Softdark Stories

Kihan Haneul lives in the quiet spaces between anxiety and escape, where the weight of unspoken fears presses heavier than the night. When sleep becomes both a refuge and a risk, the line between peace and oblivion begins to blur. This story is inspired by my own personal experience with anxiety and unhealthy coping. Please remember: what Kihan does in this story is dangerous and should never be imitated. If you're struggling, reach out - there is help, and there are safer ways to find peace. For anyone who has ever wanted the world to go quiet - you are not alone.

𝗦𝗵𝗲 𝗹𝗮𝘂𝗴𝗵𝗲𝗱 𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗲 𝘀𝘂𝗻𝗹𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁. 𝗪𝗮𝗹𝗸𝗲𝗱 𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗲 𝗽𝗼𝗲𝘁𝗿𝘆. 𝗔𝗻𝗱 𝗻𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿 𝗼𝗻𝗰𝗲 𝗹𝗼𝗼𝗸𝗲𝗱 𝗯𝗲𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗱 𝗵𝗲𝗿. Saavi thought she was just another girl trying to build a quiet life in a new city - with roommates, routines, and karaoke nights to chase away homesickness. But someone saw her differently. He watches from the shadows. He knows her schedule, her habits, her smile. She doesn't know his name. But to him... She was his long before she even knew he existed. And soon, she'll find out: 𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗺𝗼𝘀𝘁 𝗱𝗮𝗻𝗴𝗲𝗿𝗼𝘂𝘀 𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗱 𝗼𝗳 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝗶𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗼𝗻𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗻𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿 𝗻𝗲𝗲𝗱𝗲𝗱 𝗽𝗲𝗿𝗺𝗶𝘀𝘀𝗶𝗼𝗻. - > ʜᴇ ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ᴡᴀɴᴛᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴍᴇᴇᴛ ʜᴇʀ. ᴊᴜꜱᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴏᴡɴ ʜᴇʀ - 𝑸ᴜɪᴇᴛʟʏ, 𝑪ᴏᴍᴘʟᴇᴛᴇʟʏ. 𝑺𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒂𝒍𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒚 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒃𝒆𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒆 𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒏 𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒌𝒆𝒅 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒘𝒂𝒚. 🖋️ 𝐀𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐍𝐨𝐭𝐞: This is my original story, and I've poured my heart into it. If you enjoy dark romance with a twist of obsession, I'd love your support - 𝗟𝗶𝗸𝗲, 𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗺𝗲𝗻𝘁, 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗳𝗼𝗹𝗹𝗼𝘄 to stay with Saavi's journey. 💬❤️ Got thoughts or questions? Drop them in the comments - I'd love to hear from you!

Some feelings don't fit in a sentence. This is a collection of those-thoughts that ache, moments that hover at midnight, and the weight of being expected to believe in things you're still questioning. These are not poems. Not stories either. Just truths, dressed in silence. As I call it Church of the Unsaid.

in our world, loyalty is currency - and bloodlines are weapons....? .𖥔 ݁ ˖💸.𖥔 ݁ ˖ ᡣ𐭩 in the glittering heights of east coast elite society, six heiresses rule behind velvet ropes and thousand-dollar smiles. they were raised on secrets, trained in charm, and bred to inherit empires. but when a cryptic letter circulates - a hit list of heirs marked for downfall - their glamorous world begins to fracture. at the heart of it all is eseni okoro, the nurturing yet enigmatic daughter of a powerful political dynasty. she's the mother of the group, soft-spoken and sweet. but behind that warmth is a master manipulator who knows exactly how to play fragile. her best friend, salwa marché, hides a past soaked in heartbreak and revenge. kaelin winslow drinks too much and forgives too little. soraya lennox fights louder than she loves. marienne vale sees everything but forgets what matters. and noaelle sinclair? she's already killed to protect a secret once. together, they're the untouchable girls with everything to lose - until one of them disappears. 💌 rich girl rivalries. forbidden love. violent secrets. welcome to a world where the only thing more dangerous than loving your friends... is trusting them.

