Lonely cerita

Not every female lead of the story is a strong and extra ordinary. Vrunda is a any other ordinary girl married to the most handsome man that she ever loved but some things are just never meant to be. English is not my first language Please support Like and comment

Best friends since birth. Same street . Same routines. Same person; always. Armani and TJ. Armani loves loudly. She's warm, affectionate, and always reaching for the people she cares about. Closeness comes naturally to her-it's how she survives. TJ doesn't do emotions. He's distant, guarded, and cold to almost everyone. Almost. Everyone but his inner circle. Especially Armani. For Armani, he shows up. Protects. Stays beside her. Loves her in ways he never learned how to say out loud. Their bond has always been safe. Familiar. Untouchable. Until things got complicated and someone fell first, and pretty damn hard. ----- "Mani you're not alone , you have me don't you? You will always have me" "I know I'm not alone Tj , I just feel lonely" "Then I'll be lonely with you" ...

Being in a loveless marriage was what Naina Agnihotri was most scared of since her entire childhood went witnessing the estranged relationship of her parents. Yet she found herself in one such marriage with the heir of their rival family, Kabir Raichand. That was three years ago. Three years later . . . "you missed her birthday Kabir" Naina looked at her husband questioning him about his disappearance from their daughter's first birthday but he didn't seem to reply as he kept his gaze intact to the papers lying on his study table. "Kabir" the pitch of her tone increased as he immediately stood up from his chair glaring at her. "don't you dare raise your voice at me naina, don't forget where you stand. You are in no place to question me." . . . For the whole world Raichand family commands respect, people thrive on their money. Kabir Raichand and Naina Raichand are the most admired and respected couple in the county yet nobody know what lies behind the door. Troops - marriage of convenience -enemies to lovers -mafia romance -family rivalry -he fell first and harder -marriage in trouble -age gap

Cassidy Faith always felt like the invisible sister. No matter how hard she worked, her mother only had eyes for Dianne. The golden child who could do no wrong. Even when Cassidy racked up honors at school, it barely registered. Dianne got all the celebrations. Cassidy learned to keep her head down and her feelings locked away, just aiming to finish high school near the top of her class. Then Dianne heads off to her dream university, and suddenly Cassidy turns the tables. She drops the news: she's earned a scholarship to study abroad. It stuns her family. As she gets ready to leave the Philippines, she pours her hurt into painting, using it to build a shield around her heart. But once she lands overseas, things don't stay simple. The new place, the new faces, they push her out of her comfort zone. Cassidy has to decide: does she keep everyone at arm's length, or finally let people in? And somewhere in the middle of all that, there's the question of her family. Can she patch things up, or is it time to stop looking back and start living for herself?

From a young age, I have wanted to become a writer. I used to be a good writer, I wrote everyday about anything I could dream of, and of the things that haunted my dreams. Then life got busy. School, a job, hanging out with friends and being a fiancé are time consuming things, so writing got pushed to the back burner. This is me trying to change that. It has been years since I have written anything, so in a moment of reflection I asked myself this, "Molly, you say you want to be a writer so badly, what are you REALLY doing to reach that goal?" Shamefully, I had to answer: nothing. I was doing nothing to reach my goal! So I came up with a small goal: Write a poem everyday for a year. It doesn't matter how well it is written or what it is about, as long as I'm writing, that is what counts. This goal is about helping me expand my creativity, while also improving my writing skills. Poetry is not my forte, I'm not good at writing it and I don't read much of it. So why poems? Easy, they can be about anything, are acceptable if they are short and don't take as much time as writing a book. My life is as busy as anyone's, but I want to reach my goal. Here are 365 poems that reflect what I am feeling, thinking, or experiencing on any given day. They won't be perfect, they'll probably be silly, but they will be real. In a world full of falsehoods, my goal is to be the honest, true version of myself. Who am I? Read along and help me find out. *Update, I haven't written everyday for a year, but I am still continuing to write what I feel. On this journey I've learning to that wrote something with true meaning, it must come from my soul. So while I'm not writing everyday, what I am writing is from my heart.

[POEMS & POETRY] A world that feels vast, yet utterly silent. This poetry collection is not about loud, breaking sorrow. Instead, it lingers in the quiet corners of loneliness, the kind that does not scream, but whispers softly from one heart to another. Quiet World invites readers into that gentle stillness, where solitude is not only endured, but deeply felt.

Being kind doesn't mean you'll be treated kindly. Shafiq learned that early in life. Branded by a past he can never escape, every good deed he does is questioned, twisted, and turned against him. The world sees him as a criminal long before it sees him as human.

Some love stories are never spoken out loud. They exist in silence, memories, and moments that never found words. The Love We Never Named is the story of two hearts that felt deeply, but never dared to name what they had. A bond formed through small gestures, quiet conversations, and a love that stayed-even after everything else changed. This is not a story about perfect endings. It's about what remains when love is left unnamed. If you've ever loved someone quietly, this story is for you.

