Yearningman Stories

"Have you ever wondered what it would feel like to live in the story you wrote? To fall in love with the man you created? This is my story: how I, an author, actually lived one of my own tales, overcoming every obstacle. It's about how I ruined something perfect, yet he mended every broken piece of US. Because even if I am human and he is fictional, he feels far more human."

A tired romantic middle aged Fire Captain and a sharp CEO with too much money and too little friends.

Heatherfield , 1811. Rebellious Alicia Gorman and her impeccably proper cousin Roman live in a gilded cage of predetermined marriages and social expectations. Their carefully ordered world shatters when Alicia's father brings home a ragged urchin, Sebastian, who saved his life from highwaymen. Given a name, a suit, and a place at the table, the wild boy becomes a catalyst for dangerous desires. As childhood games turn into a perilous rivalry, Alicia finds herself torn between the duty Roman represents and the dark, untamed passion Sebastian offers a choice that will unravel family secrets and awaken ghosts best left buried.

As a private detective, he's trained to notice details, small gestures, habits, patterns. And now she becomes one of those patterns. What begins as simple curiosity slowly turns into something deeper, darker. He learns where she goes, what she likes, which café she prefers in the mornings. He knows more about her than she would ever imagine. He tells himself it's professional instinct. Observation. Control. But it isn't.Somewhere between obsession and desire, between control and genuine emotion, he falls in love with her. They'll meet again.. and she has no idea how much he already knows..

𝙋𝙍𝙄𝙎𝙃𝘼×𝙍𝙐𝙏𝙃𝙑𝙄𝙆 𝙒𝙍𝙄𝙏𝙀𝙍×𝘾𝙀𝙊 He hates her... and she doesn't even know why. Ruthvik Singhania has always had his reasons-reasons he never explains, truths he never shares. And Prisha Kapoor? She's just living her life, unaware of the storm she's somehow a part of. Their worlds were never meant to collide... yet every time they do, it feels anything but accidental. Between silence, tension, and something neither of them wants to name- lines begin to blur. Because sometimes, hate isn't what it seems... and the truth is far more complicated than it looks.

Amariah had a heavy heart, she was known as the loudest but she had the biggest heartbreak of all. She carried it with all of her and yet it still didn't heal one bit. To Amariah, she can't escape her destiny. She cannot lift her head any longer, she felt like she was drowning, her spirit bruised by the person she trusted most. The person who was meant to cherish her till death do them part. Despite that fact, there was someone who silently hoped for her from afar. His yearning eyes held admiration, solely towards her. Their paths were bound from unspoken sorrow, soft whispers, a yearning of what could've been, only to be shadowed by the cruelty of another man.