Bittersweet Stories

She loved him loudly. He loved her quietly-only when it was convenient. Leah believed two years of love meant security, a future, a place she could finally call hers. Yet, every time it mattered, he chose someone else. A best friend. A familiar comfort. A silence that hurts more than betrayal. This is a story about emotional neglect, unspoken loyalties, and the slow realization that love without priority is a form of loss. It asks a difficult question: How long can you stay where you are never fully chosen?

You attracted the attention of some strange individuals... Good luck. (MOST CHAPTERS WILL BE ONESHOTS, SOME MAY GET SEQUELS. FEEL FREE TO REQUEST.) Cover is Kisara from Engage Kiss.

She loved him for as long as she could remember. He was her childhood best friend-her first and only love. But to him, she was just a friend. Nothing more. Years passed, and still, her feelings stayed the same... even when he didn't feel the same way. It was a one-sided love she never gave up on. Through high school, through college, she kept hoping. Wishing. Waiting. Until after graduation... something changed. But sometimes, love comes too late. And some stories don't get the happy ending they deserve. "Maybe someday... he would love her too. But maybe someday... is not today."

*She asked for freedom and learned what it cost.* ________________________________________ This is a story about three people bound by the same love - and separated by the moment they were ready to choose it. Lisa loved Jennie deeply, but mistook freedom for distance and reassurance for presence. When she asked for space, she didn't realize she was letting go of the one person who had been staying all along. Jennie learned what it meant to stop asking, to stop waiting, and to choose herself without bitterness. In the aftermath, she rebuilt her life piece by piece - discovering that love doesn't disappear when it's quiet, and that being seen can feel like coming home. Chaeyoung had loved Jennie patiently since college, never demanding space, never forcing timing. She stayed when it hurt, waited without disappearing, and arrived not as a replacement - but as someone who was finally met. Told through parallel points of view, this is a story about presence, regret, healing, and the devastating truth that sometimes the greatest love of your life doesn't leave you - you leave it. And sometimes, someone else stays.

It's been six whole years since three heroic children saved Xadia and the human kingdoms. Six years since Aaravos died... Life should be peaceful... but it's anything but. Rayla and Callum are navigating love, duty, and a secret that could change everything. As old enemies stir and new challenges arise, every choice carries the risk of destroying all they've fought for-and all that matters. Can they face what's coming... together? Or will it all fall apart?

In the Pride Ring, everyone is a performer. For Eclipse, the performance is a MESS. To the Radio Demon, she is a partner from a blood-stained New Orleans past. To the Media Overlord, she is a fascinating glitch in a high-definition world. But beneath the disheveled layers lies an ancient secret. Eclipse is no common demon; she is a celestial exile, hand-picked by Death for a singular, desperate mission. She is also a heavily fucked up anti-hero with a personality disorder. A Holy War is brewing; a conflict so devastating it will force God to wipe the slate of creation clean, only to start with another Adam and Eve. At the center of the storm stands Vox. Eclipse's task isn't to destroy him, but to do something far more difficult: she must change his path. She must dismantle his ambition without extinguishing his light. But as she weaves her shadow into his digital empire, the mission begins to bleed into reality. She was sent to save the world from his choices, but as she falls for the man behind the screen, she must face a terrifying confrontation with herself. *I am uncomfortable with referring to the reader as Y/N, so the reader will be addressed with the name above* Started: Dec 16, 2025 Ended:

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A student at an all-girls high school begins having dreams that don't feel like dreams. They're too specific. Too emotional. A boy's voice calling her name through static. Fingers brushing hers on a crowded bus. The feeling of standing at a train platform knowing she's about to lose something she hasn't had yet. She meets him by accident. He goes to a boys' high school across the river. He recognizes her instantly. She doesn't recognize him at all. *** Han Seo-rin has always dreamed of moments she hasn't lived yet. A voice she doesn't recognize. A feeling of loss that arrives too early. She believes the dreams are harmless, until one day a boy from a neighboring school catches her mid-fall, looks at her face, and drops her without a word before walking away. Lim Joon-ho is quiet, distant, and seems determined to avoid her at all costs. Drawn together by coincidence, and late-90s Seoul's narrow in-between spaces, Seo-rin finds herself caught between a boy who keeps leaving and another who chooses her openly. As her dreams slowly begin to fade, Seo-rin must decide whether love is something meant to be held onto... or something that only exists for a moment. Tomorrow, I Already Knew You is a nostalgic, slow-burn romance about first love, fate, and the cost of knowing too much too soon. #1 IN KOREAN ROMANCE (2-24-26)