Some people lose love. Some people lose family. Ridhi loses everyone. With a sick mother to save and a past she can't let go of, Ridhi becomes the bodyguard of Rodela-a girl too soft for the world Ridhi lives in. Fights turn into silence. Silence turns into pain. And love arrives when Ridhi is least ready for it. But how do you choose the living when the dead still hold your heart? A story about grief, guilt, and learning to love again- between clouds, sunlight, and shadows. Slow burn | Emotional | WLW | Healing after loss

if you want me to write something I do request just lmk:]* Wildflowers Over the Tall Field of Grass is a collection of poems, thoughts, and emotions that weave together in different shapes and forms. It's about beauty growing over what already exists - delicate feelings layered across wide, open fields. new poems weekly. The title is one of my favorite metaphors I've ever written. It can be interpreted in many ways: strength and softness, contrast and coexistence, what stands out and what quietly holds everything together. Take in every word slowly. Let it mean whatever it needs to mean to you. Happy reading. 🌾

"The beauty of Osaka is in its silence." 🌸 ​This is the story of Ai and Shin, set against the backdrop of Japan's most beautiful season. On the surface, it's a journey of two people navigating their life together under the cherry blossoms. ​But as the petals fall, the things they've kept hidden begin to surface. ​What the Cherry Blooms Hide is a modern tale of love and the reality that follows. Some stories aren't just about the beginning; they are about what happens when the flowers fade. ⛩️✨ ​A S.S.O. (Shivam Singh Originals) Debut Novel.

Lady fell in love with a painting-and with the man behind it. But Rikaydo was cold, distant, and untouchable. While she loved the masterpiece that he is, he left her in broken pieces.

At midnight, on a hotel terrace in Delhi, Aratrika Sharma runs into the last person she expected to see again- Devashish Mehta. Once her reckless classmate, now the disowned son of an industry tycoon, Devashish has chosen freedom over family. Aratrika, on the other hand, has always chosen obedience. Perfect daughter. Perfect smile. Perfect silence. What begins as a single midnight escape turns into a dangerous habit - stolen nights across the city, hidden cafés, and conversations neither of them can have at home. He is alone by choice. She is lonely by design. As Devashish builds a life on his own terms, Aratrika must decide whether she's brave enough to break out of the cage built for her - and discover who she really is.

my classmates 100% helped me with this

She wasn't just a girl. She was my peace, my happiness, my home. With her, everything felt complete. Every smile had a reason. Every day had meaning. I trusted her with everything - my heart, my secrets, my future. But slowly, things changed. The late replies. The cold words. The distance I never understood. The person who once promised to stay forever became the reason I learned how it feels to be alone. I didn't lose just her. I lost myself. From being her everything... I became nothing. This is not just a love story. This is the story of love, trust, heartbreak, and the silent pain of watching someone become a stranger.

🧠 He's the quiet genius who sees patterns in code. 📚 She's the sharp strategist who sees patterns in people. He hacks systems. She hacks narratives. He's lonely at the top of academic brilliance. She's lonely in a family where her brilliance is invisible.

For seventeen-year-old Jagriti Solanki, silence has always been easier than being unheard. Raised in a home where her presence was hidden behind closed doors and smiling family portraits, Jagriti clings to the only part of herself that hasn't been taken-her surname. Solanki. Her father's name. But everything changes the day she makes a call. Broken Hearts is a moving story of lost connections and chosen family.

Luke Beckett knows his job. To sit in the corner of the museum and observe. He may clean his glasses, read a book or advise visitors of the various exhibits. Once alone: he paints, sits with his cat and sleeps. Rebecca Donne knows her lot in life. To be the carer to her dementia suffering dad. On a day off she'll either have lunch with her oblivious mother or take in the various museums and galleries she loves. Once alone: she paints, eats pot noddles and sleeps. Their repetitive and timetabled existence is so much less than living; it's lonely. After a formal conversation about art, they never expect to meet again, but their shared sense of artistic frustration, familial responsibility and loneliness, pushes them closer together when those around them hopes that it pulls them apart.

He thinks she's a manipulative liar. She thinks he's a spoiled rich boy. Two years of tension-and now, one act of blackmail changes everything. Can love survive the toxicity? Raine has three rules: stay invisible, keep her straight-A record, and avoid her twin brother's popular world. But senior year shatters her plans when she collides with Drayton Callum-the arrogant, spoiled rich guy she vowed to hate. Once the school's golden boy, Drayton abandoned football, his friends, and his popularity after summer break, trading the spotlight for solitude. When a misunderstanding convinces him that Raine is a terrible person, he forces her into a deal: complete his assignments or face exposure, a revelation that could destroy her new life. What begins as blackmail spirals into something neither expected: sparks ignite, secrets unravel, and old wounds resurface. One choice remains-face the demons that haunt them or lose each other forever.

A lonely desperate young man get more than he bargains for when he purchases a beautiful companion.