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Another boring party-until she ruined it. Alina Malik. My boss's sister. A disaster in designer. She stumbled toward me-barefoot, heels swinging from her fingers, eyes red-rimmed and wild. Makeup smudged. Hair a mess. Dress slipping off her shoulder like she was begging to be seen. "Oh, abs," she giggled, clinging to my arm like she had any right. I didn't move. Didn't return the smile. Just stared. "Why have you been ignoring me, jerk?" she slurred. My jaw tightened. "You know why." "No, I don't!" she snapped, voice cracking. "I told you I liked you-and you blocked me! Who does that?!" "Someone who never wanted to hear it," I said flatly. "Now let go." She ripped her hand away, eyes blazing. "Why don't you like me?!" I didn't blink. Didn't flinch. Looked her dead in the eye. "Because there was never anything to like." She froze. "You're loud. Immature. Clingy. You create chaos and call it love. You throw tantrums like a child who's never been told no." Her mouth parted, stunned. I stepped closer, voice like ice. "You weren't special, Alina. You were tolerated. Only because you're my boss's sister. If it weren't for him, I would've shut you down the second you opened your mouth." Her eyes filled with tears. "Every message. Every fake smile. Every pathetic attempt to get close-I let it slide because I didn't want to lose my job. Not because I cared." Her lower lip trembled. "You don't mean that..." "I never liked you. Not for a second. You were a walking headache. A spoiled brat playing pretend in heels." She looked like she couldn't breathe. "You built a fantasy out of my silence and called it love. That's not my fault-that's your delusion." She blinked, searching for anything kind in my face. I gave her nothing. "You were nothing to me, Alina. Not then. Not now. Not ever." A tear rolled down her cheek. "So save yourself the embarrassment. Stop chasing shadows. And leave me the hell alone."

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In the quiet corners of Tokyo, beneath falling cherry blossoms, Haru meets Ren beside an old railway line. What begins as silence slowly turns into something deeper-something unforgettable.

Some people enter your life quietly. Others feel like they were always there - even before you knew them. She doesn't remember him. But her heart does. A slow-burn romance about lost memories, familiar strangers, and a love that refuses to be forgotten.

Life didn't end when I met him. It shifted. Quietly. Subtly. Some days feel heavier, some nights longer, and every presence leaves a mark you can't erase. Mara thought she knew herself-until Leo came along. Now, every smile, every silence, every fleeting moment changes her world. Surrounded by people who tease, guide, or just pass by, she's learning that some chapters are unspoken... yet they linger, shaping the person she's becoming. A story about life, love, and the spaces between words we can't say.

Mía, a distracted yet brilliant 21 year old psychology student, chose avoidant attachment as the central focus of her thesis. Upon finishing it, the work was just that: a solid, theoretically grounded approach with clear potential-but lacking the human lived element needed to truly resonate, according to her thesis advisor. That is when her best friend Josh, a psychologist and therapist at an elite private school, tells her about a particular case: a charming yet emotionally distant boy who has left marks on more than one of the female students Josh has treated. Girls who felt chosen, then abandoned, without ever understanding what they had done wrong. Trying to help her grasp what her thesis was missing, Josh gives Mía a simple piece of advice: put yourself in their shoes. However, he didn't know that she would take those words literally, far beyond anything he intended.

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A reckless business heir who despises commitment finds his world shaken when he falls for a middle-class girl grounded in values and dignity. She is everything he isn't-and the storm fate never warned him about.🤍 © All Rights Reserved.

Some love stories are loud. This one was almost silent. It began with conversations that felt safe, words that lingered longer than they should, and a connection that grew in the quiet spaces-where nothing was promised, yet everything felt real. Over the course of one year, two souls circled each other through distance, timing, and unspoken truths. Feelings deepened. Doubts grew. And what was never fully named became impossible to forget. This is a story about: the love that almost was the things we feel but never say and the kind of connection that stays, even after it ends Because some stories don't end with goodbye. They end by becoming a part of you.

What We Never Were is a story about cruelty mistaken for strength and love mistaken for possession. In a school built on reputation and silence, cruelty wears perfume and love hides behind rumors. She had a boyfriend. She had power. What they never had was the courage to choose each other.

"Unrequited Love" tells the story of Sasha, a successful and independent woman who has built a strong career after a past heartbreak left her disillusioned with love. Into her life enters Aaryan, a vibrant and optimistic soul who is immediately captivated by her. Despite initial awkward encounters and misunderstandings, Aaryan persists in his efforts to connect with Sasha. However, Sasha remains guarded, her past relationship casting a long shadow. The situation further complicates when Sasha's ex-boyfriend re-enters her life, stirring up old emotions and insecurities. Just as Sasha begins to grapple with these feelings, Natasha, a confident and ambitious woman, enters the picture, vying for Aaryan's attention. Throughout the story, Sasha undergoes a journey of self-discovery, confronting her past, healing from her heartbreak, and re-evaluating her beliefs about love and relationships. Aaryan, with his unwavering belief in Sasha and his patient understanding, continues to support her. The Story explores whether Sasha can overcome her past, trust again, and ultimately find happiness with Aaryan, or if the complexities of her past and the presence of other romantic interests will continue to hinder her from embracing Love.

