Citylights Stories

Five girls. One hidden stairwell. And a promise that maybe growing up would be easier if they did it together. Cass is loud chaos wrapped in layered bracelets and bad ideas. Mae is the quiet heart holding everyone together. Hana turns even the worst days into something worth laughing about. June acts like she hates everyone while secretly caring the most. And Yuna stays hidden beneath oversized hoodies and carefully guarded silence. Between late trains, convenience store snacks, winter grief, and the slow ache of growing older, the five of them build a friendship that begins to feel more like home than anything else. But when loss quietly changes one of them forever, the group learns that loving someone is not about fixing their pain. Sometimes it is simply staying. A soft slice-of-life story about friendship, grief, healing, and the people who remain beside you until the last train comes. #slicoflife #friendship #foundfamily #schoollife #comingofage #comfortstory #healing #grief #highschool #girlgroup #cozystory#citylights #wintervibes #nostalgic #emotional #drama #springvibes #teenfiction #yuriwithoutromance #softstory #realisticfiction #wattpad #untilthelasttraincomes

She was Amitabh Bachchan's mysterious granddaughter. He was Indian cricket's rising star. One random night in London made her fall back in love with life. Then they disappeared from each other for five years. Until one drunk phone call brings the night, and each other, back again. Read to find out. { cricketer x film director }

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He wasn't supposed to fall for her. She wasn't supposed to let him. But between secrets, stolen moments, and a love they can't show... some feelings refuse to stay hidden.

Nila doesn't believe in love.She believes in light, angles, and moments that don't last long enough to hurt her. A bold Sri Lankan photographer in London, she captures everything except people. Because people leave. They always do. Ji-hoon Park doesn't believe in memories. A quiet Korean student, he avoids cameras, avoids attention... and avoids anything that feels too real. Some moments, he thinks, are better forgotten. They shouldn't have met. But one ruined photograph turns into a coffee neither of them wanted... which turns into conversations they didn't expect... which turns into something neither of them knows how to handle. She talks too much. He doesn't talk enough. She runs before people can leave. He stays... even when he shouldn't. In a city full of strangers, two people from different worlds begin to collide- through late-night walks, awkward silences, cultural clashes, and moments that feel too real to ignore. But when the past catches up and fear speaks louder than feelings... Will they let each other go or finally learn how to stay? A slow-burn rom-com filled with humor, heartbreak, travel, and the kind of love that doesn't come easy... but stays.

Just a book of compiled & raw unfinished excerpts lol

❝ My thoughts are stars I could not fathom into constellations. ❞

They met as strangers behind screens just names, ages, and fragments of a life neither fully shared. It was never supposed to matter. And yet, somehow, it did. What started as late-night conversations turned into something neither of them could quite define a quiet constant in worlds that felt too far apart. They didn't know everything about each other. Maybe they didn't need to. Because some connections don't ask for certainty, only presence. But reality has a way of catching up. There are things left unsaid. Truths left hidden. And a distance that feels impossible to cross. Still... There are moments that make you wonder if some people are meant to find each other, or if their connection is fated or willed, that they are bound to stay together.

A simple, short muck around poem about a young girl dreaming that she could fly.

Every time it rains, Isla sees the same boy standing across the street in a black hoodie, watching her like he knows a secret she has forgotten. He never speaks. He never comes closer. And when the rain stops, he disappears. After a tragic accident steals part of her memory, Isla starts finding strange notes, old photographs, and pieces of a love story she cannot remember. The mysterious boy may be the key to her past-but the truth could break her heart all over again.

"I'll be Margo and leave this life behind to become a mystery--one you will never solve." ((Cover picture doesn't belong to me, but to its rightful owner.))

"Life has this tendency to get in the way and shit on you from time to time, but no matter what, I still have music, you know?" He took a breath after saying this. The brown of his eyes reflected the city light clearer than the water ever had. "Yeah," I said, my breath catching as he looked into the distance of the city. It was then I realised that insomnia didn't keep me from dreaming; I had insomnia because I was dreaming. Reya has insomnia, so she walks at night. With her thoughts racing too fast to catch up to, she finds herself taking in the city she loves every night to distract herself. With the overstimulation, she finds herself relaxed and at home. Harry lives everywhere in the city - or, rather, he lives nowhere. With an adventurous look at his roofless situation, he explores the entire city every night to find his next settlement for the next few hours. With the endless buildings and curves, he finds himself relaxed and yearning for home. When the two cross paths, it only takes one person to ask for the time to begin intertwining the lives of an extroverted introvert that loves the imperfect city and an easygoing free-spirit that has seen its entirety. All Rights Reserved © Copyrights analiciapaloma 2017 Book Cover Design by Analicia Feliciano

They fight. They flirt. They save the world. Nono and Nuu aren't your ordinary couple - behind their late-night rooftop talks and school fights, they're hiding a secret that could shatter everything. And when a face from the past shows up with dangerous plans... everything they built might come crashing down.

A couple slips into the back of an Uber on a warm San Francisco night, headed toward an election party they may not belong at. What unfolds is a quiet, humorous, and tender reflection on honesty, discomfort, and the small, strange rituals of fitting in. A story about showing up, passing through, and maybe belonging-if only for a moment. #shortfiction #belonging #urbanstory #immigrantvoice #quietliterature #electionnight #softrebellion #humanmoments

A quiet walk, a sudden threat, and a stranger who steps into the darkness for her. Sometimes safety isn't found in light - but in the shadow that stays by your side.

Wielka ulewa i samotność opanowała miasto. Ona pali i obserwuje tłum, on z baru dostrzega żarzący się czubek oraz dym okalający jej twarz. To ty jesteś główną postacią! Wjedź do opowieści o sobie samej i przekonaj się jak się skończy spotkanie oczu twoich i Filipa. Fanfic nie ma nic wspólnego z rzeczywistością poza postacią Taco Hemingwaya ;)

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