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Teresia knows sleeping with the pastor's son is a terrible idea. After her mother marries an assistant pastor and moves them onto the grounds of The Well Fellowship, eighteen-year-old aspiring writer Teresia Eklund quickly learns never to give people a reason to talk. Then she meets Charles Connors. He's the head pastor's son, the mechanic next door, and everything Teresia should run away from. Their attraction is immediate. Their relationship is secret. But Charles comes with a history Teresia doesn't fully understand. Then she meets Jeannette Reyes. She becomes Teresia's new best friend. She's also Charles's ex-girlfriend, and whatever existed between them may not be as finished as Teresia would like to believe. Jeannette is also the mind behind The First Draft, a secret writing group that meets off campus and reads the kind of stories Teresia would never dare leave open on her desk at home. Teresia wants in. She wants to write something good enough to make them stop seeing her as the quiet church girl. The church wants Teresia pure. The writing group wants her honest. Charles wants her in secret. And Teresia wants too much of it all to walk away. ❤️ REVIEWS ❤️ Your story still pops into my head. I loved it. So different from everything I've read before - Eleanor of Corrupt Romantics

⌗ all you wanted was a pair of shoes off depop. instead, you end up in the middle of a mix-up that ties you to the uni's star vb middle blocker. someone you never expected to know, let alone get close to. ( suna rintarō ff | script fic ) © gyusighs 2025

At 14, Sierra Mason was certain about her future. At 24, she has no idea who she is. As she tries to figure out what to do and where to go, Sierra begins paying closer attention to the feelings she's been carrying with her. The ones she understands, the ones she doesn't, and the ones she would rather keep to herself. As she navigates her adulthood, Sierra begins to understand that finding herself may not be as simple as she once thought. Maybe, somewhere along the way, Sierra will find her spark again. And maybe she'll be able to look back at the girl she used to be and smile.

Elowen doesn't know when she stopped feeling things the way she used to. Maybe it was the loneliness. Maybe it was everything she never said. Or maybe she simply got tired of caring. But when her quiet, ordinary life begins to change, she finds herself facing the one thing she's been avoiding for years: herself.

The Boy Who Learned to Disappear Nobody noticed when he started disappearing. At first, it was small things, the messages he stopped answering, the places he stopped going, the conversations he learned to survive without being part of. He was still there. Still smiling. Still saying, "I'm fine." But somewhere between becoming the person everyone needed and losing the person he used to be, he discovered that disappearing could be easier than explaining. This is the story of a boy who learned to make himself smaller whenever life became too loud. A boy who carried things he couldn't name, swallowed words he couldn't say, and slowly convinced himself that being unseen was safer than being known. But you cannot disappear forever. And eventually, he has to face the one person he has spent years running from: himself. The Boy Who Learned to Disappear is a story about loneliness, silence, identity, and the quiet ways a person can fall apart while looking completely fine from the outside.

In a quiet town of Taiping, Rizal Salleh has always known the rhythm of his days. The scent of leather, the careful stitching of soles, the familiar faces that pass by his small workshop. But some paths are not meant to stay in one place. When an unexpected opportunity calls him beyond the town he has always known, Rizal finds himself stepping into a journey that will take him across unfamiliar roads, cultures, and people-each leaving behind something he cannot quite name, but cannot forget. Along the way, he begins to understand that some things are not simply made by hand... but shaped by stories, memories, and the quiet connections we carry with us. Langkah Warisan is a gentle journey of discovery, heritage, and the footsteps we leave behind. Malay words and phrases are woven throughout the story to preserve its cultural voice. The journey begins with a 3-chapter release followed by one chapter every Saturday, Monday and Thursday. And if you like to learn more behind the process of creating Langkah Warisan, feel free to follow instagram account @langkah.warisan

A mature man navigating loneliness, friendship, and the quiet absurdity of ordinary Sundays. Because adulthood turns out to be less dramatic than expected. Or does it?

