Restraining Stories

Lavender is a meditation on emotional timing and incomplete arrivals. It explores how two people can be present, attentive, and sincere yet never meet each other at the same emotional moment. The novel examines being noticed versus being understood, planning versus acting, and how certain relationships exist not to be fulfilled, but to permanently alter the way we feel and move through the world.

Maxine is an unusual almost-eighteen-year-old teenager. In a few days she will finish 11th grade and begin summer break, the season she passionately despises. Although she has many interests and hobbies, boys have never fit into any of those categories. She prefers studying, reading or hanging out with her best friend instead. If she could, she would live alone somewhere in the mountains, anywhere really, as long as she wouldn't have to socialize as much as society expects a teenage girl to. Will this be the summer that changes her forever? Or will our heroine stand her ground against change? I suppose we'll find out together. Author's note: My books never begin with spice or drama in the first chapter. Not because I dislike the idea. Sometimes I enjoy reading those kinds of stories, where attraction is magnetic and consuming, and sex is portrayed as something accessible and definite. I want you to know that everything I write is pure fiction, perhaps with small details gathered from the stories of people who have passed through my life. Although I will remain anonymous, I will tell you something personal. In my everyday life, I have always let things form organically. I surrender to the currents of the "River" which is, in fact, life. Maybe I am selfish for applying this principle to my work as well, for "subjecting" my characters to a kind of restraint, often making them simmer with desire. But from experience, I stand by this idea: the most beautiful stories are born in their own time. I hope you enjoy my fiction as much as I enjoy writing it. ❤️

𝖍𝖊 𝖌𝖆𝖛𝖊 𝖍𝖊𝖗 𝖆 𝖓𝖆𝖒𝖊. 𝖘𝖍𝖊 𝖇𝖊𝖈𝖆𝖒𝖊 𝖘𝖔𝖒𝖊𝖙𝖍𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖚𝖓𝖙𝖔𝖚𝖈𝖍𝖆𝖇𝖑𝖊. BOOK TWO | Resonant Series ♱────────────♱────────────♱ Elena now has a better grasp of her ability. But a darkness inside her lies dormant until now. Her ability begins to grow. And so does the danger. ♱────────────♱────────────♱ Elena Night has become more than the shell of the girl she was when she arrived at Nevermore's gates. But beneath her growing control, something darker stirs-something she isn't ready to face. Her Resonance starts to push both her and Isaac over the edge. Curiosity and passion turns into a double-edged blade. Obsession and possession comes at a cost. Something unknown awaits in the shadows, lurking, watching, waiting to strike. Elena must learn what she can control... and what will control her. Isaac Night unlocked her potential. But some forces were never meant to be tamed.

Natuto siyang mabuhay nang tahimik- by loving carefully, by not naming things too soon, by leaving before anything could hurt too deeply. Druid arrives at a new job carrying more than ambition. May dala siyang nakaraan, isang pagmamahal na nawala the moment na pinili niyang malaman ang katotohanan. Kaya nang mapansin siya ni Sam-gently, without demand-something unsettled within her. Hindi lang attraction, she felt the the fear to be seen, ang takot na maging vulnerable ulit. What they have is not a loud romance, but more often than not, silence can be so loud. Theirs lives in pauses held too long, in glances that linger, in questions almost asked and answers never given. Sam offers presence. Druid offers distance. Between them, understanding grows-quiet, careful, and tense. As family expectations tighten and old wounds surface, Druid must confront the cost of safety-of choosing silence over connection, restraint over risk. Because some loves don't end in betrayal. Some end because no one was brave enough to reach. Will Druid have courage enough to face and confront her past to make space to her present? This is a story about quiet longing, about the things we protect ourselves from, and about how sometimes the most devastating loss isn't what was taken-but what was never claimed.

She was an experiment and a prized fighter, tested on daily and never given freedom of her restraints. To them she was nothing, nothing but a lab rat to find what could kill and strengthen her species. As she breaks free of her restraints and is released into a world she hasn't seen in over a decade, complications are bound to happen. Especially with an Alpha mate. Started May 26th, 2021 Completed: *Ongoing* #31 in Lab

My entire life I have been locked away, and all of a sudden I am handed over to a stranger for marriage. I was almost sold. My mom left me a long time ago. But now suddenly two years later my hand is asked for marriage by Adrian Kozlov A ruthless criminal. Will our marriage be consummated by love or by blood? Will I ever be loved?

The story of Phoenix Ghost Siren Demon and Dante 'She smiled, but it was empty. 'Brainwashed to believe. No better than your last kill. I don't see that as peaceful kid'. With that, she leant back to the back of the van, relaxing as if she had met the terms of her fate. She had given her final words. Now she had to wait for the end.'

Elara Finch built her workshop in the narrow space between a tanner's shed and an old apothecary because no one else would make room for her. When her automaton awakens inside that workshop, the change doesn't come with sparks or spectacle, but with silence that no longer presses so hard, tools that seem to listen, and devices that respond to restraint instead of force. As Elara studies the residual effects left in the wake of her creation, she uncovers patterns that reveal this discovery is not new. Despite marks erased and records destroyed, someone reached this threshold before her, and chose to stop. Residuals of Wonder is a quiet, character-driven fantasy about unintended discovery, careful craftsmanship, and the unsettling realization that some inventions are not meant to be claimed.

