Unspoken قصص

Elena's life was simple and quiet, but everything changes when Noah walks in. Between unspoken words and hidden secrets, they try to navigate their feelings. A slow-burn story about love, tension, and everything that happens when the world goes silent."

ᴜɴꜱᴘᴏᴋᴇɴ/ ˌƏɴˈꜱᴘŌᴋƏɴ/ ᴜɴꜱᴘᴏᴋᴇɴ ᴍᴇᴀɴꜱ ꜱᴏᴍᴇᴛʜɪɴɢ ɪꜱ ᴜɴᴅᴇʀꜱᴛᴏᴏᴅ, ꜰᴇʟᴛ, ᴏʀ ɪᴍᴘʟɪᴇᴅ ᴡɪᴛʜᴏᴜᴛ ʙᴇɪɴɢ ꜱᴀɪᴅ ᴏᴜᴛ ʟᴏᴜᴅ

A Poetry Collection 🖤 This is my first time publishing something, and I'm excited to finally share a little piece of my thoughts with you. I'd genuinely love to hear your opinions, feedback, and comments, as they will help me learn, improve, and grow as a writer. That being said, I kindly ask that all feedback remain constructive and respectful. Criticism is always welcome and appreciated, but disrespect, personal attacks, slurs, or hateful comments toward my work-or toward anyone else in the comment section-will not be tolerated. Your support, encouragement, and honest feedback mean more than you know and will help me continue growing on this journey. I hope you enjoy this little window into my thoughts, and perhaps find something within it that resonates with you. Thank you so much for taking the time to read. 🤍 **Copyright © 2026. All rights reserved.**

Long before kingdoms were built and legends were written, the world was kept in balance by the ancient Elements. Each was born with a purpose. Each was bound by unbreakable laws. And above all else, each was forbidden from loving its opposite. Eira, the gentle spirit of the Cold Breeze, has spent her life preserving the quiet beauty of winter, carrying loneliness as faithfully as she carries the snow. Far beyond the frozen peaks, Caelan, the radiant Fire Plume, is destined to bring warmth, hope, and light to a world that can never truly keep his flame. Raised in different worlds but burdened by the same silent longing, neither realizes they have spent their lives searching for something they cannot name. Until fate lets them meet. Drawn together in the fleeting space where winter yields to spring, their chance encounters awaken a connection neither understands. With every meeting, the bond between them grows stronger, yet so does the truth they cannot escape: some laws exist not to punish the heart, but to protect the world itself. How do you hold on to someone whose touch could unravel everything? And how do you forget the only soul who ever made you feel understood? The Space Between Seasons is a bittersweet tale of quiet love, impossible choices, and the kind of yearning that lingers long after goodbye. It is a story of two hearts born beneath opposite skies, forever reaching across the horizon for a future they were never meant to share.

Unspoken Words is a deeply emotional journey through the things we carry but struggle to say. It is a collection of reflections on silence, grief, loneliness, love, exhaustion, trust, boundaries, forgiveness, and the difficult process of becoming whole again. Through thirty intimate pages, the book explores what happens when pain is kept hidden for too long-and what it means to finally acknowledge the parts of ourselves we once tried to silence. Unspoken Words does not pretend that healing is simple. It does not promise that the past will disappear or that every wound will close neatly. Instead, it offers something quieter: understanding. A reminder that being tired does not make you weak, that protecting yourself does not make you selfish, and that healing does not require you to forget what happened. From learning to let go to learning to rest, from fearing hope to allowing joy, these pages follow the slow transformation from simply surviving to discovering how to live again. For anyone who has ever felt unseen, unheard, emotionally exhausted, or afraid to speak what lives inside them, Unspoken Words is a place to recognize yourself. Because sometimes the words we never say are the ones that tell our story the loudest.

He was always smiling. She never knew the silence. Somewhere, a letter waited.

