Situationship storie

We talked. We laughed. We argued. And somewhere in between, I felt like this could be more... but maybe it was never meant to be.

Sahil Agnihotri. A college super star heartthrob. He is passionate about music and bikes. Extremely privileged, handsome and broody. Siya Joshi. She is the college topper, a huge nerd, soft and kind. She is hardworking and from a poor household trying to make it out. *************************** There she stood at the archway, wearing my powder blue shirt-half buttoned, barely hanging on her shoulder, sleeves swallowing her hands. My sunglasses, too big for her face, slipping slightly down her nose. And my guitar, slung across her like she was about to perform an arena show. I blinked. "What..." She strutted in like she owned the place. She pulled off her sunglasses in slow motion, her voice husky and dramatic. "You see, I woke up... and I was him. Sahil freakin' Agnihotri. Guitar-wielding prodigy. Man of mystery. Hair gel connoisseur." I choked on a grape. "Siya." She was swaying like a drunken rockstar, fake-belting notes that didn't exist in any scale, throwing her head back so hard my sunglasses flew off her face and clattered to the ground. I had tears in my eyes from holding in the laughter. I just couldn't take it anymore. She was still hopping around the furniture like an unhinged squirrel, doing a full-blown mockery of my performance from last gig-microphone hand gestures, dramatic hair flips, even the fake broody guitar solo that had the crowd roaring. I chased her across the room, dodging a throw pillow she hurled at me, until I finally caught her mid-bounce and tackled her onto the armchair in a heap of limbs and laughter. She was breathless, still fully in character. "Hey," she panted, her voice deepening into a mock baritone. "Do you want to ride on my big bike? I'll teach you cricket... maybe show you my tattoo..."

The students are in their third and final years of UA High School. Neito Monoma's finally changed, but he has to convince everyone else that he has... maybe even himself, too. There's so much to Monoma that no one sees. Secrets are revealed, masks are shattered, but maybe there might just be some light in this dark situation. Will Monoma let Shinso love him, or is he too scared his deadly secrets will get in the way?

a boy who is a newbie in the school , introvert a girl who falls in love with him being an extrovert let's see how this story will end "I wish I never saw you" -y/n

Centhrine Del Rial and Deloriel Lacaran had something real but never something official. For five months, they stayed in a situationship. No label. No promises. No clarity. Just feelings they were both too scared to acknowledge. He thought she was cold but she was just carrying problems she never told him about. In the end, it only took one message and one smiling emoji to end everything. Because the hardest part of a situationship is this, when it breaks, you have no right to ask why. Sometimes, love fails not because it isn't real... but because it came at the wrong time.

"So.... What are we?" Childhood crush | FANFIC EN ESPAÑOL!!!

In the world of elite volleyball, the leap from youth prodigy to professional icon is a gauntlet of fire. Augustin Tuazon, the pride of Filipino volleyball, has finally arrived on the world stage. After a transcendent U19 run that defied the odds, he has signed with the legendary powerhouse in Perugia. But the transition isn't just about adjusting to a new country it's about chasing the shadow of the man who stands in his way. That man is Maximo Russo. Fresh off a U19 World Championship gold and decorated with both Best Opposite and MVP honors, Russo is the "Golden Boy" of Italian volleyball. Now leading a top-tier Milan squad, Russo represents the pinnacle of the sport. As the season unfolds, their paths are on a collision course that will determine if Augustin is a temporary phenomenon or a permanent force. New Chapters Every Saturday and Sundays! PS. There are Tagalog/Italian words here

❝ you can't mess up what is 𝗺𝗲𝗮𝗻𝘁 𝘁𝗼 𝗯𝗲. ❞ when her star meets the other endpoint, she traces the hidden line of its segment. it was his star that remains from the distance, yet was meant to realign with hers - sooner. but, at what cost? ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ [ ! ] - heavy angst ahead : you have been 𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗲𝗱. y. jungwon : slice of life novel ongoing | @chrstnx_x 2021 [resumed in 2026] 1 in #enhypenjungwon 1 in #penandpaper 1 in #2023 10 in #poet 14 in #kpopff

-GORGEOUS "Ocean blue eyes, lookin' in mine" conner bedard/oc 2025 © urfavgirlever

They say if you love someone, you fight for them. But what if the ones who should protect you are the ones standing in your way? Isha and Mizu felt something neither of them could name... A love that bloomed quietly, in stolen moments and soft glances. They laughed together, shared secrets, and built a world only they could see. But love alone wasn't enough. Her family's opposition was a wall they couldn't climb, a force that left them powerless to claim even the smallest piece of each other. In a world where they couldn't fight for themselves, they learned that love isn't always about victory it's about the moments that matter, the silent promises, and the hope that maybe, someday, destiny will find a way. "We never named it... but somehow, we always knew."