They weren't supposed to touch. They weren't even supposed to look. Clara Moretti is building her surgical career under a name that already casts a long shadow. Damiano David is a trauma attending who learned early what it costs to survive pressure - and who taught Clara everything except how to stay away from him. This is not a love story about freedom. It's a story about restraint cracking, about desire curdling under pressure, about what happens when wanting someone doesn't make you brave - it just makes you exposed. Some lines don't explode when you cross them. They tighten. Slowly. Until there's no way back.

You are an outsider to this reality. Carrying a golden light that only resonates to you. Unlike any power known before, it does not conquer-it resonates, quietly altering the Planet, the city and the choices of those stand near it. In this altered reality, only one being understands what you truly are-Sephiroth, existing between death, memory, and the Lifestream. You do not fight him. Not to fix him. You stay. The Golden Girl is a slow-burn Final Fantasy VII alternate universe that focuses on atmosphere, emotional restraint, and the cost of staying in a world that was never meant to keep you. This story is not combat-driven and does not follow the main game's progression. It explores Sephiroth through stillness rather than conflict, and love through silence rather than possession. If you are seeking action or adventure, this may not be the story you're looking for. If you are drawn to something that lingers, introspection, and quiet tragedy, then this might for you.

In fall 1992, twenty four year old Iolanthe Quintana West and her fifty two year old mother Liberty, both of who own the weaponry store they live within on the outskirts of Jasper, Nevada, hear a crash outside and come out to find a newborn female robot in a escape pod. Naming her Alitalia November West, they take in the newborn female robot after she takes on the appearance of a human. Eighteen years later, they finally tell her the truth. Stunned by the fact she is a robot in origin, Alitalia, now a slim bodied beauty, goes off to find more of her kind and later joins the young and skilled Auto Bot soldier Cliff Jumper in a battle against some Con soldiers at a energy mine in the countryside with the metallic spear and bow her mother and grandmother gave to her, saving his life in the process.

The author of this book, Stephanie Dalton explains her tragic past of therapy due to a restraining order placed because of stalking the wrong guy resulting in the loss of her sunday lunch in london.

Fate . Do I believe in it? Probably not . But I want to . 6 years have passed , yet when i see that face again ....i want to believe in fate and destiny and everything else . After all this while that one face takes away all the restraint that i built ..or rather ..wanted to build .

"I love you!" He screamed and a sob escaped her lips. "I love you Rosie...from that day-" he took a step and ran his hands through his hair. "From that day I fired you Rosie. You were so clumsy-" he sniffed and chuckled. "You were so anxious and I had to fire you but that same day; that I saw you in the bar drunk; that I kissed you" he exhaled and laughed. "I fell in love with you" he confessed and she blinked back her tears. "Then why have you been cold to me Xander? Why have you been pushing me away? You were so warm to me, then it all changed when your brother came to you. Why!" "Because Rosie-" he licked his lips and tugged on his hair. "You're too innocent to get involved in the life I'm in." ---- Alexander Macaulay, the CEO of spelldrink Mac's was in love with his secretary from the day he saw her intoxicated self. He craved her presence but kept it to himself until he had the situation around him sorted out. Rosalie Jones promised to stay as long as he showed her he needed her. She could feel his love even if he never said it out loud. She was willing to keep the fire of their love burning unless he quelled it. Will their love overshadow their indifferences? Will their love be blissful despite the antagonists around them?

While making her way back from a mid afternoon walk in the part of Yokohama she has lived in since her parents abandoned her when she was a toddler, young woman Arise Nakajima, who is twenty four, is grabbed from behind by the young and powerful criminal Osamu Dazai, a twenty eight year old who is the current boss of the powerful criminal organization he's been a part of for almost a decade and has been attracted to her since becoming the powerful criminal organization's boss four years earlier. Afraid of him, she pulls her arm free from his grip and runs the rest of the way back to the abandoned building she has long called home. Shortly afterwards, he finds her in a cupboard in her house's kitchen and pulls her out of it. Afterwards brought over to the kitchen's entrance, she is knocked out and kidnapped by him. Seconds after waking up after two hours, Arise learns not only does Osamu truly love her, he also intends to marry her.

Amal and Ayaan, cousins born into a close-knit Indian Muslim family, grew up side by side - sharing childhood games, Eid dinners, and long silences heavy with unsaid words. Amal is a soft-spoken preschool teacher with a sharp mind and a heart that quietly aches. Ayaan is introverted, dutiful, and deeply respectful - a man of few words, unless he's with family... or her. Neither of them expected the sudden proposal. Neither of them protested it. As their nikah is arranged with barely a month's notice, the two are thrust into a marriage that everyone else sees as practical - a safe choice, a natural next step. But behind their composed smiles are years of longing, heartbreak, and questions they're too shy to ask aloud. What happens when two people who've always loved each other - in silence - are finally bound in a relationship meant for love, but built on family expectations? And will they ever find the courage to speak the truth that's lived between them for so long?

Born to want and burdened by duty, a young woman labours to keep her motherless household whole, surrendering youth for bread and schooling for her younger kin. When chance draws her into the orbit of the gentry during a season of sport, her wit and quiet strength are observed by one gentleman alone. What follows is a slow unravelling of rank, sacrifice, restraint, and longing-where affection dares not speak, and love must learn courage before it may endure.

When Sylva stumbles into a sacred forest clearing on the night of an ancient pack rite, her suppressed plant magic awakens with violent clarity. As the land itself intervenes, those present are forced to choose restraint over instinct and witnessing over control. Unclaimed is a standalone mythic vignette about power that cannot be owned, and the quiet strength of being left untouched.