Rakhi at Raizada Mansion has always looked perfect from the outside. Flowers on the banister. Sandalwood in the puja room. Silver thalis waiting with a thread meant to protect. A sister smiles. A brother holds out his wrist. The family calls it love and lets the morning pass. This year, the house knows better. Anjali has been awake since before dawn. She moves through the rooms with a brightness no one sees after she lost her baby. People glance at her-then look away. Not because they do not love her. Because they can feel a locked door shifting in its frame. In this family, some silences have been polished into dignity. Some truths have been covered with garlands and called tradition. Forgiveness has been postponed so many times it has started to look like peace. Anjali does not wait for permission. She ties the rakhi with steady hands. What she gives after the thread is not the gift a brother expects, and not the kind of offering a mansion can swallow with sweets and photographs. It is heavier than custom. The kind of truth that does not shout-yet leaves every person in the room unable to pretend they did not hear it. Some festivals forgive a family. Some open what the house locked years ago and prayed would stay shut. On this Rakhi, Raizada Mansion learns the difference. One-shot | Family Drama | Angst | Brother-Sister | Hidden Truths | Indian Festival

𝑳𝒆𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒃𝒖𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒍𝒊𝒆𝒔 𝒄𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒚 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒔𝒂𝒚. 🦋

Avani childhood se hi Varun ke saath uske ghar par reh rahi thi. Jab uske parents ki death hui thi, tab wo bas ek choti bachi thi, aur Varun ne us din se uski zimmedari sambhal li thi. 7 saal ka age gap hone ke bawajud, Varun hamesha uske liye ek protective shield bana raha. 22 saal ki Avani ab ek successful aur famous dancer ban chuki thi, lekin uska dil wahi tha-Varun ke paas. Varun ka strict nature, uska kisi aur ladki se baat na karna, aur sirf Avani ke liye soft hona... inn sab cheezon ne Avani ke dil mein ek tarfa pyaar jaga diya tha. Par wo darti thi. Usne kabhi bolne ki himmat nahi ki, kyunki wo unki itni purani friendship ko khona nahi chahti thi. Uske liye Varun bas uska best friend tha, lekin Avani ke liye wo uski poori duniya. Lekin sab kuch badal gaya jab Natasha ki entry hui. Natasha ke aane se Varun ke behaivor mein wo badlaav aane lage jo Avani ne kabhi kisi aur ke liye nahi dekhe the. Varun, jo kabhi kisi ladki ke kareeb nahi jaata tha, ab Natasha ke baare mein sochkar smile karta tha. Avani ne jab pehli baar Varun ki aankhon mein Natasha ke liye wo pyaar dekha, toh uska dil andar se toot gaya. "Avani, Natasha bohot special hai mere liye," ek din Varun ne badi khushi se usse kaha. Avani ne bas ek jhoothi smile ke saath sar hila diya. Usse samajh aa gaya tha ki Varun ke joint family waale ghar mein aur uski zindagi mein ab Natasha ki jagah pakki ho chuki hai. Usne decide kar liya ki wo Varun aur Natasha ki khushi ke beech kabhi nahi aayegi. Uska aakhri dance tour schedule tha. Avani ne apna pura dard apne dance mein dhaal diya. Har ek show ke saath wo stage par aag laga rahi thi, par andar se wo apna aakhri bag pack kar rahi thi. Jaise hi uska aakhri dance program khatam hua, standing ovation ke beech Avani ki aankhon se aansu nikal aaye. Usne Varun ke naam ek chota sa letter choda-*Thank you mujhe sambhalne ke liye. Ab tumhari khushi kisi aur ke saath hai, aur main chahti hoon tum hamesha khush raho.* Avani ne chupchap wo ghar aur wo shehar

Some feelings are spoken. Some are written. And some remain buried between the lines forever. Naina and Arjun have known each other for as long as they can remember. Growing up side by side, they became each other's comfort, strength, and home. But life has a way of testing even the strongest bonds. When friendship, love, and loyalty begin to collide, Naina finds herself standing at the crossroads of her heart and her promises. As unspoken feelings grow louder and sacrifices become inevitable, she must decide what matters more: holding on to the love she has always cherished or letting it go for someone she loves. Ankahe Ehsaas is a heartfelt story of friendship, love, and the emotions that often remain unsaid.

