Unrequietedlove Stories

Riya Sharma has loved Kabir Khanna for years. Quietly. Silently. From the sidelines. He's her brother's best friend. The school's golden boy. The one every girl wants. To him, she's just the nerdy little sister in simple kurtis and a long braided hair - never the girl he'd choose. Until she overhears the truth. "I'd marry someone confident. Modern. Stylish." And she realizes... she was never his type. So she leaves. And she grows. Three years later, Riya returns - confident, unafraid, and no longer looking at Kabir like he's her whole world. And for the first time... Kabir notices. But what happens when the girl who once loved you quietly... stops?

"My personal philosophy is kill or be killed." When brilliant and darkly eccentric Saturday Addams gets expelled from his High School because of a deliciously wicked prank, his parents ship him off to Nevermore Academy, the School designed for "Outcasts." But things are never that simple and they get even more complicated for Saturday as he tries to get rid of his annoying, but undeniably alluring maid. He quickly finds himself in the centre of a very dark plot at play. Will this anti-hero solve the mystery at hand? Will his beautiful maid survive? Or will he just be a pawn in a dangerous game? Based on the Netflix TV Show 'Wednesday' directed by Tim Burton. Copyright © PeonySan 2022

Txana (pronounced [ˈtsʼah-na]) and Neteyam became inseparable the moment the Sully family sought refuge with the Metkayina clan. As Tsireya's twin sister, Txana was tasked by her father with teaching them the ways of water. Yet somewhere between long swims, shared hunts, quiet stories, and walks along the shore, something deeper began to form. For Txana, it became more than friendship. But calm always comes before the storm. When Txana realises that Neteyam's heart is drifting toward Tsireya, the secret she has carried starts to weigh heavier than the tide itself. Caught between loyalty, love, and the pull of unspoken feelings, Txana must face a painful truth: not all bonds are strong enough to fight the current. Will their connection survive the shifting tides that threaten to alter their friendship forever? Or will the water wash the past ashore and leave everything they had behind? also lwk the first chapter is super duper short sorry abt that :((

Phoebe Miller is the "nerdy" farm girl who finally lands a prom date with her longtime crush, Ryker Blackwood. The night is ruined when she overhears him mocking her as a "charity case." Heartbroken but done being the victim, Phoebe spends her final summer in Texas transforming into a woman who no longer needs him. Now, Ryker is the one watching from the sidelines as the girl he dismissed becomes the only one he can't have.

I was never meant to be the main character. Six months, that was our deal, A fake relationship.. He needed me not for love but for six months to pretend to play the role of his perfect girlfriend. I told myself it was only an act. A contract with an expiration date. But somewhere between in his cold games and his unexpected kindness, I broke the first rule--- I fell for him. ("You fell like the main character aren't you? Everyone around you cares for you and I..I am just a side character even in my own story.") James look at me with fury in his eyes "I told you not to make a mess, but you still have to do it." He said it and just took her hand with him. He saw her clothes dirty, but didn't even notice my bleeding hand. It's hurting me, Everyday feels like a choice : Stay hurt or leave and lose. Because in his story, I was never supposed to be the main character..

Est Supha has everything-wealth, status, power, and a future already written in gold. He's the perfect heir of a perfect family, living a life untouched by consequences. Until a single scandal shatters everything. As public outrage threatens to destroy their empire, Est's parents make an unthinkable decision-to marry him off. Not for love. Not for choice. But for image. William is nothing like Est. An orphan. Soft-spoken. Kind in a world that rewards cruelty. A man who teaches poor children under the sun and expects nothing in return. A man who becomes a husband not because he wants to be-but because he is chosen. Their marriage is a contract signed in silence. One bed. Two strangers. A house colder than the headlines outside. Est keeps his distance. William keeps his feelings to himself. Because loving someone who never reaches back is painful. But what Est doesn't know- While he's fighting to rebuild his reputation, William is fighting something much quieter. Something that doesn't trend. Something that doesn't wait. Because scandals fade. Power can be reclaimed. But love? Love becomes dangerous when you realize you might lose the one person who loved you first. And sometimes... the husband meant to protect a family name becomes the one worth destroying it for. Cold Husband × Gentle Husband Contract Marriage Slow Burn One-Sided Love Regret Arc 🦈🎸

