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Cracked Reflections

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What do we see when we look into a broken mirror?

Each shard tells a different story-of love that burned too bright, of loss that left scars, of longing that lingers in the echoes of silence. In these jagged pieces of reflection lies the beauty of imperfection, the bittersweet truths of life and love.

Cracked Reflections is not just a collection of short stories, prose, and poetic whispers-it is a journey through the fragments of the heart. It weaves tales of tender beginnings, shattering endings, and the in-between moments that define us.

Here, you will meet love in all its colors, from its brightest hues to its darkest shadows. You will feel the ache of betrayal, the weight of unspoken grief, and the fragile hope that keeps us moving forward. Each page invites you to see yourself in the cracks and find your own reflection staring back. If you've ever felt the weight of a smile or the silence of goodbye, these words are for you. Sit with them, let them speak to your heart, and perhaps, you'll find a piece of yourself within these pages.

Because in every broken piece, there is a story. 

Welcome to Cracked Reflections-a mirror into the soul.

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CRYSTAL HEART (MaleXMale) de Shinouji

A heart is a fragile item. That is why we need to protect them so vigorously, give them away so rarely and why it means so much because some hearts are more fragile than others. Pure somehow like crystal in a world of glass. Even the way they shattered is beautiful. But when it is shattering, nothing can amend it to be a perfect again. That is a similarity between heart and crystal. There always have been bleeding from leaking scar or blemishes when someone deliberately broken it. Once it happens, they never return to the original state anymore. That is why heart or crystal need a hundred percent careful care. To avoid it from scratches with unwanted regret. Both hold same fragility and value. Both need an intensive care. The question is can people really care it as if they value themselves? Can people value them like some precious and rare gem? Or do they only take a notice when it shattered beyond repair. Unable to move on or beat for another day. No pills or expert could cure and restoring before the pain take over. This a tale about heart, the center of human vitality as well destruction once its defects. The location is in the center of the chest, just behind the physical heart. This energetic center deals with the love of self and others, compassion, empathy, kindness, relationship, intimacy, devotion, reaching out and taking in, forgiveness, hope, trust, balance, quest for peace. Cover design by PaGer @SuperSonicPaGer Copyright © August 2017 Shinouji All Rights Reserved

World of Scars de NIBlack9

The world of scars, Of dread and shards, Of broken dreams and hearts, Form poetry so dark. Mysterious ways of the world, Humans cruelty, and loss, Will this ever stop? Will the pain and voidness go on? Hatred, anger, guilt, and pain, Bring voices whispering ruination to minds, Only the people who saw through those blinds, Will understand these poems lines. [These are my collection of poetries about the dark side of life. None of these poems are allowed to be copied without my permission. Read with caution.] By: N. I. Black

I'll Be Okay✓ de -PhantomWriter-

Completed✓ 'The price for love is pain,' how ironic of life isn't it. Loneliness hurts and so does loving. Loving shatters you heart and leaves you bleeding. So here's a thing with broken hearts, they never fit quiet like they did before. Like they say, you can glue a plate together but it will never look the same again. But what do you do when you've been broken and shattered not just your heart but your soul too. Where do you go from there. And let me let you, one of the hardest decision about love is deciding to let go or try, just one last time. I'll be okay, that's what he wanted to hear. Copyright reserved© Warning ⚠warning ⚠warning⚠ A lot of sexual nature in this short story

Bʀᴏᴋᴇɴ Wɪᴛʜᴏᴜᴛ Yᴏᴜ de Dimples_Gurl

In the quiet corners of my heart, I kept a secret garden-a fragile bloom of love that I tended with care. It was for someone who never truly belonged there. His touch was like frost on petals, beautiful yet cold. His words, sweet as honey, dripped with deception. I loved him with a fervour that blinded me to the truth sometimes love is a cruel mirage. But as the seasons changed, so did my perception, revealing the fault lines of our mismatched souls. He was the wrong puzzle piece, forcing himself into spaces where he didn't fit. And I, foolishly, tried to mould myself to his edges. The pain of loving the wrong person is a silent ache-an ache that gnaws at your spirit, eroding the very essence of who you are. It's the realisation that you've been watering a barren tree, hoping for blossoms that will never come. Yet, I clung to him, desperate for validation, afraid of the void that would follow if I let go. But life has a way of surprising us. In the quiet aftermath of heartbreak, when tears blurred my vision, I stumbled upon a different kind of love. It wasn't loud or tempestuous; it was a gentle whisper-a warm breeze that carried away the debris of shattered dreams. 𝓓𝓮𝓿 appeared like a sunrise after a storm, illuminating the corners of my wounded heart. He was the right puzzle piece missing half of my soul. His laughter was a melody that resonated with mine, and his touch ignited constellations within me. We built a love that didn't need mending, for it was whole from the start. In his arms, I found solace, and in his eyes, I glimpsed eternity. The pain of loving the wrong person prepared me for the miracle of finding the right one. It taught me that scars can heal, and broken hearts can bloom anew. Now, as I stand on the threshold of forever, hand in hand with the one who fits seamlessly into my existence, I honour the past wrong turns, the tears, and the silent battles. For they led me to this love that feels like coming home.

