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A story that doesn't begin with love... it begins with chance. With small, unnoticed moments... a seat taken by coincidence, a glance that lasted a second longer, a conversation that wasn't supposed to happen. And somehow, those little accidents kept finding their way back-turning strangers into friends, and friends into something deeper... Something they never really named. Maybe that's what made it real - That some connections don't need closeness to survive. They didn't come back to each other with grand moments or perfect timing. It was simple... almost ordinary. Until one day, in the middle of nothing special, she felt it-this wasn't just comfort anymore. It was deeper, softer, and a little frightening. And she said it. Not perfectly, not with certainty... just honestly, the way feelings arrive when they've been waiting too long. What followed wasn't a fairytale. It was something quieter... something that felt like truth. Staying back a little longer than necessary... finding reasons in small conversations... turning fleeting minutes into something that felt enough. It wasn't about having all the time in the world - It was about making whatever time they had, matter. But with a kind of choice that doesn't need to be spoken every day. Because some stories don't survive on being together all the time - They survive on being understood, even in absence. This isn't a story about endings. It's about how not every distance is a loss. Sometimes, it's just a different way of holding on. Somewhere in this, you'll find a piece of your own story - The one that never really ended... just paused, waiting to be understood differently. Aryan... isn't a character. He is real. This isn't just fiction. It's a story that lived... and still does. Some stories are written. Some are lived. And this one... still is.

I TOLD SUNSET ABOUT YOU 🌇 A Nigerian coming-of-age heartbreak that begins with a scream in the night. I was only a boy-barely grown, barely ready. But that night, everything changed. My mother woke up sweating, trembling... and mad. She held my baby brother like he was the last thing tethering her to this world- Then she ran. Into the dark. And never came back the same. Left with a one-year-old baby, a dead phone line, and no clue if I'd ever see my mother whole again, I did what any boy shouldn't have to do: I survived. This is my story. The story of how I raised my brother, chased ghosts at sunset, and held on to the memory of a mother whose heart broke too loud for the world to hear. ✨ If you've ever watched someone fade but refused to forget them-this story is yours too. THIS NOVEL HAS BEEN PUBLISHED AND IT'S AVAILABLE FOR PURCHASE @ AMAZON, SELAR.CO ETC. Copyright © [2025] Chelsea Maya Victory Johnson. All rights reserved. This book is an original work by Chelsea Victory Johnson. No part of this story may be copied, reproduced, distributed, or transmitted in any form or by any means, including photocopying, recording, or other electronic or mechanical methods, without the prior written permission of the author, except in the case of brief quotations for reviews or promotional purposes. This story is published exclusively on Wattpad by the author. Any unauthorized reposting, copying, or adaptation of this work on any platform is strictly prohibited and will be subject to legal action. For permissions or inquiries, please contact the author directly.

What does it feel like when your body is fighting a fever, but your heart is hit by a reality far more lethal? For Lara, two weeks of illness were a living hell. Not because of the physical pain, but because she had to watch her husband's promises crumble on the street alongside another woman. The betrayal was made perfect when a mocking message appeared on her screen, flaunting an intimacy shared while Lara lay helpless. Amidst the scent of medicine and the hollow echoes of her home, Lara must choose: to crumble into dust, or to transform her tears into lethal ink. This isn't just a story of betrayal; it's about a woman reclaiming the pen of her destiny and proving that dignity cannot be bought with cheap apologies.

She Who Turned Pain Into Pages is the true-life story of Maelyra Camirose - a woman whose journey was carved through hardship, heartbreak, and profound loss, yet who found her greatest strength in the act of writing. Born into a world that often felt unkind and unforgiving, Maelyra faced challenges that would have broken many: grief, uncertainty, and the weight of carrying memories she could not share. For years, she wandered through life feeling adrift, as though her story was never truly her own to tell. But everything changed when she picked up a pen. What began as quiet scribbles in a tattered notebook slowly became her refuge - a place where pain could be transformed into words, where sorrow could be shaped into something meaningful, and where her voice, long silenced, could finally be heard. Through writing, Maelyra learned to embrace her past not as a burden, but as the foundation of who she was becoming. Step by step, page by page, she turned her wounds into wisdom and her struggles into stories that resonate with the quiet courage found in every human heart. This is more than just a memoir; it is a testament to the healing power of words, and proof that even the deepest pain can bloom into something beautiful. As Maelyra discovered, not every scar leaves a mark - some leave a masterpiece. Disclaimer: Based on real experiences, but some details have been changed for privacy; scenes reflect the author's perspective only. It is a personal account, not professional advice. All rights reserved - reproduction without permission is prohibited.

