Confession Stories

WATTPAD ORIGINAL EDITION Seven letters, seven confessions, seven clues. Elliot Parker has what he needs to find out who killed his best friend... But is he hunting down the killer? Or is the killer hunting him? ***** When Colton Crest returns, unharmed, to his small town after mysteriously disappearing for two months, his best friend Elliot Parker breathes a sigh of relief. But days later, on the night before graduation, Elliot finds Colton in the lake. Dead. And on the day of his funeral, Elliot finds a letter in his jacket pocket with four words that send him spiralling: I killed Colton Crest. There are six more letters to find, six more confessions about Colton, six more clues to uncover why he was murdered. Elliot has no choice but to play this sick scavenger hunt, and with each new revelation, he begins to question whether he really knew Colton - or anyone else in that little town of dark secrets. [[word count: 100,000-150,000 words]]

Some stories begin with love. Some begin with pain. And some begin with two strangers who were never supposed to understand each other... yet somehow did. They met at the wrong time, in the wrong situation, carrying hearts filled with silence, scars, and unfinished feelings. What started as simple conversations slowly became something deeper-something neither friendship nor love could fully explain. But not every beautiful connection gets an easy ending. Between distance, misunderstandings, hidden emotions, and the fear of losing each other, they must decide-are some people meant to stay forever, or are they only lessons written into our lives for a short while? A story of emotions, unspoken feelings, healing, and the kind of bond that changes a person forever.

Liv Romero has always been better at writing her feelings than saying them out loud. Sa pagitan ng pagtulong niya sa café ng kanyang ama at pagsusulat ng mga liham na hindi niya kailanman balak ibigay, tahimik niyang minahal si Jameson Beaumont. He's the smartest student in school. With his effortless charm and a smile, he could undo Olivia in seconds. Labinlimang taong gulang siya nang mangyari ang unang halik nila ni Jameson. Isang halik na hindi niya inaasahan. Isang halik na hindi niya makakalimutan. Pero matapos ang gabing iyon, tila may nagbago. Hindi na sila ulit nagusap ni Jameson. Years passed with nothing but stolen glances, unfinished conversations and words left unsaid. Hanggang sa dumating ang summer vacation bago ang kanilang huling taon sa high school at doon nagsimulang magbago ang lahat. The distance between them feels smaller and the silence feels heavier. For the first time, Olivia begins to wonder if maybe Jameson feels the same. Now, as their last year together approaches, Olivia must decide. Will she keep hiding behind letters never meant to be read? Or will she finally risk her heart and let him know the truth? Because some love stories don't begin with a confession. Some begin with a kiss and years of unfinished feelings.

You can find some one-shots and two-shots of PraShiv. Basically, sometimes I get good idea for stories of PraShiv, but I can't add them in my current stories cause they are far different from the ideas or I should say they are far behind that track. Hehehehe ~ Hope you'll like them, and if yes, then make sure to vote!! ✨

𝑰𝑵 𝑾𝑯𝑰𝑪𝑯 ୧ ‧₊˚ ⋅ɞ →⠀﹐⠀╱⠀﹐⠀⨟⠀two hearts gradually intertwine to seal their inevitable love story! ── FAME ALTERNATE UNIVERSE ✶ walkerscobell x oc | male x female chanelkoii✍

You were supposed to marry the safe choice. The right choice. The choice everyone would clap for. But Midoriya Izuku has been holding a truth in his chest for years quiet, patient, devastating. One confession cracks your life open... and one night beneath falling cherry blossoms changes everything. Warnings & Notes: All characters are adults Romance/Angst Emotional cheating themes (feelings/confession before breakup) Breakup Heavy kissing/making out Suggestive intimacy Consent/aftercare

