Feeling Stories

හඳවතෙහි ඇදි සිතුවමක්ද? 💕 නෙත්රූ × අශ්රූ දේව් × සිතෙව්

යනවා නම් නුඹ ඈත දුරකට මටත් නොකියම නොඑන්න දුටුවොතින් සඳවතිය අහසේ යන තැනක තතු කියන්න ⚽️ රුශාල් විශුද්‍ය දෙශාක්‍යගෙ 🏏

දිනෙක හමුවූ දෙනෙත් නොකියූ රහස් තාමත් හිතේ ගොලු වී... [💚දිනෙක හමුවූ❤️] yizhan nonfic sinhala happy ending start: 2025/06/03

"Roses are red violets are blue, I'll never love someone the way I love you, Just as a red rose captivates with it's beauty your love captivates my heart.." "මගේ රෝස මල🌹❤️" Written by taeviha THV fanfiction

꧁༒☬ 𝐈𝐬𝐡𝐪𝐢 × 𝐕𝐢𝐝𝐲𝐮𝐭 ☬༒꧂ ♡ An Arranged Chaos ♡ She believes in perfectly timed Bollywood background music. He believed in work, deadlines, and that emotions should come with a 'handle with care' tag. She wanted someone to give her butterflies. He didn't even notice butterflies existed. Until their families set them up. Now suddenly, there are a lot of things Mr. Billionaire Vidyut Rajvanshi notices. Like how her sarcasm hits him harder than his black coffee. Like how her smile is a little too distracting. Like how his perfectly organized life is slowly turning into a pastel-coloured mess. And maybe... he doesn't really mind. When arranged marriage brings these two opposites together, life decides to throw the most ✨beautifully messy✨ plot twist their way. Because when calm meets crazy, spreadsheets get replaced with singing dates, business meetings turn into popcorn fights, and soft, accidental kisses... well, they tend to ruin all your carefully built walls. Join their story filled with ✨chaos, family masti, dramatic rain, spicy street food, cheeky flirting, and the softest love you never see coming.✨ Will Vidyut survive Ishqi's endless sass? Will Ishqi survive his dangerously handsome silence? Will they fall in love the "butterflies and Bollywood" way? Only one way to find out. 😉 𝑇ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑖𝑠𝑛'𝑡 𝑗𝑢𝑠𝑡 𝑎 𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒 𝑠𝑡𝑜𝑟𝑦. 𝑇ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑖𝑠 𝑡𝘩𝑒𝑖𝑟 𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒 𝑠𝑡𝑜𝑟𝑦. 𝑊𝑒𝑙𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑚𝑒𝑠𝑠𝑦 𝑚𝑎𝑔𝑖𝑐. 𝐓𝐑𝐎𝐏𝐄𝐒 ✦ ➵ Arranged Marriage ➵ Grumpy × Sunshine ➵ Singer × Businessman ➵ Protective male lead ➵ Dramatic, Talkative female lead ➵ slowburn ꧁༺ 𝓘𝓼𝓱𝓺𝓲 × 𝓥𝓲𝓭𝔂𝓾𝓽 ༻꧂

ඒ ඇස් හීනි කරලා හිනා වෙද්දී තමා ලස්සනම.. හිනා වෙන කොට චූටී වෙන දුබුරු පාට ඇස්.. 🤎..

" Ibu Dina tak salah ibu ,bukan dina yang buat semua tu " - Wardina Aneesya "Aku benci kau .Wardina Aneesya kau bukan anak aku lagi "- Puan Aisyah "Aku akan berkahwin dengan engkau atas dasar amanah " - Tengku Aariz Amsyar "Tapi kenapa saya ?dan amanah dari siapa ? - Wardina Aneesya kadang -kadang cinta bukan pilihan ,perkahwinan bukan selalu tentang perasaan tapi pengorbanan dan disitu lah wardina berdiri di antara redha atau derita .Atas dasar amanah adakah akan membuat suatu perkahwinan itu dijamin bahagia atau sebaliknya .

Poems of various forms and kinds intended to speak on themes many relate to. These are themes like love, heartbreak, traumas of various aspects, fears, and a series of ranged emotions.

A stroy of a girl craving for the love but never got...

Every poem is one that I wrote from what I'm feeling and it puts my emotions at the time and makes you guys feel those emotions. It's like you guys know what I'm feeling at the time when I wrote it.

A collection of poems written by me. Please enjoy. I would love some feed back. Please leave comments. <3

Blurbs of thoughts and maybe beginnings. I never thought I'd begin something like this and let people see, but here we are. So, be gentle with your words, I have more cracks than most.