Mya mastered smiling in rooms where she felt invisible. She learned how to say "I'm good" even when her chest felt heavy. She posted wins while silently fighting battles nobody clapped for. Because where she's from, you don't break down. You level up. And she did.

yes.

A girl in a world of hate and rejection. Being Apart of lgbtq+ is hard and everyone ditches you. Are you really all that bad though?

This is a fanfic about this guy who has made the starting of bullying me and my friends (not completely sure if it's bullying because nothing has really happened to me yet, but to my friends). I just want to say that this man is a jerk. He's homophobic, calls me and my friends slurs(f slur), they are just picking at us during lunch, and much more. One quick note before reading, none of the chapters relate to each other. They're all just random one-shot that have no relating story. Another thing, sometimes the writing will be bad, sometimes it will be good. Just don't expect it to be perfect.

"Whisper" is based on a chilling real incident shared by Nancy Dawson, the wife of psychologist Dr. James Dawson. Everything was fine... until he joined a new mental hospital. Slowly, his behavior changed. Silent dinners, sleepless nights-and then one night, Nancy saw something that made her question reality. Who was he talking to at 3 AM under that tree? Sometimes, whispers are not just in your head... [PART 1 - Real Horror, Psychological Mystery, Based on True Events]

Based on real life events. I swear I'm not on meth. No promises about heroin.

When Coleen's boyfriend Darrel breaks up with her, she felt as if her life was about to end and that no one can ever help her heal the pain she was feeling inside----until she meets Railey, the skaterboy slash thespian slash oh-my-gods-he-is-so-muy-gwapito castmate of hers that she met at the summer workshop she joined when she was trying to distract herself from the pain that she was trying hard to escape from. Will her feelings for Darrel remain or will her heart learn to sing, act and even dance to the beat of a brand new love's drum?

Sadie, is a teenage girl forced to clean out her Grandmother's attic. As she begins cleaning she notices an old, dusty Diary, curiosity over takes her as she wants to know what is written inside. This is the story etched into the old, abandoned book.

Daliyla and Damian have this attraction towards each other but can't make a move as it's forbidden... how will things work out?

When Sky's adoptive parents die in a freak accident she realises she never told them her story. The haunting and revealing story based on real life events in Mexico.

A one shot story on a complicated love between a boy and a girl.

Chapter 1: "Why?" Stella asks herself. Like so many times in the past few days. No, weeks. No, months. "Why him?" Tears form in her eyes. It's the best and the worst to think about Jayce. & Chapter 2: Some time later...

I need a savor. all I do is drink. I see grey or even blackness half the time. nothing is at it seems. I have no life. all of my worries are self made. I need help but who can help someone like me? I crave darkness and pain. nothing else matters. when HE enters my life I had no idea who he was. nothing about him made since. yet still I though of him alot. he was druggie. that much I could tell. he seemed so....dark. that what I needed. someone on my side. finally.

Hello, reader. I see what you might be thinking. 'Is this book worth the read?' might be going through your brilliant mind. Yes, I called you brilliant. That's because you are. Maybe you just like the cover, or maybe someone recommended it to you. Either way, this book is the way to Survive the Friendzone. DISCLAIMER- This is not a step-by-step book.

"why did u broke up with him?" "he broke my trust, i guess. how about you? it's trust isnt it? its always about trust." "it isnt. its loyalty this time."

connie is quirky, popular and loves a good laugh; emotionless is as his name states. the latter finds it hard to warm up to anybody, and the former wishes to change that. when connie asks for him to kiss their leg better, a spark emerges. will their story end unrequited, or will they be the perfect match?