Prologue the spin The bottle spun quietly in the center of the circle, catching firelight on its side like it was in no rush to choose. Outside, the world was cold. But in here-by the fireplace, six people and too many secrets sat cross-legged in a room too warm, too still. The bottle slowed. Then stopped. On her. Of course. She didn't flinch. Not quite. But she didn't smile either. Across from her, he watched. Not newly-but still. Like he never really stopped. His legs stretched out. Red cup in hand. Hood half-down. Eyes unreadable. He didn't react. Didn't blink. Because he already knew. "So... who was your first kiss?" The words floated into the firelit silence like they belonged there. Her heart thudded once, hard. They didn't know. Not about the hallway. Not about him. Not about the moment that rearranged her. He hadn't told. Neither had she. She felt the words rise anyway. Sharp. Hot. Heavy. Then-quietly, without looking up- she said the only word she could trust: "Pass."

"We were raised to destroy each other-no one warned us we'd survive only by standing together."

Poems stitched with contrasts- light & shadow, love & distance, chaos & calm. A place where emotions breathe without hiding.

One wrong click. One sold soul. One girl who never meant to buy him. June Reyes was just browsing. A coding student. Quiet. Anxious. Alone. Until a late-night slip on the dark web deducted ₹13,40,000 from her account- and delivered a real, breathing man to her apartment floor. Cuffed. Tagged. Silent. Hers. She never meant to buy him. He never asked to be sold. But now they're stuck in the same apartment- a girl too scared to let him go, and a boy too broken to ask for freedom. In the silence between them, something fragile grows. Not trust.. Just survival. And maybe.... way more then that.

Content Warning: This story contains sensitive material including descriptions of war trauma, psychological and physical violence, torture, blood, bullying, dehumanization, xenophobia, and brief depictions of a brutal beating. Reader discretion is advised. After decades of war, peace has returned to Vareth-except for the weapons that won it. Noctan, a former Echo forged for battle, now lives quietly in a forest clearing, shunned by the villagers he once protected. When Oren, a curious young man from the nearby village, begins to visit, Noctan experiences something new: acceptance. Maybe even friendship. But history cannot be rewritten overnight, and one haunting story is all it takes to ruin everything. When Oren is brutalized by those meant to protect him, Noctan must decide how far he's willing to go to defend the one person who saw him as more than a monster. A bittersweet tale of quiet healing, buried violence, and the long road toward redemption. He was made for war. But now, he chooses who he fights for.

Jackson Danials has eleven exes, a wicked peanut‑butter‑cookie coping mechanism, and one rule: never fall for the kind of boy who can break your heart on purpose. Too bad destiny has a sense of humor. After a terrifying run‑in with a swarm of stinging insects he's deathly allergic to, Jackson is saved by someone impossible: a winged, glowing Prince from another realm - beautiful, dangerous, and absolutely not human. A prince who shouldn't be visible to mortals. A prince who flees the moment Jackson sees him. A prince who leaves behind an amber brooch that hums against Jackson's heartbeat like it recognizes him. Now the Natural Realm is waking up around Jackson. Plants bloom in winter. The campus greenhouse keeps resurrecting ferns. And creatures beyond the veil have begun to notice him. Aurelius Vesparune - the hornet Prince who rescued him - returns with warnings he won't fully explain and a charm he shouldn't have given. Jackson's friends are convinced this is a "Forest Boyfriend" situation. Jackson is convinced he's losing his mind. They're both wrong. Because Jackson isn't human - not fully. And falling in love with a prince may be the most dangerous prophecy of all. A slow-burn MLM dark fantasy romance full of magic, mystery, found family, dangerous politics, soft moments, glowing wings, and the kind of yearning that ruins you in the best way. If you love gentle boys, dangerous creatures, forbidden romance, cozy magic, and a boy who bakes five trays of cookies when stressed, you're in the right place.

Wouldn't It Be Wrong? a collection of almosts, maybes, and midnight truths Some loves arrive like storms-unexpected, impossible to ignore, and impossible to keep. This book is for the ones who fell in silence. For the people we couldn't have, shouldn't have, but loved anyway. For every moment we imagined but never lived. For the texts we never sent and the touches we only dreamed of. Through poetic confessions and raw, emotional truths, Wouldn't It Be Wrong? captures the ache of loving someone who doesn't, or can't, love you back. If you've ever whispered "what if?" to yourself at night... This is for you.