She has always moved through the world quietly, a shadow among glittering crowds and endless expectations. From a young age, she learned how to survive, how to support others, even before she understood what those words truly meant. Beneath the shimmer and wealth, there is a girl who longs to be seen-for herself, not for the role she's been forced to play. To find her own path, her own voice, in a world that never stopped speaking over her. He is a man born of gold, heir to a powerful empire, yet haunted by the shadows of his past. He learned to hide his emotions before he could even hold a pen, suppressing every instinct, every desire. He struggles to feel love, yet craves it fiercely, longing to be understood, to be seen for who he truly is beneath the polished exterior. And then, fate brings them together. In a room full of laughter, music, and glittering lights, he sees her. Not as a quiet girl in the corner, not as someone to be admired from afar-he sees her. Truly. And she does not yet know that he has been watching her, noticing every small gesture, every fleeting expression, for years. Every look, every moment carries a weight of unspoken longing, and one night will change everything.

The school year kicks off with poems that quite literally bring the classroom to life, and an elegant girl from Japan whose cherry blossom hairpin might be more than just a pretty accessory. But as snowflakes fall indoors and rivers replace rugs, not everyone is thrilled by Naomi's sudden spotlight.

They called her the strong one. The kind one. The easy daughter. She'll be fine. Hindi natin kailangan mag-alala diyan." But the "strong girl" they were proud was quietly losing the will to see another morning. She was the sunshine friend. The joker. The safe place. What they didn't know was this: The girl who saves everyone was slowly disappearing. This is not a story about a girl who got saved. This is a story about a girl who kept choosing to stay...until one day, she got tired too.

⌞ ‎ꫂ᭪݁𝗪𝗛𝗘𝗥𝗘𝗜𝗡 ⌝ Kang Sae-rom has lived her life behind glass. Raised in a house where disappointment is quieter than love and expectations bruise deeper than hands ever could, she learns early that survival means composure. At seventeen, she is already perfected - sharp, untouchable, winter embodied. Then she meets a boy in the rain. Sunoo is warmth without calculation, light without demand. He stands beside her on an empty highway with an umbrella tilted carelessly in her favor, smiling like storms are temporary things. She doesn't believe in warmth. But she begins to crave it. And when the chance of a lifetime calls him away - a stage brighter than anything she could ever offer - Sae-rom is forced to confront the truth: Sometimes love is not about holding on; it's about refusing to become the cage. ⁀➴ ꜰʟᴜꜰꜰ ⁀➴ʀᴏᴍᴀɴᴄᴇ ⁀➴ʙɪᴛᴛᴇʀꜱᴡᴇᴇᴛ ⁀➴ ᴅᴀʀᴋ

| "Forget with me." He murmured against her lips. "Please..." It wasn't right. She knew that this cycle... this SOMETHING between them wasn't right... But she was equally as wanting as him to let it wash away everything else in the world...| While working her part-time job, Isla meets a young man on the verge of proposing to his girlfriend. Weeks later, their paths cross again at her second job with a photography company, where she learns they must collaborate on an event-he as one of the models. However, his proposal was rejected, leaving him bitter toward Isla and those around him. Together, they must navigate their project while confronting the shadows of their past and the regrets that haunt them both.

Some love stories don't ask to be remembered. They simply refuse to be forgotten Kolkata, 2012. She was poetry barely held together by silence. He was certainty laced with soft rebellion. When Maheshwari and Dev met, it felt like the city itself leaned in to listen. This is not a story of forever. It is a story of now. Of stolen glances in stairwells, of old songs on rainy evenings, of secrets so fragile they felt like paper left out in the monsoon. A love born under curfews, hidden behind textbooks, carried on late-night calls and old Bollywood songs. Years pass. Cities change. But memory doesn't follow the rules of distance or time. Fragments of poetry and memory write this story because what is life if not made of memories and nows and their dance with each other. Told in fragments of poetry and memory, Maheshwari and Dev is a haunting, tender story of first love, lost letters, and the chance that sometimes... the ending isn't the end.