No tears, No happiness-an unusual feeling. It's good to understand but do you know how it felt? Never imagined, never known- past to present but not in future just memories. Confused, learning, not stable but understanding. In the quiet glow of moonlight, memories come alive - soft, sacred, and eternal. These poems are a heartfelt tribute to all whose love still lingers in every step forward, not in presence, but in hope. A journey through loss, love, and the silent strength.

දේශ් 🤍 හන් Sometimes, two souls meet not to stay together, but to teach each other how deep love can feel - even if the ending was written in tears. ❤️‍🩹 𝗕𝗲𝘁𝘄𝗲𝗲𝗻 𝘁𝘄𝗼 𝘀𝗼𝘂𝗹𝘀 _a story of love, pain, and the silence left behind when forever ends.

Why I Wrote This? I didn't write this to be a book. I wrote it because I couldn't bring myself to say it out loud - especially to my mom. There were things I needed to let out, memories I had to walk through, and feelings I didn't know how to explain with words. So I started writing. Most of what I shared here are the harder parts of growing up - the bullying, the loneliness, the loss of my dad. But that's not the whole story. There were happy moments too, and the reason I could get through the bad ones was because I had a place to come back to. A home. A mom who's always been there. A dad who taught me so much before he left. Now, I have real friends. I laugh more. I feel like I belong. I'm discovering new things and I'm truly happy with where I am. But none of that would've been possible if I didn't have that safe place to return to - the house I grew up in, the people who raised me. I also wrote this for anyone who might be going through something similar. If you feel alone, or like you don't fit in, or if you've lost someone important - I hope this helps. Even just a little. Thank you, Mom. Thank you, Dad.

Indian love story...If all the dialogues were created by me... . . . . Don't think bad about it, it's all just imagination.... If you like it then you can read this #taehyung ( veer ) # jungkook ( jay # seokjin ( Jeet ) First of all English is not my first language ..so please ignore my grammar mistake

Harry falls for a very pretty girl one day after dropping Baby Lux off at a random nursery. He doesn't know Daisy that well, but his dream is to at least become friends with her, but he knows that his actual goal is to become more than friends. The fame of his boy band gets in the way and trouble turns towards him and the lady of his dreams- ruining his chances with the girl. Will they both stop messing up and get closer to each other, or will she run away after all the mistakes both she, her past and he have made? - If you enjoy romantic feels, then this is the story for you! There's plenty of amazing moments ;) -

"Oh my God, Ishaan! You smoke? Mtlb Aapko lung cancer ho gaya kya?!" Ishaan clenched his jaw. "Roshini-" "Ab toh bas chemotherapy ka option bacha hai!" She dramatically wiped a fake tear. Ishaan groaned, unable to take it anymore. In one swift motion, he leaned forward, closing the space between them. Roshini's breath hitched. The playfulness in her eyes faded as she suddenly became aware of how close he was. His sharp features were just inches away, the warmth of his breath mingling with hers. Ishaan smirked, voice dangerously low. "Agar main cigarette peeta, toh tumhe ab tak uski smell nahi aa jati, Roshini?" Her lips parted slightly, but no words came out. He leaned in just a little more, enough to see her gulp nervously. Eyeing her up and down he said, "Aur waise bhi... mujhe addiction sirf ek hi cheez ki hai. Aur woh cigarette nahi hai." -------------- ISHAAN SINGH RAJAWAT - 27. The ruthless CEO the world fears. Handsome, arrogant, and dangerously charming. They call him the Devil-a man who walks through life with a heart sealed shut and a soul drenched in darkness. His love is a storm, his silence is louder than chaos. He's sweet only for those he calls family... and bitter to the rest of the world. ROSHINI MALHOTRA - 24. A firecracker wrapped in innocence. A middle-class girl with dreams too big for the world to handle. She's clumsy, outspoken, and unapologetically herself. A mess of emotions, laughter, and unpredictable charm. Her heart speaks louder than her mind-and trouble always seems to follow. He's darkness. She's light. He believes in control. She thrives in chaos. They were never meant to cross paths... but fate had other plans. Will love bloom in the shadows of pain? Or will destiny tear them apart before their story even begins? When fire meets ice-will it melt... or burn?

Rida born to a lost family as the third and last child falls to despair and at the verge of losing her faith in Allah. Until he came into the picture. Calm, gentle, patient,caring and lovely. He knew he couldn't heal her overnight so he waited, patiently for her to heal. The path though was never an easy one as mysteries began to unfold. "You are my perfect stranger, my hope in the lost. " Disclaimer: it's all my imagination Pure friction. So pick no offense 🙂

VOLUME 1 If time could turn back in clocks Maybe then I'd free you from those locks If time travel were possible To the past, for you I would go I would save you from yourself Give you some helpful advice I wish I could do things differently, Maybe saved you, my love, when you jumped off that bridge But 'maybe' and 'ifs' mean nothing All we have are each other And the words of Yesterday. *all rights reserved*