Raffy Moretti, An Italian Professor who came across countries to pursue the only thing he ever loved Education Teaching Sharing Knowledge to curious kids What started as a normal journey soon intensifies as he meets her a new student that transfered from France to California A French Girl that was in love with poem and it's artistry, Valentina Seraphine Auclair The challenge he never knew he would face The Past he willingly walked into The Forbidden Romance he got into ~~~ " Leave, Wisdom! " her mother hurried her " But, Mom- she was cut off before she could form a full sentence " Leave, this immediate hour, before they come for you, I'll handle your father! " Her mother reassured Unwillingly, she vanished from France after hugging her mother a goodbye and thanking her one last time ~~~ "Hi!" A girl greeted her "Hello!" She greeted back smiling "I'm your new roommate, the girl informed her, What's your name? " the girl asked " It's Valentina, Call me Val!" she told the girl ~~~~ And just like that the story of Yes, Professor! following a teenage girl's life as she navigates through her academic journey began to unfold ~~~~ Age Gap Forbidden Romance Tension Mysterious Girl Open Book Guy ~~~ Raffy Moretti Valentina Seraphine Auclair ~~~ A tale of unveiling, obsession, forbidden romance and acceptance of each other ~~~ Let's dive into the story of Yes, Professor! Curious readers - lavendernoir Read on Wattpad

She wanted to die, but she also wanted to live. She had so many dreams, yet everything felt so heavy. She tried to open up to God but received no response, so she confessed everything anyway knowing there was still someone who would hear every word she wanted to say, every secret she wanted to share. Little did she know, the person listening was her ex-lover. He had chosen to become a priest because he loved her so deeply that he could never love anyone else after she left him.

A Cathedral of Longing Book II: The Theology of Grief Some griefs are never buried. They become part of the way we speak, remember, and love. The Theology of Grief is a collection of letters written in the aftermath of longing. Filled with unsent confessions, lingering devotion, and the silence left behind by unfinished love, these pages explore the sacredness of mourning someone who still exists in memory but no longer in reach. Each letter reads like a prayer for the lost, the almost-loved, and the parts of ourselves that disappeared with them.

We promised to always be best friends... but no one said anything about falling in love.

Loving someone in silence is both the bravest and the most painful thing you can do. Shin Ryujin has always been good at hiding her feelings-especially the ones she knows she shouldn't have. To everyone else, she's confident, playful, and effortlessly cool. But deep down, Ryujin carries a secret she's never dared to say out loud: she's been in love with Hwang Yeji for years. Yeji is warm, radiant, and impossible not to adore. She laughs easily, cares deeply, and treats Ryujin with a kindness that makes Ryujin's heart ache even more. To Yeji, Ryujin is her closest friend-someone she trusts, someone she relies on, someone she never imagines could love her in that way. As days turn into nights filled with lingering glances, accidental touches, and moments that feel a little too intimate to be just friendship, Ryujin finds herself torn between protecting her heart and risking everything for the truth. Meanwhile, Yeji begins to notice the way Ryujin looks at her when she thinks no one is watching-and starts questioning feelings she never knew she had.

An Epistolary. Dream university or nothing-that was Khyzia Mielle Alcazar's motto in her life. Not until one mistake brought her to Agarva Chase Alcantara, slowly turning a simple accident into something she couldn't name. What happens when a single mistake blooms, making everything fall into place? Will their hearts learn to beat in the same rhythm, or there are things meant to exist in the pauses..... only felt between heartbeats? published : 05.15.26

Some feelings rot in silence. Some love stories never become stories at all. The Words I Will Never Say is a collection of raw, intimate literary pieces about longing, grief, love, anger, memory, and the unbearable weight of things left unsaid. Written in moments of vulnerability and overthinking, these pieces explore what it means to feel too much in a world that teaches people to stay quiet. For the ones who loved softly, lost deeply, and carried entire conversations in their heads long after the goodbye. These are the confessions, apologies, and truths that never made it past my lips.