In the hushed corridors of a university library, Elena and Marin have built a friendship out of shared silences, late-night cataloging, and the comfort of knowing someone always understands. But when they uncover a forgotten collection of journals, written by a woman who once hid her forbidden love for her closest friend, their routine is shattered. As they pore over the entries, Elena feels the past pressing against her own heart. The words on the page echo the feelings she has never dared to speak. Marin is captivated by the story, unaware that Elena is living it in real time. The deeper they dive into the archive, the more the journals become a mirror: of longing, of secrecy, of the fragile line between friendship and something more. And when they reach the final, unfinished entry, a confession never made. Elena must decide whether to remain silent or risk rewriting history with her own voice. The Archive of Us is a tender, atmospheric exploration of hidden love, the weight of unspoken truths, and the courage it takes to turn silence into story.

When someone experiences devastating heartbreak, reality rewrites small moments in the past to ease the pain. Only Archivists remember the original timeline. Seventeen-year-old Mara Vale is the youngest Archivist assigned to monitor romantic distortions. She records love stories before they are altered - preserving the truth in a hidden plane called The Stacks. Then she meets Jude Arlen. A boy whose timeline is... unstable. He has been rewritten five times. Every time he falls in love, the world erases the relationship before it can break him. But this time, Mara remembers him. And worse - she's beginning to love him. If she lets his heartbreak happen, reality will rewrite him again. If she interferes, she could fracture the timeline permanently.

Finding a penny on the ground is considered good luck. But what about finding a dead body? Probably not. Instead of an ordinary day for Felix, he finds someone dear to him on a riverbank, surrounded by both blood and confusion. What he realizes is that this isn't the first time. It's the second. And whatever happened before is happening again. Something is connected. Something is off. But what? As unbearable past secrets unveil, friendships break, trust wears thin, he realizes that those that truly hurt you are the ones closest. He's left to wrestle with grief, guilt, and the horrible realization that the truth hurts more than it heals. And questions. Many, many questions. Statement One features Felix's case on how this happened and went down, told from entirely his perspective as he pieces together the events that led him there, and the case that would come to define him.

When Asher Parker leaves Rosemount, he doesn't just leave behind a small town-he leaves Lily James. Five years grow between them, filled with missed moments, half-remembered conversations, and the quiet pull of a first love that never quite lets go. Life moves forward, even when hearts lag behind. Lily builds her world piece by piece, chasing dreams and learning who she is on her own. Still, certain moments have a way of leading her back to Asher-memories woven into the places they once shared. Asher follows a path of his own, finding friendship, freedom, and a life he thought he wanted, even as Lily remains a constant in the back of his mind. When fate draws him home again, they meet as different people-older, braver, and shaped by time apart. What they shared still lingers, familiar and fragile, leaving them to wonder if what they once were can grow into something new. Because some echoes don't fade-they wait to be heard again.

Life can sometimes give you lemons, often you can feel like a menace to society, more importantly to your own self. Life is always black and white. There is a hope that blooms in my heart, wanting to capture the true colors. But time to time that feels impossible. Until I saw you. You were my color in a field full of sunflowers. All those colors where only black and white but you.. I saw you in all colors. That day felt like a new start, the start of the innocence of 29 days. This is my first book, written from a place of emotion, memory, and quiet longing. Any kind of support means more than you know. Feel free to leave your thoughts - I'd love to hear how the story made you feel. I hope you find a part of yourself in these pages.

Regulus Black has always been the perfect son of a notorious family, a model Slytherin, loyal to blood and tradition. But inside, he is quietly rebelling. Haunted by the absence of those he admires -Sirius, Andromeda, and James - he struggles to reconcile the boy he is with the man his family demands him to be. Caught between duty and conscience, loyalty and desire, Regulus must navigate a world of cruelty and expectation while secretly yearning to be brave, to love, and to belong. Every choice he makes echoes the things left unsaid, the friendships abandoned, and the life he might have had.