Park Jiyeon, a dedicated vocal performance major, never expects a simple class project to change the rhythm of her college life. Paired with Min Yoongi, a reserved, immensely talented music production student, she finds herself drawn to his quiet intensity and undeniable musical genius. As late-night rehearsals and crowded club outings blur the line between collaboration and longing, Jiyeon becomes convinced that music might be the bridge between them. Encouraged by her outspoken best friends, hip-hop dancer Yoon Bomi and aspiring actress Kim Namjoo, Jiyeon dives headfirst into campus life, hoping proximity will turn admiration into something more. Meanwhile, Yoongi remains an enigma, warm yet distant, present yet unreachable, surrounded by friends who tease him endlessly about the secrets he refuses to explain. As Open House week floods the campus with fresh faces, talent, and temptation, unspoken truths begin to surface. Jiyeon is forced to confront not only her feelings for Yoongi, but the reality that not every love story follows the melody you expect, and that sometimes, the most important growth comes from listening rather than chasing. ____ Even if this synopsis doesn't make it obvious, this is a Yoonmin story.

Some silences last longer than words. Brishti Dutta had spent almost her entire life inside the familiar corridors of Adarsh Vidya Mandir, a school that had watched her grow from a shy child in Class 1 to a girl stepping into Class 11. She thought she knew every corner of that place. Every staircase. Every classroom. Every face. Until the day she noticed Samar Basu. What began as small conversations and quiet understanding slowly turned into something neither of them knew how to name. But love, timing, and fear rarely walk in the same direction. Years later, all that remains are memories, unanswered questions, and a message that may never receive a reply. Some people are not meant to stay forever. They are meant to become the story we carry for the rest of our lives. And sometimes the hardest thing isn't losing someone. It's never knowing what could have been. If you had one last chance to say what you never said... would you take it?

⊱ ━━━━.⋅ εïз ⋅.━━━━ ⊰ "What's that?" she reached up for him, his face in her palm as she examined whatever was there. She pressed on it, and it kind of stung. "Did that hurt?" "Not really," he muttered. "Are you sure?" and he nodded. "It looks a bit swollen. It might've come from when you hit the ground or, something... I don't even know. It's just a small bruise, though, so I guess it's okay?" "Thanks, Doctor," he teased, and she pouted, the warmth of her skin leaving as she settled back into her seat. "How is it my fault you like to fight?" She crossed her arms in front of her chest, and he fully leaned in. His hand was no longer on the edge of the back cushions; rather, it had moved to her thigh. "How is it my fault you look good tonight?" he whispered in her ear. "Girls like you make me love to fight." ⋆𐙚₊˚⊹♡ After leaving his short-term relationship with his next-door neighbour, Grey scrambles to find the remaining pieces of the largest puzzle that he was born into: his life- only to trample over a tiny, tiny thing. It was a misstep, really... he'd never meant to stumble into her that day. Now he did, he could never let her go. After moving to a new place in her new town of Hazelwood Heights, July came to find new connections and new beginnings... She didn't intend to make the school's bad boy her friend, or her boyfriend, God forbid. But the tides were quickly changing in their newfound friendship, and through good or for worse, through thick and thin, they'd go through it together, right? ⊱ ━━━━.⋅ εïз ⋅.━━━━ ⊰ BEST RANKS! (So far) #1 in #newauthor #77 in #fiction #233 in #mysterious

Kim Juhoon fanfic 𝓼𝓽𝓪𝔂 𝓲𝓷 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓶𝓲𝓭𝓭𝓵𝓮 𝓵𝓲𝓴𝓮 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓪 𝓵𝓲𝓽𝓽𝓵𝓮- newjeans, ditto She notices him, but he doesn't notice her. What's new? Jeong Jieun has had a crush on Kim Juhoon for as long as she can remember; the only problem is that he doesn't notice her. She feels that no matter how hard she tries to look good or do things to get his attention, he'll never reciprocate her feelings for him.