I wrote the Burmese version first, and at the same time, I would like to expand the readership. This way, I feel my story will reach a wider audience. With that purpose, I prepared an English version using ChatGPT's Translation as a base and amended it to align with my original story's accent. I hope you enjoy it. Thank you so much. ❤️🙏

A serialized autofiction of attraction and self-discovery. What begins as chemistry turns into exposing patterns, wounds and the cost of staying unchosen.

Two rival mafia empires. Two heirs raised to hate each other. One decision that changes everything. Sky and Nani were born to compete, not to love. Compared since childhood, trained to lead, taught to destroy each other if needed. But when their families decide to unite power instead of war, Sky and Nani are forced into a marriage neither of them wants. Living under one roof, sleeping beside their enemy, hiding pride behind cold stares hate slowly turns into something far more dangerous. Because the hardest part isn't marrying your rival. It's falling for him. Once they were ready to kill each other .. Then they were ready to die for each other !!! The story is about SkyNani -enemies to lovers or more like enemies to marriage to friends to lovers ... And also GeminiFourth - Forbidden romance .. yearning for each other

BOTH SEASONS MENTIONED Nevermore Academy has always been a place of secrets, but none as quiet-or as dangerous-as the ones that bloom in the silence between two roommates. One thrives in sunlight, the other seeks comfort in shadows. They are opposites in every possible way, and yet, in late-night conversations, fleeting touches, and words that linger longer than they should, something begins to grow. It's a slow unraveling-an exploration of walls built too high, of signals half-understood, of the fragile thread between devotion and denial. What starts as coincidence becomes a pattern. What begins as comfort turns into tension. And what should have been ordinary friendship refuses to stay in the dark. This is a story about the quiet moments that change everything, and the dangerous beauty of falling for someone you were never supposed to.

What's it mean to live? To embrace the present, having forgiven the past and forgotten the future? ~ This is the collection of my poetry from 2025 and 2026 :)

|•|𝐒𝐈𝐓𝐔𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐏 𝐒𝐄𝐌𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑|•| "It started as nothing." College was supposed to be simple. Attend classes (sometimes). Pass exams (barely). Graduate without emotional damage (lol). But nobody warned them about the semester where nothing stays casual. When academic rivals Aarav Malhotra and Naina Kapoor are forced into a fake dating arrangement-for marks, reputation, and a professor who enjoys chaos-it's meant to be temporary. Strategic. Harmless. Rules are set. Boundaries are drawn. No feelings. No jealousy. No complications. Naturally, everything goes wrong. Because fake dating in college doesn't just mean holding hands in hallways. It means late-night study sessions that feel too personal. It means defending someone you're supposed to dislike. It means realizing the person who annoys you the most also understands you the best. And while their "relationship" spirals from fake to frighteningly real, they're not the only ones losing control. There's Kabir, the walking red flag who never takes anything seriously-until one girl stops laughing at his jokes. There's Riya, who refuses to fall first but hates the fact that she might be falling anyway. There's Dev and Anika, best friends with years of unsaid words, loving each other quietly while pretending friendship is enough. And there are friendships, group chats, fest nights, chai breaks, misunderstandings, denial arcs, and feelings that arrive uninvited and refuse to leave.

"We aren't toxic; we're just intense. Other people have 'simple' love because they don't have what we have." Captivated by his toxic lips and eyes, he became my destruction.

This book is not a guide on how to find love. It is a collection of thoughts from a girl in her twenties who loved deeply, got attached too fast, confused obsession with passion, survived breakups, felt lonely in relationships, and learned how to come back to herself. It is for you if you have ever asked yourself "is this love or am I just scared to be alone?" If you have cried over someone who barely noticed. If you are single, heartbroken, in a relationship, or somewhere in between. If even one page makes you feel less alone, then it was worth writing. So... shall we be friends?

A tender story of longing, illusion, and the quiet ache of growing up. BEFORE I KNEW BETTER explores first attachments, blurred lines between fantasy and reality, and the fragile moments that shape us. It is about innocence meeting truth - and the soft, irreversible shift that follows. Juni is like any normal girl who experiences painful aching love at a tender age of 17. This is about before she knew better about love and her memorable but sad experience.