisses, and the challenge of balancing love with their careers, they discover that home isn't just a place-it's the person who makes you feel safe enough to breathe again.

This story follows the evolving relationship between the narrator and Emily, beginning from a chance encounter in high school to a mature, steady love that grows through the challenges of adulthood. In the first chapter, the narrator is introduced to Emily, initially captivated by her presence, though not in an overly dramatic way. As the story progresses, they develop a friendship that blossoms into something more, with their bond deepening over time. In Chapter 13, we see them years later, having navigated through the ups and downs of life-such as Emily's struggles with moving back to her small town and both of them finding their paths in life. They decide to live together in a small apartment they build into a home, signifying a new, mature phase in their relationship. Despite the challenges, both of them grow as individuals and as a couple, supporting each other's dreams and ambitions. The story emphasizes themes of growth, love, and resilience. The narrator reflects on their journey with Emily, appreciating the quiet, steady nature of their love rather than an idealized romance. It's about choosing each other despite obstacles, building a life together, and finding contentment in the present moment. The "beautiful ending" is not about a grand finale, but about finding peace and fulfillment in the everyday moments shared between the couple, facing whatever comes next as long as they're together.

How many times can a heart fall in love before it forgets how to choose? Aira Solene Reyes is 23, heart-scarred, and still trying to figure out who she is beyond her art and her loneliness. She never meant to fall in love with ten different men-but life doesn't come with a warning label, especially when love shows up in the most unexpected places. Each man is a world of his own: A healer. A storm. A silent genius. A poet in pain. Aira didn't ask for ten different kinds of love. But they found her anyway. Some made her feel safe. Some made her burn. And some... made her question everything she thought she wanted. Told from Aira's perspective and from the men who love her in ways only they can, Ten Ways to Love Me is a slow-burn, soul-searching story about timing, heartbreak, desire, and the messy beauty of loving and being loved in return. One girl. Ten hearts. But only one ending. Or none at all.

STILL , I WAIT Genre: Pure Romance | Slow Burn | Emotional Intimacy | Realistic Love In a quiet café drenched in monsoon rains, two strangers meet without meaning to - Meher, a soft-spoken photographer who captures emotions she doesn't understand, and Aarav, a reclusive writer who pens words he never plans to share. Neither is looking for love. Neither even speaks much. But the same table by the window becomes their unspoken promise - a place where silence says more than conversation ever could. They don't exchange numbers. Don't follow each other online. Just Saturdays, and just the café. What begins as a quiet routine slowly deepens into a connection that doesn't ask for explanations. With every rain-soaked meeting, every near-touch, every poem and photograph exchanged, they begin to heal from their invisible scars. But when one Saturday is missed, and a letter takes his place, Meher must face what Aarav has truly come to mean. STILL , I WAIT is a tender, slow-burning romance about love that unfolds not in declarations, but in the spaces between words - a love that never rushes, never shouts, but always returns.

Tara didn't go looking for love. In fact, she booked a solo trip to Kasol to get far, far away from it. But when a midnight bus ride lands her next to a stranger with sharp eyes and soft curls, things don't exactly go as planned. What starts off as irritation slowly turns into late-night conversations, shared meals, awkward silences that mean something, and a connection neither of them saw coming. Set between winding mountain roads, cold rivers, hostel bunk beds, and city rooftops-this is a story about timing, distance, fear, and finally choosing what feels right... even when it's messy. Because sometimes, the most unexpected journeys lead you home.

iron, such a unpleasant taste to have to endure. It seems I can never catch a break, but I can't bring myself to leave... This is what's best for me. I finally realize how I can keep what joys I have! I just do what he wants and I don't have to worry! .... .. .. such silly thoughts. to believe that was my mindset.. it fills my body with shame. _____. __________________ THIS STORY IS GRAPHIC AND COULD BE TRIGGERING, PLEASE DO NOT READ IF YOU DO NOT DO WELL WITH SUCH THINGS.I WILL PLACE WARNINGS OF CONTENTS OF EACH CHAPTER PLEASE PAY ATTENTION TO THEM!! !!TY TO MY HELPER RANDOMNEKO FOR HELPING WITH MY GRAMMER !! heyo! this is a rewrite of my story sweet sweet silence. I have editing I would like to do to this plot so please work with me. that being said I am not a good writer when it comes to Grammer and such. there's your warning- And disclaimer, I do not own any characters from or in creepypasta or marble hornets like other fanfictions they belong to their respected creators I am simply using the fan image but in my own way

He gave her roses that wilted by morning. The other boy - the one who never said a word - simply held the door open. Ira waited six years for love. What she found instead was betrayal, silence, and a hand that never tried to hold her... but never let her fall. A slow-burn story of broken truths, quiet glances, and what it means to be truly seen.

(ONE SHOT STORY) We didn't end because we stopped loving each other. We ended because love alone wasn't enough. Some loves don't end with shouting. They end quietly. They fade through silence, hidden tears, and truths that arrive too late. They grew up together. Fell in love naturally. Broke each other slowly. He made a mistake. She stayed-but only long enough to learn how to leave. This is a story about betrayal, forgiveness, and the kind of healing that feels more like breaking. About loving someone so deeply that even when they hurt you, you still try. And about realizing that sometimes, letting go is the bravest thing you'll ever do. Some wounds never really heal. Written by SereniYra