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Today was the day Phoenix and her family were leaving California , her family has to do this so they can get her away from billy Hargrove he was obsessed with her , he would stalk her sneak in her room and watch her sleep or even get in bed with her and cuddle her . Will she get away or will her nightmare win. THIS IS A SOFT DARK STORY so enjoy

• Obsession Genre: Psychological, Dark Romance, High School, Slow Burn Everyone says Jeon Jungkook is just a normal student - quiet, kind, maybe a little too careful. But behind his calm smile hides something deeper. Something darker. Something he never meant to feel. When Han Noul transfers to his school, Jungkook doesn't fall in love. He watches. He memorizes. He writes. And slowly, quietly... he begins to lose control. "Told through his secret diary entries, Obsession is a slow descent into fixation, desire, and the blurry line between love and possession."

Trigger Warnings: slavery • racism • psychological abuse • implied domestic violence • child loss and grief • difficult childbirth • power imbalances • misogyny • forced marriage • social inequality • emotionally distressing scenes - Elizabeth Ashford is twenty years old. Blonde, noble, raised in silk and etiquette, she lives behind the vast walls of a Southern American manor, where everything breathes wealth... and silence. The silence of a mother broken by the loss of a child. The silence of a cold, authoritarian father, for whom marriage matters more than love. The silence of a house built upon the suffering of those no one looks at. Betrothed in an arranged marriage, Elizabeth suffocates in a life decided for her. But behind the gilded surfaces, she sees what her own refuse to acknowledge: blood, fear, injustice-and the humanity they try to erase. Until the day a voice rises. A warm, deep, forbidden voice. A man she should never look at. A love she is not allowed to feel. In a world where their bond is a transgression, their connection becomes a danger-for her, for him, for everyone. To love him could stain her name. But not to love could hollow her from within. And in this house where secrets seep through the walls, Elizabeth must choose: obey... or break the established order. This text is a translation into English from an original work written in French.

This is not a horror story. It's a story about remembrance, about sonder, about finding life in the shadows of death. About what remains when the ghosts fade: hope and memory.

This is not a love story. This is a survival story. A healing story. A story for the ones who never said it out loud, but always felt it too deeply. If you're one of them - welcome home. She was never just "quiet." She was a wildfire trapped inside a diary- folded thoughts, stitched lips, and a voice too afraid to echo. Everyone admired her strength. No one saw the weight. This isn't a love story. It's the journey of a girl who bled her truth into poems, masked her pain behind metaphors, and slowly... gently... learned how to un-silence herself. If you've ever felt too much, cared too deeply, or hidden too long- this is your story too.

Smoke & Silence is a collection of poems that shines a light on the quiet parts of life. It looks at what comes after a storm. It touches on feelings we often keep to ourselves and the memories we can't forget. The poems are like smoke-light but meaningful. They capture love, loss, and the feeling of missing someone. This book is for anyone who finds beauty in solitude. It's for those who find poetry in stillness and listen to the whispers of silence.

In the realm of Solhara-where dreams fracture and shadows whisper-one girl walks the edge of forgotten gods and forbidden power. She has no magic. No name in the stars. No past worth remembering. But the moon watches her. And so does something else. A tale spun from silk and sorrow, of duels that cost memories... and a crown no one dares to wear. In a world built on lies and stitched in illusion, truth may be the most dangerous magic of all. She was nothing. A girl made of ash and shadow. So why does the world tremble when she breathes?

Fifty things. That's how many fit on the list before time runs out. A woman who doesn't believe in miracles. A decision that cannot be undone. And an encounter that was never planned. Some things cannot be cured. Some things cannot be explained. And there is one point that doesn't appear on the list. 50 + 1 is a story about time, withdrawal, and the moment when someone crosses their own boundaries - even when they know the cost. Not every love saves you. And not every ending means closure.