Unheardof Stories

Stories & occasional poems on feelings left unsaid and will only be heard here.

​"I told you once that you were background noise, Elias. I was wrong. You're the only thing I hear anymore." ​Five years ago, Elias Thorne was the boy who didn't exist. He wasn't the jock, he wasn't the nerd-he was the silence between the notes. He spent his high school years staring at the back of Chloe Vance's head, writing songs she'd never hear and nursing a hope that would eventually destroy him. ​Then came the bonfire. One question. One brutal rejection that went viral before "viral" was even a word. Chloe didn't just break his heart; she erased his dignity in front of the only world he knew. ​Now, the world has a different name for him. ​Elias is no longer the boy in the back of the class. He's the voice on every radio station, the face on every billboard, and the artist selling out stadiums from London to LA. He's spent five years building a fortress of fame to drown out the memory of a girl who told him he was nothing. ​But when a tour stop lands him in a rain-slicked dive bar in the middle of nowhere, he finds a ghost serving drinks behind the counter. ​Chloe Vance isn't the Queen Bee anymore. She's tired, she's breaking, and she doesn't recognize the man under the designer jacket and the cold, distant eyes. ​He wants revenge. She needs a miracle. And the music is just beginning. New chapter every Tuesday

Just some words from the heart, written by a girl that has fallen apart. WARNING ⚠️ There is content that some may consider triggering, please be aware.

A series of random poems about falling, gravity, stars and magic.

Unexpressed emotions never die. Words are soulless when silence speaks louder.... Unheard emotions never die but our peanut hearts need to express them to live,to enjoy the beautiful creation of God. When heart speaks, no emotion remain unheard, then no force in this universe can stop your pen from making the canvas of emotions. Let us take you to the world of emotions which resides in the heaven of heart. Highest Rankings: #1 unexpressed #2 unexpressed #11 unheard #242 loveletters #97 heart warming #66 quote of the day

Another collection of my poems . I'm not a great poet but I just try my best to express . warning : not perfect English , sorry it's not my mother tongue .

heyyyyyyyy guys this is my new book!!!!!!!! it will be about songs that i think most people haven't heard. i might comment on the song i might not... so if you think you want to hear songs. then just click on the link!!!! and remember vote and comment. no silent readers!!!

Why do I write??? For me, it's a way of escaping reality and be trapped on my own imagination which I can feel freedom and peacefulness on my heart before my thoughts totally destroys me...... Writing is not easy, it needs time, patience, inspiration and motivation for us to create or to write what we wanted. Hi everyone! I'm an amateur when it comes on writing and It is just one of my hobbies... Please enjoy and appreciate my poems😊😊 This is very random... And I just thought that I should share this poems of mine😊 Spread love not hate❤️❤️❤️ Enjoy!!

Some nightmares don't end when you wake up. They follow you. They sit in your chest, in your breath, in the way your eyes scan a room without you even realizing it. The chase doesn't stop just because your eyes open. The fear doesn't disappear just because the world is quiet again. It lingers-subtle, heavy, alive beneath the surface. This story is not about a man chasing someone through the dark. It's about what that chase means. It's about being misunderstood... blamed... unheard... and forced into survival mode when no one else steps in. It's about the silence of people who see you struggling and choose not to help. It's about the pressure of defending yourself in a world that has already made up its mind about you. And deeper than that-it's about abandonment. The kind that doesn't always look obvious. The kind that shows up in denial. The kind that leaves you questioning your reality. This is the story of what happens when fear and abandonment collide at the same time-when your body is running, but your mind is trying to make sense of something much bigger. Because monsters aren't born. They're built. One moment at a time. One experience at a time. One survival instinct at a time. And eventually... you don't just run anymore. You learn. You adapt. You control it.

Look close but not too closely... in between lies the secret of life. Once seen you will know that it's not so black and white... don't read too much in between the lines.

Dedicated to the drummer boy whom I had a crush on ages ago...

Sofia never wanted the life her family's name tied her to. She was supposed to escape-study abroad, build a quiet career, and stay far away from the violence of her father's syndicate. But when her brother is murdered, she's dragged back home, where power is currency and trust is a death sentence. Enter Adrian Alex Xavier, her father's most feared enforcer. Cold, calculating, and merciless, Adrian has built his reputation on blood and silence. To the family, he's a weapon. To Sofia, he's the shadow that's always been there-watching her, protecting her, haunting her. But when Sofia starts digging into her brother's death, she uncovers something that could burn the entire empire down. Adrian is ordered to keep her in line. Instead, he crosses the one line he never thought he would: he falls for her.

Poem about not being heard. If you scream but nobody is there to hear it, did you really make a sound?

She who is overlooked for being too weak and overreacting. For someone you know who needs someone to notice, but could end up being too late.

Nyx had always been a little different her father always encouraged her to be her quirky self but after losing her father her mother was always yelling at her to be normal like her twin brother Solace who got good grades was in honors was social and friendly leaving Nyx longing for validation always falling short

||Completed|| Cover Credits :- Amyra aka Imlilmisscomplicated. Why would you stay awake at night? -> If you're in love -> If you're heart broken -> If you're confused Or, If the reality was better than dreams! Nyctophilia- love of darkness, finding relaxation or comfort in the darkness. Annie or Anika, she's a girl with a conscience. She knows her worth, she knows her place and she knows love is not for her. During the day, she's the live wire spreading happiness. But at night, she's Annie, broken but the one trying to heal herself by helping others She left him and he's hurt. What happens when finds someone just like him? What if she's Anika? What will the night do to him? Desperate for answers, like the other late-nighters, he believes in the secrets the night holds. They have dreams, they have aims, they have Nights, because for them Nights weren't for being asleep. For them, Nights were about the stars, about the dreams, about the miseries, about the lack of love. It's not that they don't believe in love, Infact they are a very strong believer of love actually, It's just that they are deathly terrified, Because maybe it doesn't believe in them.