The fall that brought the darkness amessed, indeed she is amessed a heart that bleeds and holds such disdain eyes don't shed a tear but the tongue speaks of pain let them cry through the song that speaks the soul that aches, darkness never sleeps she shakes, she shakes, her heart shakes her body mind and soul they rake stripped off the grace that once she gloried flooded darkness that had her buried deep under the graves of naiveness with the voices that they laced what is she guilty of? to have wished for a peaceful sleep the day she was told her tongue should not speak WARNING: ANGST TRIGGER WORDS/ PHRASES DARK AS FUCK And it goes without saying, please do leave comments about what you liked if you're reading this. !!!!!If anything is offensive and unwarned other than the warnings, then please do let me know and do not report. Thank you! !!!!! !!!!!Please do read the warnings before you read and if some of it doesn't suit you, please do click away. !!!!! !!!!! YOU'VE BEEN WARNED. I CAN GET SUPER DARK. PLEASE READ IF YOU'RE FINE WITH EXTREME ANGST OTHERWISE PLEASE DON'T READ THIS. !!!!!

Blue Hours on the Shore is a poem series drifts through melancholy like a body learning to float-exploring love that ebbed too soon, memories that salt the skin, and experiences that linger the way the sea does at night. It is shaped by quiet heartbreaks, by moments of loneliness and becoming, where emotions rise and fall like tides, and healing arrives slowly, in waves. Rooted in lived experience, it listens to the ocean as both witness and refuge, carrying grief, longing, and softness toward a fragile kind of peace.

A collection of poems, shayari, and heartfelt emotions inspired by love, heartbreak, healing, hope, memories, and the countless feelings that often remain unspoken. Every page holds a thought, every poem carries an emotion, and every word is a piece of a heart that chose to write instead of speak. Perhaps you'll find your own story somewhere between these lines. ~dusky_diaries

Irene was caged with rules abound her, no one to talk to , choked and depressed ! she knows she has to be strong alone. *new chapters everyday/weekly. #1 for freedomofspeech on 26.01.22 #1 for writingforfun on 27.01.22 #2 for choked on 27.01.22

Out of this world...welcome to Seishin world...where the soul hunting begins...Well not really...Scary? Definitely NO! Meet Omoikane (the nonchalant-smug), Ryujin (the revenge-freak), and the rest of the family and extras! (Boyxboy...yaoi uhm if you do not like BL...it's definitely not for you!"

Have you ever loved someone in silence? Have you ever wished they could read the words you were too afraid to say? Have you ever wondered, "What if they knew?" For years, she carried feelings for a boy who never knew just how much he meant to her. This is the story of the words she never said, the moments she never forgot, and a love she kept hidden for far too long. But what happens when the heart finally decides to speak?

Do you believe in love at first sight? Well for me I sure don't I was happy, until we move to new country, new town, an a new high school. My life cant get any better. That until I meet this hot, sexy Hunter on first day of school. His charms can make any girl fall, but me hell no!! He has his way of getting into people life, and somehow he got in my life that being my new next door neighbor. Could this get any better? Nope because he has a plan for me. Wonder what he has plan for me. ***New book Arch enemies is coming soon. Hope you like it.***

What is an Unspoken? That's a question that The Unspoken can't answer. It's a secret that has to be uncovered, but by whom? Echo? How could it be when she doesn't know the answers herself? Echo Avery has been in hiding for years, ever since her people were attacked by the Enforcers - humans with a hatred for her kind. Just a girl with special abilities, that she can't control, and a strange rose like marking underneath her left eye, Echo finds herself in way over her head when she is taken by her worst enemies. Suddenly, Samuel-an Enforcer with hidden secrets and old memories - comes into Echo's life without a warning. Forbidden or not, it feels like love. But is he using her for another purpose? As lies and secrets are revealed, faith is challenged, and certain truths come to light, Echo finds herself tasked with the salvation of her people. Except who is she? Who are the Unspoken? How can she save the world when she doesn't even understand herself, or her powers? These are questions she ignores. Because with the sliver of knowledge she has, she is going to free The Unspoken. If she doesn't get killed first.

This unspoken poetries is originally written by me.