This was never a simple love story. #1 desidrama. 7.5.2026 #1 reallifelove. 21.2.2026 #1 complexlove. 21.2.2026 #6 rollercoaster. 21.2.2026 #6 twistandturns. 21.2.2026 #5 desilove. 21.2.2026 #10 emotion. 21.2.2026 *** Aanya froze, the tone of his voice settling heavily around her. Raw. Irritated. Frustrated. Carrying the kind of anger that wasn't directed outward, but inward... at himself. She turned toward the voice. And saw him. A tall man in a white kurta, sleeves rolled up, chest rising with agitation. His jaw clenched so tight she could practically hear the restraint. His gaze swept the crowd like a storm searching for land. Aanya Malik didn't believe in destiny. But she believed in patterns. And Veer Singh Rathore was definitely a pattern she wouldn't forget

flash fiction - standalone stories, all original fiction, mixed mood (mostly sad though)

To be disillusioned is to feel disappointed, let down, or disenchanted after discovering that a person, ideal, or situation is not as good, true, or flawless as you once believed. Cortessa Diaz and Legend Noir experience disillusionment firsthand as their first loves show their true colors. Now, they've built walls they allow no one to break through, until they meet each other. Will they learn how to love again? Or will that feeling of being disillusioned haunt them forever? Also based on the song "Disillusioned" by Daniel Caesar.

🏆x6 Awards! 🥇 First Place for most tragic character: Liliah, in the Pumpkin Picnic Awards. ✨️Second Place for Best Cover in the Cassiopeia Mini Awards. Proud to say What Was Held made the short list in The Original Muse Awards! I'm Liliah. Sixteen, almost seventeen. I hate being me. Why? Ten reasons: 1. I'm stuck in Muxleigh - a suffocating seaside town. 2. My mum only cares when it affects her. 3. My step-dad runs our house on fear. 4. I'm failing the person I love most: my six-year-old sister, Forsythia. 5. I don't know who I am... or why I'm here. 6. I attacked the worst boy in town - now I'm hated, and he's still worshipped. 7. My vice? It's leaving scars. 8. My mental health? Apparently I belong in a psych ward, ask Oriella. 9. Bexmoore was meant to be a fresh start. It wasn't. 10. I had two chances at something real... and I ruined them both. I'm at breaking point. Hiding in the dirt, literally, I'm not joking. What I hate the most? How alone I feel. Maybe telling my story means someone else won't feel like this. Before it's too late.

CEMENT Ordinary material. Extraordinary problems. People get stuck. In habits. In relationships. In bad decisions. Sometimes quite literally in concrete. Cement is a collection of dry, absurd and comical short stories about ordinary people caught in situations that become increasingly difficult to explain. A funeral goes wrong. A convoy rolls out like the Wild West. A meeting without purpose. A receipt becomes a record of a life. And sometimes, the best thing to do with a perfectly good piece of concrete is absolutely nothing. Standalone stories. Unexpected situations. Very little sense of escape (unless you're a snail). Fantasy tales feature as well, and they too don't escape the lure of cement.

Sable Travingdale hates summer. And summer seems to hate her back. Between floods, grief, and ghosted friendships (literally and hypothetically), every summer feels like a rerun of something she didn't ask for. But this year, she's enrolled in summer classes at Bluegrass Valley Community College. Partially to avoid her house, mostly to prove to summer that she'll keep fighting it. There, she meets Nova: a plant-obsessed chaos engine with quirks for hobbies and a jungle for an apartment. Alongside Elowen: quiet, observant, possibly psychic; and Jesse Moore, the boy she remembers too well, who doesn't seem to remember her at all. But memory has sharp edges. And when Jesse starts showing up more often: annoying, chatty, and completely unaware, Sable is forced to confront what it means to be remembered wrong... or not at all, all while being pulled into a summer of playlists, plants, and emotional detours. Even then, summer keeps dragging her in. Hope you brought your boots, 'cause it's gonna be a messy summer!

