Letters 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]]

A collection of poetry woven from unsaid words, unfinished conversations, and emotions that arrived too late or stayed too long. Each piece carries the weight of love, grief, longing, healing, and the quiet ache of becoming someone new. These poems are for the people who rehearsed confessions in their heads, swallowed apologies, held onto memories they should have released, and loved in silence. This is not about closure it is about everything left behind when words remain unspoken.

"You don't know me. And maybe, you never will. But somewhere under a sky not too different from yours, Someone found peace in your chaos, And hope in your storms. You didn't ask to be an inspiration - But you became one. Not with loud words or grand gestures, But by simply showing up again and again, Even when it hurt. I'm not writing this for attention. Not for a reply. Not for a moment in your spotlight. I'm writing because I needed you to know - That your existence matters. Even if the world forgets, Even if the applause dies down, Even if the crowd moves on - Someone out here still remembers. Still smiles when they think of you. Still draws courage from your strength. Still breathes easier because of your words. You didn't heal me. But you helped me heal myself. And that's more powerful than you'll ever know. So even if you never know my name, Never see my face, Just remember - You made a difference. Quietly. Humbly. Unknowingly. And that's what real impact looks like.         - yours, from afar. She loved him like a shadow in silence, he loved her in light like a moon, they were- Bound by destiny, written in stars, fate wasn't cruel this time it was somewhat... Humble. Welcome to another shit- ahem story by moon_light-fics✨🥂 AGAIN A KTH FF. DO READ MY OTHER FFS. TW: this story contains mild stalking themes Not too detailed but please read at your own comfort sweetie ☺️.

'𝑺𝒐𝒄𝒊𝒆𝒕𝒚 𝒄𝒂𝒏𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒎𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒂 𝒍𝒂𝒅𝒚 𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒆 𝒏𝒐𝒃𝒍𝒆, 𝒊𝒕 𝒎𝒆𝒓𝒆𝒍𝒚 𝒔𝒉𝒂𝒑𝒆𝒔 𝒐𝒏𝒆.' But not Casanna, the sole heir of the Duke of Rosemore. She refuses to be what society expects her to. She rejects its standards, defies its traditions and breaks every expectation placed upon her. Casanna is not your typical lady. She simply refuses to be dictated to. All she ever wanted was to live at her own pace, to honor her family's legacy while quietly fading into the background. 'Not just a rose with vivid petals and thorns but something far more.' Yet peace always demands a price. What seemed like a simple dream becomes far more complicated when she meets someone who mirrors her own fire, someone who will challenge her heart and change her forever. Someone who has the same temperament as hers. PLAGIARISM IS A CRIME. ❁✿❀✾❃

𝒊.⠀𝐛𝐮𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐟𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐬 ╱ ron weasley ⠀ﾠlayla dunnet was in love with ron weasley, ⠀ﾠand she knew because every time she saw ⠀ﾠhim she felt butterflies in her stomach. she ⠀ﾠalways went unnoticed by the red-headed, ⠀ﾠbut with the arrival of the pink toad, he had ⠀ﾠto turn her to help him with his homework. ⠀ﾠwhat the red-headed didn't know was that ⠀ﾠthat the letters he had been receiving for ⠀ﾠyears in his books were from her . . . ✶ ⠀status: on going ✶ ⠀ron weasley x fem.ᐟoc ✶ ⠀original by @Merodeadora05 ✶ ⠀cover by @DreamsGraphics ✶ ⠀© 𝗗𝗢𝗟𝗟𝗦𝗪𝗔𝗡,⠀2021

මං ඔයාට ආදරෙ කරන්න ගත්තෙ ඔයාව දැකල ඔයාගෙ රූපෙට නෙවෙයි...ඔයාගෙ අහිංසක හදවතට...! Two hearts. One wrong address. A love written in ink 🫟💌 COMPLETE TAEKOOK FANFICTION ONESHOT Published and completed - 14/02/2026

One letter every seven days. For Jasmine Bloom, the first envelope on her locker seemed like a harmless, anonymous prank. But as the weeks bled into months, the curiosity that once drove her turned into a creeping dread. Seven weeks. Seven handwritten notes. Seven murders. What began as a mysterious game of cat and mouse ends on the final day of the seventh week-not with an explanation, but with a murder and a chilling revelation.

A princess disguised as an attendant. A prince disguised as a soldier. Bound by destiny. Drawn together by letters. And loved by choice. A story written in ink, sealed with secrets, and destined to change a kingdom. ✨

"Dear Jason..." Almost 3 years since Evelyn's departure back to her world, a safe appears in Gotham City addressed to the GCPD and Batfamily. Inside are letters not only proving Evelyn's survival but her League's fight against the Crime Syndicate. Follow the Waynes, Jason especially, as they read Evelyn McCallahan's riveting recollection of events. This piece is a significantly-shorter, standalone conclusion that does NOT require reading of 'Belong Here With Us' first. (Quick synopsis in Foreword.) Based in the world of Wayne Family Adventures, meant for ages 15+. Evelyn is OG character and this piece is fanfiction meant to borrow from some timelines, but ultimately bears an original story with references(!).