While Ariy struggles to understand his feelings for King Cedric, Dietrich struggles with how to confess to Ariy. And each of them fears losing what they don't have.

Near closing time, a disillusioned bartender serves a drunken stranger whose presence feels unsettlingly familiar. As the night slows and confessions surface, Ray begins to realize this is no ordinary customer, but a ghost from a past he never wanted to face. In a place meant for escape, the past finds him anyway.

i have 37 unsent messages addressed to you. i counted last night when i couldn't sleep. some of them are stupid, like things i could've just said out loud. some of them... aren't. you've never read a single one. lowercase intended - a park jongseong ff #1 - depressive #1 - simjayeun

Hey guys, this is my first published book, it's not very good because I'm not really good at writing poems or whatever you'd call them. I know most of these have a similar feel and I apologise for that most of these were written on nights when I was missing my ex like crazy so most are about him and I'll try to order these as best as I can. It's probably slightly confusing reading these because all of these are about four different boys in total. "I miss his eyes" isn't about anyone to do with me, it was a commissioned work on TikTok Please give me feedback on these🩷🩷 The ones about my ex were written MONTHS before I got with my new boyfriend by the way I promise right now that I could not give a goats yodel about him now I just felt that these were actually kind of good. And also with the very last one I know limited people will understand the way I feel and but I'm trying my best and I'd never cheat I'm not like that but it's just too much. Please ask for permission if you want to distribute these as they are all my original work. Thanks, Iz.

On the day of her Nikah, as the room filled with prayers and quiet smiles, Zainab sat behind her veil-calm on the outside, trembling within. When she was asked "Qubool hai?"... her heart didn't answer immediately. Because in that moment, she didn't see the man in front of her- she saw him. A story of love that was never lost, only written to find its way back. Step into Zainab's story... and find out who her heart saw that day. #10 rank : islam

For Alastor, Sir Pentious, and Lucifer, peace was a sanctuary they thought would last forever. But even the deepest secrets are small compared to the shifting of a soul. As one of them begins to change, the fragile balance of their bond is challenged, triggering an outbreak of reality for those who believed their peace was permanent. In the end, they are still friends-but some connections have to fracture before they can truly be mended. Can they survive the transformation, or will the cost of their history be too high to pay?

She thought he was different. She thought he would stay. She thought wrong. Beneath broken blooms lies a story of love that almost was- and a girl who had to learn how to let go.

i really feel the need for more people to read this story of mine, i put all my efforts in this and im never abandoning this story, i update faster as well. if it wasnt for my friend encouraging me id never finish it, but since she reads i will finish it. and if one day y'all wants more stories from me then please encourage me to! because i never leave a story discontinued!! just so yall know, this story doesnt follow the plot of tbhk, and is made up of my own imaginations. i may use images but they're not mine! the characters are also not mine except y/n! Its a story of you waking up in a world full of mysteries just when you were having your birthday party. and how that happens and where your journey takes you, will have to find out yourself :) hope yall enjoys it! Warning!: some of the parts may contain gore, or angst so bare with it and i do write sort of limes but no more than kissing! those who wants to dm me can have my insta : @cang_jiumin

There's a name she's been avoiding her whole life. Not because she hates him - though she'd like you to think that. But because he has always had a way of making her feel like the ground beneath her feet was slightly less stable than it was before he walked into the room. She thought it was irritation. She was wrong. Now she's nineteen, engaged to a man she didn't choose, banned from her hostel, and about to spend every day in dangerous proximity to the one person her heart apparently didn't get the memo about. *She didn't know it was him.* *He always knew it was her.* --- The Only Choice - Book Two of The Choices Series 🌚

Saira was the girl everyone adored-untouchable, perfect, and promised to a man who never truly loved her. But someone else did. Once, she showed kindness to a boy the world chose to ignore. She forgot him the moment she walked away. He didn't. Years later, as she stands on the edge of a life she no longer wants, ready to break free from a love built on betrayal... the past comes back, not as a memory- but as a man who never learned to let her go. Because his love was never soft. It was patient. It was consuming. And this time, he isn't asking.