𝐀𝐌𝐀𝐘𝐀 𝐓𝐑𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐃𝐈 (24) Some girls cry loudly. Some break visibly. Amaya Trivedi learned to shatter in silence. At twenty-four, she had already seen enough to stop believing in fairytales. Trust, to her, was fragile - once broken, it never returned the same. So she stopped trying. Stopped hoping. Stopped expecting people to stay. Her world became smaller. It fit between soft sunsets, quiet rooftops, and the comforting weight of a book resting against her chest. The sky never judged her tears. Stories never walked away. Silence never lied. She didn't hate love. She just didn't believe it chose girls like her. With calm eyes and a guarded heart, Amaya Trivedi existed - not loudly, not brightly but beautifully in her own quiet way. 𝐘𝐔𝐕𝐀𝐍𝐒𝐇 𝐀𝐆𝐀𝐑𝐖𝐀𝐋 (26) At twenty-six, he carried warmth like it was stitched into his soul. He loved too easily, laughed too openly, and believed life was meant to be felt, not merely survived. A guitar slung over his shoulder. Car keys spinning around his fingers. Midnight drives with music loud enough to silence overthinking. He was the type who would text, "Reached home?" The type who would wait outside just to make sure you felt safe. The type who fell in love slowly... but completely. People called him carefree. But Yuvansh noticed things. He believed in love, not the loud, dramatic kind. But the steady kind. The kind that stays. He just didn't know yet... that somewhere beneath a guarded sky, a heart was waiting to remember what warmth felt like. If Amaya was the quiet sky before a storm, Yuvansh Agarwal was the sun breaking through it. ~nanswritess

Ever since the Byers started living with the Wheelers Mike has felt different. He begins battling his own internal conflicts daily while trying to keep away from Will. As much as he wants to stay away he can't get enough of him. Mike is torn between forever wondering or letting his guard down and confessing how he really feels to Will.

Some little short pieces that tie into the world of the Wasteland.

Julian Cross believes he is in control-of his life, his reputation, and the narratives people try to build around him. To him, therapy is not a necessity, but a strategy. A calculated step toward refinement. Toward proving that he is not the version of himself others have chosen to remember. But beneath the surface of measured conversations and clinical silence, something begins to shift. Patterns emerge. Questions sharpen. And as Julian revisits the moments everyone else refuses to forget, a quiet, unsettling realization takes hold-some stories don't fade... they wait. And someone, somewhere, may be waiting too. As perception tightens around him and past encounters begin to echo louder than before, Julian is forced into a confrontation he cannot control-not with the world, but with himself. Because the difference between misunderstanding and harm is no longer abstract, and the cost of getting it wrong is no longer just reputation-it's truth, accountability, and the fragile line between who he believes he is and who he might actually be. Tense, intimate, and psychologically suffocating, Absolution unfolds in the quiet spaces between words-where silence speaks louder than confession, and control begins to feel indistinguishable from denial. Because in the end, the most dangerous version of a man isn't the one who knows what he's done... -it's the one who's convinced himself he hasn't.

"𝙅𝙖𝙚𝙮𝙪𝙣." I never knew who gave you that name, yet from the moment I first saw you, I knew it was too ethereal to belong to anyone but you. Your eyes were crystal. Clear enough to reflect light. Sharp enough to cut. Beautiful enough to make danger feel like devotion. And buried in your chest was a heart made of the same-as if someone had carved it out of crystal and left it there in place of your own. We lived in a world where such a heart was a liability-where loving someone of your own sex was a crime punishable by death. I thought I was protecting you. I was wrong. This is not a story I ever meant to tell. But I can no longer watch it remain buried. - 𝙇𝙚𝙚 𝙃𝙚𝙚𝙨𝙚𝙪𝙣𝙜. Started:- 25/05/2026 Ended:- 25/05/2026

Brianna Calloway had exactly two goals for seventh grade at Silverwood Academy. Number one: survive it without dying of embarrassment. Number two: ignore Cole Harding. She's already failing at number two. Cole is her neighbour, two years older, annoyingly good at everything, and - as of last Tuesday night - the boy who just confessed his feelings on the bench in her mother's garden, then had the nerve to look smug about it. Brianna doesn't like Cole. She is one hundred percent sure of this. The problem is that nobody believes her. Not Harper, who has been planning their wedding since chapter two of this situation. Not Savannah, who announces everything to everyone. Not the entire seventh grade of Silverwood Academy, who have apparently been waiting for this to happen since the comb incident in sixth grade. And definitely not Cole, who keeps showing up everywhere - the bowling alley, the debate tournament, the school dance - with that infuriating half-smile and the very specific talent for making Brianna feel like the smartest and most ridiculous person in the room at the same time.

Un accidente. Cuatro días. Y un miedo que Ranma jamás pensó sentir. Mientras Akane permanece dormida, él tendrá que enfrentarse a la culpa, al silencio y a sentimientos que guardó demasiado tiempo. Porque perder una pelea nunca le dio miedo. Perderla a ella sí.