How can Juneau Cortez not be romantic about baseball with someone as beautiful as Mykie Taylor on the field? ***** For Juneau Cortez and Mykie Taylor, Boston is the greatest city in the world. It's also where they're both stuck - Juneau in the shadow of her MLB player brother and Mykie as the Red Sox social media manager itching to get back on the field somehow. In this day and age, navigating adulthood and a career (or lack thereof) is more difficult than ever, and that's without the stress of adding romance into the mix. While Juneau wears her heart on her sleeve, Mykie's tossed hers into the dugout in favor of fulfilling her dreams. So what happens when they open themselves up to each other? Maybe everything they never knew they needed. That's romance, baby. ***** ☆ companion novel to SOMEWHERE ONLY WE KNOW by @thaliagrace- ☆

SULTANA 💜 Some scars are invisible, yet they shape an entire lifetime. Born into a home where she was never truly loved, Sultana grew up carrying the weight of rejection, betrayal, and heartbreaking secrets. Every trial she faced stole a piece of her innocence, leaving her convinced that love was never meant for someone like her. But instead of allowing her pain to define her, Sultana fought for a better future. Through determination and faith, she became a respected lecturer and a successful partner in a real estate business, building a life no one believed she could achieve. At thirty-five, she has closed the door to marriage forever. Then fate reunites her with Salim, a twenty-seven-year-old Army officer who has quietly loved her since his teenage years. While Sultana sees only the years between them and the wounds she still carries, Salim sees the woman he has never stopped believing in. Can patience, faith, and genuine love heal a heart that has forgotten how to trust? SULTANA 💜 is an emotional journey of survival, healing, forgiveness, and the courage to love again.

Hi :) This isn't a fairytale. It's basically my diary. Everything here is inspired by things that actually happened to me. Some details are changed, but this is how I remember feeling. I'm not a professional author, so bear with me. 😭 If you decide to stay till the last chapter, thank you. 🫂

Just one more game. Just one more day. Just this one last time. Ammy really does want to start working out again. She means it. But between college, late-night gaming sessions with her friends, and the countless little choices of everyday life, one postponed workout slowly turns into a habit. Together with her best friend Tara, she navigates classes, family life, and countless hours in front of her computer-never realizing how, little by little, her everyday routine is beginning to change. Little Changes is a cozy slice-of-life story about friendship, family, and the small decisions that often shape our lives far more than we realize.

Bra in the Balcony Yes, my bra is in the balcony. So what? I'm 17, and my balcony has seen me more than anyone else has. It has seen me in my pyjamas, with oily hair, with a pimple I keep touching, with tears I don't tell my mother about. I sit there every night with cold chai and warm overthinking. My bra hangs on the chair next to me - faded, loose, like me on some days. I'm not trying to be bold. I'm just tired of hiding things that are so normal. And it's my simple way of telling that I grew up. My awkward silences, my body that I am still getting used to, my stretch marks, my fear about the future, my friends who are slowly leaving, my habit of checking my phone again and again even when no one has texted. This book is not about becoming confident. It's about being 17 and still feeling everything too much. I tell everything here. The way it is. The way I am. And one day when I will be 25, maybe with a job, maybe with a different life, I will read this again and remember - this is how it felt to be 17. If you have ever felt too much and too little at the same time - this balcony is yours too.

They speak to us, the shadows, with fire on their tongues. Mara Ellington is a new detective and is assigned to go to a town called Breezy Hollow in Arizona to investigate mysterious shadows that recently came about. Mara's partner, Calder Riven, is a quiet yet dangerous man who's experienced in investigative works. However, after a mishap in a coffee shop, things between him and Mara get heated, literally. Will Mara and Calder figure out how to get along and solve the mysteries of Breezy Hollow, and maybe discover new things between the two that have never been thought of before? TW: Mentions of blood, gore, and some abuse. Thanks to @KylaMorrisMeow for inspo and editing! Don't forget to vote and comment!!

She never believed in love at first sight. She believed in friendship. In late-night conversations. In coding questions asked just to keep talking. In birthdays remembered. In ordinary moments that quietly become extraordinary. After years of silence, the boy she'd loved finally confessed his feelings. It should have been the beginning of their story. Instead, it became the day everything started falling apart. Right Person, Wrong Time is a story about timing, hope, misunderstandings, and the kind of love that refuses to disappear even when every reason tells it to. For anyone who's ever wondered whether love alone is enough... This story is for you.