Reverie [The Distortionist x reader] de a_little_dizzy

In my personal fantasy land, anything is possible, dear. The only downside is that things work differently. Not worse; just differently. / Yes? What is it? / ... / It would be only right, dear. This place caters to my wants, and it would be incomplete without my biggest desire... having you with me. / Will you stay, dear? In this forever reverie?

Teens Corner de MansiSawant2

we are teenagers who fight. shit happens we lie;we cheat;we feel the study pressure;we fall in love and end up with a broken heart. we bitch about the bitches-drink till we pass out. Hardships are faced and loneliness hide our silent cry. Still we are young at heart. Wearing a sexy smile the teens bash around!! During each phase learning expressing fighting is common. Some emotions are felt within if u want to refresh them read my short poems dealing with wave of hues!!! 85# in poetry!!

Shatter Me de Lianna_Grace

Meet Serenity. She lives a life full of fear; afraid to hand her trust over to a single soul. She's been hurt so many times, she feels as if one crack would shatter her world. So she keeps herself locked inside her own her own little world, not letting anyone in. But what if one guy can change her outlook on life with just a few words? When a guy unexpectedly stumbles into her life without her even trying, she's amazed at the way he stands out to her. He somehow makes her feel good inside -- something she hasn't felt in years. In fear, she tries to push him out of her life but instead finds herself feeling safer around him. Maybe what Serenity needs is to be shattered after all. Maybe instead of breaking her, it just turns out to be a breakthrough. Maybe a shattered world is actually a way of letting people, who you don't realize how much you need, into your life. **

Restless waves de nick_kosh

This is a story about me. I loved, and I lost. Everything I could gather from the fragments of my memories, emotions, and reflections, I've poured onto the pages of this book. It's not just a tale of heartbreak or longing-it's an attempt to make sense of it all, to piece together what remains after life takes away what matters most. These pages hold my joys, my regrets, and everything in between. If you've ever loved deeply, if you've ever lost something irreplaceable, then perhaps you'll find a part of yourself here too.

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Y/N had long since perfected the art of hiding the cracks in her heart, a quiet ache that lingered beneath the surface, unnoticed by the world around her. Trust had been shattered too many times, leaving behind only the remnants of love she once gave so freely. The weight of solitude clung to her like a second skin, and each day she walked through life as though she were a ghost, watching the world pass by, yearning for something she couldn't quite reach. But when the night embraced her, when sleep whispered its soft lullaby, everything changed. In the silence of her dreams, something shifted-though her eyes could not see, her heart felt it. It was a presence, gentle yet unyielding, that made her believe, just for a moment, that there was more to life than the ache she carried. A presence that whispered in the stillness, as though it had always known her, waiting in the spaces where dreams met reality. In that sacred space, between waking and sleeping, Y/N began to feel the warmth of something new. It was not a dream, but something more-a promise, tender yet powerful, that whispered softly to her soul. "I can't promise you a perfect world, but in this moment, let me be the one who never lets you go." In The Dreamer's Embrace, Y/N begins a journey where the weight of silence starts to lift, revealing a connection she never expected-a love, not of fantasy, but something she's always longed for. Will she open her heart to this strange, beautiful presence, or will the weight of her past keep her trapped in the shadows?

Where Parallels Meet de AnushkaNanda

...because a broken heart, is a sharp object. Almost your average romance...but not quite. What happens when the universe is flawed? How do you undo it all? A tale of love: a sin worth conceiving; and of redemption which is just an idealistic theory. Ananya has been pen friends with Mr. Far-far-away for a decade now, when she finally lands in his city, with a chance to meet him... ...to know what turn fate takes when she implodes into her own emotions... Read Where Parallels Meet. Enjoy! :) (Copyright © 2020 anUShka All rights reserved)

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