"We weren't strangers. We weren't lovers. We were something in between-and maybe that hurt the most."

They met in the rain. They connected in silence. And they almost fell-without ever touching. Sam and Arjun were never a mistake. They were just unfinished. A story about timing, misunderstandings, and feelings that arrive too early-but never leave.

Two introverts. One forgotten meeting. A memory only one of them remembers. Vida never liked crowds. College was supposed to be a quiet beginning-until she crossed paths with Aarav, the youngest professor on campus. Calm, reserved, and unreadable, he felt oddly familiar in ways she couldn't explain. What Vida doesn't know is that their story didn't begin in a classroom. A year ago, on the day Aarav became a professor, fate played its first trick at a restaurant-an accidental meeting Vida forgot, but Aarav never did. Now, surrounded by corridors, lectures, and unspoken moments, two silences meet again. This time, neither of them can walk away. A story about introverts, quiet bonds, unspoken memories, and the kind of connection that doesn't announce itself-but stays.

**helloo honey bunny**, this is my 2nd story it's about a normal middle-class Indian girl and a Thai BL actor who was never supposed to notice her-and did anyway. Between subtitles, silence, and stolen moments, they find a love that doesn't speak the same language but understands everything. Soft, slow, and a little dangerous-because some feelings aren't meant to be public, only real.

Eryndor reached for her wrist- -when the door slammed open. He did not turn. Two fingers pressed lightly against Ayaana's pulse. "Oh," he said mildly, "we seem to have acquired some late, uninvited souls." Celestine's voice trembled with barely restrained fury. "Have you no sense, barging into a lady's chamber unannounced?" "I consider this extremely improper," Jubeline added sharply. "Oops," Eryndor said, tilting his head to study Ayaana. "I rarely encounter a soul this... old." "Five centuries," he continued, "give or take. Hard to be precise when memories rot unevenly." The room went cold. Ayaana gasped, clawing at her chest, tears leaking from the corners of her eyes though she did not wake. "She's fighting," Eryndor said. "Not possession. Not madness. More like... echoes. Old lives pressing too close." Slowly, his gaze lifted. Valthorne stood rigid, silent. "Ah," Eryndor murmured. "That explains the resonance. Wolf-blood, aren't you? Descendant." Valthorne's jaw tightened. "You speak too freely." "Your soul is old too," Eryndor added. "Not as frayed. But just as ancient." "The solution?" Jubeline asked. "Bonding," Eryndor said simply. "A tether. Temporary at first. His presence steadies the fracture." Valthorne stiffened. "That is not a choice to be made lightly." "Nothing involving old souls ever is," Eryndor replied. "But without it... she'll keep drowning in memories that aren't finished with her." He adjusted his monocle. "Decide quickly. Old lives are impatient."

"Somewhere in Between" follows Adrian and Athena-best friends tangled in sarcasm, stolen fries, late-night confessions, and years of feelings neither dares to name. As jealousy, rumors, and new relationships complicate their rhythm, both struggle with the line between friendship and something deeper. Through rooftop nights, unspoken hurts, and slow-burn longing, they discover that sometimes the hardest person to face is the one who's always been beside you.

Some stories begin with love. Theirs begins with glances, silence, and jealousy they refuse to admit. From strangers to something far more dangerous, Vayun and Lumi find themselves tangled in emotions neither of them planned. In a school where feelings are easier to hide than express, this is a slow-burn romance where love grows not in confessions, but in the moments they pretend don't matter.

A compliment. A dare. A moment that meant nothing... or so he thought. At a vibrant Indian wedding filled with lights, laughter, and traditions, Aaranya Sharma crosses paths with Shiv Malhotra... a tall, cold, and impossibly distant man who believes emotions are a weakness. What starts as a careless dare turns into an unexpected connection neither of them saw coming. She is soft, observant, and rooted in warmth. He is guarded, powerful, and untouched by feelings. Between stolen glances, unspoken tension, family chaos, and a slow-burning pull neither can escape, this is a story about how the quietest moments often leave the deepest marks. Because some loves don't rush. They linger. They burn-slowly.

Rubika grew up in a world that never loved her back. Toxic relatives, a childhood shattered by her father's death at thirteen, and a lifetime of pretending she was okay. So she became the loud one- the girl who smiled too brightly, laughed too much, talked too fast... because silence reminded her of everything she lost. Advait was her opposite in every way. Quiet. Guarded. Almost invisible in a crowd. The only love he ever received came from his grandmother and mother- the only two people who understood the silent storms inside him. But the rest of his world? Cold. Controlling. Especially his father, who forced an engagement on him like it was a business deal. Advait obeyed, because silence was easier than fighting. Until the day Rubika crashed his wedding. When she walked in-breathless, chaotic, terrified-something inside him snapped. Not in anger. In truth. Because beneath his silence had always lived her. The girl he pretended not to feel for. The girl who made him want things he was never allowed to choose. And when Advait does get angry- it's not loud... it's wildfire. Controlled. Deadly. Impossible to stop. A fire that finally burns through everything his father tried to cage. Rubika's chirpiness hides her pain. Advait's silence hides his fury. And when their broken worlds collide, the result is a love that is messy, explosive, dangerous- and completely inevitable. Author- bihari_baddie_writes Coauthor -