histórias de Alonetogether

BOOK 1.1 of Rathoreverse Seventeen-year-old Tia Malik had everything loving parents, laughter-filled days, and a home that always felt safe. Until one day, everything shattered. Left alone, Tia finds herself surrounded by people she once knew her father's old friends, the Rathores a family she admired from afar, but never imagined would become her own. They aren't her blood, yet they open their hearts to her as if she always belonged. But how can she call them family when they share no name, no lineage only love?

He had a perfect family. A loving wife, two wonderful kids, and a life free of complications. She wasn't searching for him, yet fate placed her at his doorstep. He wasn't ready for her, yet her existence shattered his perfect life. Now, the ties of blood demand a place in his world-but is there space for her in a family that never knew she belonged? ◇Read to know more.

What's supposed to be a chaotic Christmas getaway with family, teammates, and half the Formula 1 grid turns into Oscar Piastri's worst (and strangest) nightmare: everyone leaves without him. Trapped alone in a too-quiet house over Christmas, Oscar is left to wrestle with creaking floors, lingering memories, and the kind of loneliness that gets louder the longer it sits. Between missed flights, unexpected FaceTimes, and one very familiar orange sock, this is a soft, funny, slightly haunting holiday story about being left behind - and realizing you might not be as alone as you think.

Nie żyję, po prostu zabijam czas. [druga część opowiadania Alone Together]

These are random little "things" I wrote about a girl or for a friend. I've decided that I wanted to publish the stories and of course I'm going to change some of the names for privacy reasons. Each story, I'll use a different name. Maybe I will occasionally go back to a name. Maybe not. That being said, not every story will have been about the same person (clearly). Only I will really know who each one is truly about unless I publicize it. Of course I will tell the person that I wrote it for/about because I always send my stories to the people I wrote them for/about if we talk still. Some stories will be connected. If I start having too many connected to each other, I will move them and end up making it into an entire book. I'll try to make a note at the beginning of a part if it is connected to another, and state which piece it is connected to. Maybe. If I decide to clarify that it is in fact connected to something. Maybe I'll just leave it up to the readers to decide which ones they think go together?

a bunch of night thoughts that i wrote looking at the moon. the moon is the only witness of my feelings of love, lust, hope and sorrow. -lower case intended

"My book contains different shades of emotions." Hope you can relate with all emotions. Give love and support. K E E P R E A D I N G -Sawmya❤ Ps. #4 micropoetry 💙 02 Oct, 2020 #17 alonetogether 💙 30 Sep, 2020 I am so glad. Thank you Readers and Writers. I love you. 💜 Thank you for 100+ views. I am so happy. Keep supporting my work. Much love. Have a great day ahead.💛

I am only a Fool for you and May be you're too Good for me !

Sad poems and stories that are relatable so you know you aren't alone.

Late Night Thoughts as we think about all the terrible things that happened in our life.

A collection of deep poetry

There is this guy, I am absolutely in love with. Emotions are bound to be aroused and he did but not just the good ones, the ugly ones too. Love as an experience is not just happiness and this man made me feel this range in a way no man ever has.

///SHORT-STORY/// In a universe bound by fragile balance, two souls are born-one of radiant light, the other of consuming darkness. They are destined to yearn for each other, drawn together by a love that transcends time and space. Yet, their union is a cosmic impossibility: their touch would unravel the very fabric of existence, plunging the world into chaos. Through fleeting encounters and whispered confessions, they confront the torment of their forbidden love. The universe itself stands as their prison, forcing them into an eternal cycle of longing and separation. Each moment apart feels like death; each moment together threatens annihilation. This poetic tale of heartbreak explores the weight of duty, the pain of sacrifice, and the haunting ache of a love that must remain unfulfilled. Eclipsed Eternity is a soul-shattering reflection on the beauty of impossible connections and the devastation of an eternal longing that can never be satisfied.

Feeling lonely and searching for comfort, she asks him for a simple request. Is he going to let her down?

Vreau să scriu. Despre mine, despre tine, despre noi, despre ai noștri, despre zilele în care trăim, despre cele trecute. O să pun aici gânduri intime, sincere, trăiri personale, iubirile întâlnite, despărțiri lăsate să se întâmple. Vreau să scriu ce gândesc. Bănuiesc că nu o să mă citească nimeni, dar dacă va exista totuși cineva, îi mulțumesc.

In the beginning, Sofía Garcia was a bright little girl, filled with dreams and an unshakeable zest for life. She cherished the simple joys of childhood, the warmth of her family, and the endless possibilities that the world seemed to offer. But as she grows, life becomes a series of challenges that slowly chip away at her spirit. A Flicker of Hope is a poignant and deeply personal journey through the highs and lows of Sofía's life. From the innocent laughter of her early years to the dark clouds of despair that threaten to consume her, this story explores the delicate balance between hope and hopelessness. As Sofía navigates the harsh realities of the world, she struggles to hold on to the light within her, even as it dims with each passing day. This novel is a raw and honest portrayal of mental health, resilience, and the human spirit. It's a story for anyone who has ever felt like they were losing their way, and a reminder that even in our darkest moments, there is always a flicker of hope.

compiling what I've been verbally hiding behind my gleeful eyes and all my meaningful smiles ----------------- some of my feelings I silently bears without you knowing I've silently spoken lots of inappropriate swears ------------------ just train of thoughts of mine and turn to words that rhyme ready to confine to the feelings I badly want to define ------------------ some may you might not understand for it is my language, came from my native land ready to vanquish, of what's in my mind ------------------ once I said, "life is better." now, I realize, "life is bitter." life is an upside down everywhere believe me or not, but I swear

A plague suddenly appeared and ripped through humanity, some called it divine punishment, chemical warfare, or just plain bad luck. Those left in the sickening world who tried to survive Everyone that was left fled to the coast, lost to the sickness or succumbed to the horrid side of humanity. Bless those who remain- alone in a graveyard.

If you ever feel sad or hurt these are for you

After a while of welcomes and questions, a sorrowful silence came upon the group. No one spoke for a few moments. Everything just seemed so... Chaotic, despite the silence. Everything was gone. As if the truth had gripped us tight and began to chase us toward our doom. But, despite the sad situation, I saw Angelica out of the corner of my eye, a determined look spreading her face. "We are alone," Zach comments, his eyebrows burrowed into his eyes. "But we are together." Angelica declared, a smile spreading her face. "Alone together."