Sadlife Stories

Dear Husband, I wish you all the best. I am letting you go. No more secret glances. No more secret calls. No more secret box. No more longing looks and quiet sighs. I don't want to hear you mumble her name in our bed at three in the morning with your bourbon breath anyway. Go ahead. Love the love of your life freely. Fly to her. Set me free. Just your wife for now, Soon to be your ex-wife, Never been your love, Matilda Whitmore.

✨✨✨Royal series 4✨✨✨ "We cannot fight our destiny" Shivansh Singh Chauhan, a workaholic, whose work is his life. The Great Prince of Rajasthan has always been the calmest child of his family, he is someone who solves everyone's problems and hides his. His didn't have great luck with love, but, with his arrange marriage, he is ready to change that. He has promised only utter devotion to his wife. Aarohi Sahni, an orphan who has a family but she only desires a family. Life hasn't been easy with her, but she is fighter, never giving up, standing strong and facing every challenge. Her marriage came as a surprise for her, that to the Great Prince. On the day of her wedding, her vows to do anything for her husband and family's happiness. Tropes: Divorce of convenience Arranged marriage Forced Proximity Trauma Healing Second Chance

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.

Oi, cnts... Yeah. I knew that would get your attention. Relax. If you're looking for hope, you're in the wrong place. I don't even know why you clicked on this. I didn't invite you. But here you are. So congrats-you're stuck. I'm Isaiah. I overthink everything, I joke through stuff I probably shouldn't, and yeah... girls wanna fuck me, boys wanna be me. By the end, you'll probably want a piece of me too. Maybe. Or hate me. Depends on how lucky you feel. This isn't about fixing shit. It's about surviving it. Friends fuck up, I clean it up, and we all pretend we're fine because actually dealing with life? Nah. Parties turn into problems. Problems turn into secrets. Secrets turn into things you only say when it's already too late. Read it. Don't read it. I don't care. I'm not your dad .Just don't act surprised when it hits a little too close.

ره وشا دنافبه را دوو بنه مالان دا شه رو ئالوزى ييه و ريدان پچ پچه دى به دل بن

This story is completely based on my own ideas, imagination, and interpretation of the characters. Yes, this is a fanfiction, but the storyline, plot, scenes, concepts, twists, and original ideas written in this book are my own creation. It starts one day before Keifer was going to reveal his plan about betraying jay. But what if Jay is acting like she used him? Or what if she actually was ? Please do not copy, rewrite, repost, translate, adapt, or use my ideas or scenes in your own work without my permission. Taking inspiration is one thing. Copying someone else's work and presenting it as your own is another. So please respect the time, effort, and imagination that goes into creating this story. ❤️ Read, enjoy, theorize, scream, cry-but please don't copy. Thank you for respecting my work. 🫶🏻

In which SoYeon get's to arranged marriage with the most famous idol named Oh Sehun.. But will Sehun love her back like the way how Soyeon love him?.. While Soyeon knew Sehun is a terrible monster who doesn't have a soft heart..

A girl, named Zoey has to fight with her mental health while going to school normally everyday and always smiling, but everything changes, when the night falls and she is all alone in her room, and only long silent sobs are heard. 𓂃˖˳·˖ ִֶָ ⋆🖤⋆ ִֶָ˖·˳˖𓂃 ִֶָ𓂃˖˳·˖ ִֶָ ⋆🔪⋆ ִֶָ˖·˳˖𓂃 ִֶָ #1 realstory

All sad stories are copied

Is love was real for Arzhel? Is it working for him? Will he get to go on a date one day?.

For all the souls who have hearts with abnormally high walls surrounding it, for all the people who didn't feel like they belonged anywhere, or didn't believe that anyone really loved them. This is for you.

a boy named Rize Ishikawa, his journey of taking care of his little sister who he used to despise, the end of the day he was the one who's there for her because she has no one left but him and it became a great privilege to him to take care of his little sister until the BVC Organization took advantage of it and he became their assassin in order to keep his little sister safe and have a good healthy life

"I am a creation of god, yet people treat me unlikely" A collection of poems about a young girl narrating her saddest experiences. [UNDER EDITING] I'll add more stanzas and make a slight change on every line ENJOY :D

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This is a collection of poetry which tells about my feelings towards anything. I know this ain't much and not like what other people expected but this collection tells my story. Languages used: Filipino (Tagalog) and English.

My name is Lavender and I'm in love with my best friend. Her name is Annabeth and we've been friends since middle school. In my dreams I'm happy with her, always laying in a flowery meadow, tucking her hair behind her ear and laughing in the crook of her neck. But then I wake up and remember that she's not mine. Sometimes I feel like she's leading me on, like when she whispers in my ear that she loves me and tells me that we will be together forever. I don't know what to think. －－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－ Not so cheery, but a splash of reality. This is a story about a girl who has a best friend that she loves more than a friend should. This is the troubles and sadness that comes along with being different. No mature parts yet.

There is always something behind that smile.......

In a world lingering with gifted and talented people, our protagonist was never from this world, nor did he have any 'gifts'. In his journey, he will meet new people and get along with them, but little did he know that to be princes from different kingdoms were obsessed with him. Why? It gets just worse.

All the feelings of the night, flowing from word to word like a sad song. And i dance to that song on the edge of living, wondering which move will push me over and free me of my pain.

What if Percy sacrificed himself at the Doors of Death instead of Bob.