Some letters are never meant to be read. Some feelings are never meant to be spoken. And yet... somehow, they always find their way back. Rukasu keeps people at a distance. Quiet, blunt, unreadable-he's learned that shutting people out hurts less than letting people stay. School feels repetitive, conversations feel empty, and every day blends into the next. Until the letters start appearing. No name. No explanation. Just words that understand him more than anyone else ever has. The sender is Ayane-a girl who sees through the walls he spent years building. Calm, patient, and impossible to ignore, she slowly pulls him into a connection neither of them fully understands. But some people carry wounds too deep to speak about. And some truths change everything once they're finally revealed. LETTERS is a slow-burn emotional drama about loneliness, vulnerability, healing, and the terrifying feeling of being truly understood by someone for the first time. Sometimes the smallest words... leave the deepest scars.

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.

Collection of thoughts, casual ideas, letters, pieces of poetry, stories, dedicated to strangers, belonging to the dreams... -🪶🐚🫧🎇-

｡°🚂༄｡°❾¾ ͛ ❝ʜᴀʀʀʏ ᴘᴏᴛᴛᴇʀ ᴋɴᴇᴡ ʜᴇ ᴡᴀꜱ ʙᴏʀɴ ᴛᴏ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ʜᴇʀ ʟᴏɴɢ ʙᴇꜰᴏʀᴇ ʜᴇ ᴇᴠᴇɴ ᴜɴᴅᴇʀꜱᴛᴏᴏᴅ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ᴡᴀꜱ❞ When Harry was seven, he met a girl who made him feel seen for the very first time. For years, they wrote letters to each other, talking about dreams, spilling secrets, the kind of friendship Harry held onto during his loneliest days. But after Harry sent a letter about attending Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardy, she stopped replying. Harry thought she had forgotten him. She never did. Three years later, the girl from his childhood arrives at Hogwarts as a transfer student from Beauxbatons, bringing her the words she never sent, 'feelings' she never outgrew, and the truth Harry was never meant to know. 𖦹 - no smut - possibly alot of fluff - this will be book/movie based - cho slander sorry 𖦹 - im only a teenager, so my writing might be a bit flat - i do not own harry potter - by all means, I DO NOT SUPPORT JKR. ©No copyright infringement intended

After a deadly sickness steals her sister and brother-in-law, Evelyn Hart spends her days tending her quiet farm and raising her young niece far from the judgment of town society. At the season's Harvest Ball, Clara disappears into the crowd - and Evelyn's desperate search leads her to Captain Theodore Ashbourne, a gentleman soldier with kind eyes, a gentle smile, and a strange sense of familiarity. What begins with a single dance soon turns into whispered courtships, winter letters, and a love that refuses to fade. But while society mocks the idea of a captain falling for a farm girl, Theodore carries a secret of his own: He has been searching for Evelyn for ten years. A story of old letters, ballroom dances, grief, healing, and the kind of love that remembers.

A girl moved into the room expecting silence. Instead, she found a bundle of letters hidden inside an old desk... written decades ago, between two people who once planned a future together. As she begins to read them, a quiet story unfolds. Of love, of waiting, and of something that never quite reached its ending. But somewhere between the letters, something feels incomplete. And she can't stop wondering what was left unfinished?

A series of letters and midnight thoughts that cannot be said out loud.

"I despise who I was, and much less remember who I was before it all started. I don't know who I am, nor who I'm meant to be; and if I don't know, how in the hell could they?" It's been months since Nightmare Steve had been freed from the clutches of Elemental Steve's control - or, at least physically. When everything is said and done, it seems so easy for others to move on; but the generations of pain and suffering still torment Yellow Steve wherever he goes, whoever he's with. With so much going on back then, constantly on survival mode, he now is finally forced with having to begin to process it all - whether he likes it or not. So, what better way to do that than with letters? Enjoy, you lovely gremlins <3 : ̗̀ ꒰♡꒱ˎˊ: Best Rankings: - #334 in letters - #15 in nightmaresteve - #7 in redeemed - #38 in mentalbreakdown - #40 in stevesaga : ̗̀ ꒰♡꒱ˎˊ:

in which a mysterious letter from derry triggers ominous flashbacks for seventeen-year-old rosalie bennet. her memories have always been a bit blurry, but after finding more and more letters from home, her memories are more messed up than she thought. (eddie kaspbrak x fem oc) (aged up, eddie, rosalie, and the losers club are 17) accomplishments! ~ #1 in jackgrazer (05/30/26) 🎉🎉 #1 in benhanscom (05/17/26) #1 in stephenking (05/18/26) #2 in mikehanlon (05/18/26) #2 in jackdylangrazer (05/19/26) #3 in itmovie (05/28/26) #3 in derry (05/31/26) #4 in beverlymarsh (05/31/26) #18 in letters (05/29/26)

"He has only 3 months to live." Doctor said, keeping his voice low. "That's enough." ____________________ Avis Blue. Daughter of a doctor who falls in love with a patient - A boy who has only 3 months left to live his life. Determined to save all his memories and preserve them forever, she decides to write daily about him in a diary. But fate had a very different plan for them. The diary never got completed. Only 40 days entry. Why so?