Lovelorn Stories

Set in 1804 Portugal. - He could not breathe. She was like a painting, like a sculpture, like the finest work he'd been honored to look upon. Her skin was the loveliest shade of deep brown. Indeed, she was kissed by the sun itself. So graciously beautiful. He was beside himself. Suddenly, he wished to be perfect. Perfectly mannered, perfectly good like Caspian, and perfectly sinless. But he was not. And if this woman were a friend, she would know his faults; she would know he was the reason Caspian and Keshiya faced difficulties. She knew. Her daringly captivating eyes told him. His heart was in his throat. - This is the story of a once pompous and godless Duke and a strong-willed and somewhat unforgiving seamstress falling in love against their will, but as God planned. - Book Four of the Tailored Short Story Collection. "Forget the former things; do not dwell on the past. See, I am doing a new thing!" Isaiah 43:18 If you're looking for a swoony, heart-wrenching, redemptive, wholesome, Christian story under 50k words, The Tailored Short Story Collection is for you. The stories range in theme, but all feature romance, gentle and kind male leads, faithful, adorable, lovely, and gracious female leads, swoony moments, and potential tears and heartache, while Christ remains as the center. Book One: Captured Book Two: By The Way (One Shot) Book Three: Keshiya Book Four: The Apothecary's Daughter - Published: June 22, 2026 Completed:

"Love" what exactly is that? In all my 16 years of living I don't think I've ever felt love. I've liked a lot of people through these years, but everyone always hurts me by saying "You're too fat", "She's so ugly". I've guarded my heart to never feel so lonely and unloved again, but i think i have the virus once again and yet instead of a happy feeling. I am scared of what these feelings may due to me again. I can't take this fear anymore, so please the boy that i have fallen for.......help me.

I'm guessing this is where I start telling you about myself. - Well, my name is Charlotte Harrison, I'm 15 years old, I'm in my third year of secondary education, or as some Americans call it, hell-like High School. - I can be very sarcastic and grumpy excessively and my clothing is not really equivalent to other people's style. I have (messy) brown hair, hazel eyes, and I guess you could say I'm a bit under the average height. - I've been using up a lot of my time by practicing dancing. I would really like to use that as a career later in my life. - Because I stopped practicing, I now have the singing voice of a dying horse. - I just moved here in London from Australia and I also happen to be a worldwide famous Youtube vlogger, along with some of my other friends. Other than all that, you could say my life is as normal as an immature teenager's life. High School is starting up again soon, and you never know, maybe this year's going to be an adventure of ups and downs.

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A love that was restrained not only by the people around them but also themselves. A complicated one. Will they ever reach the paradise that they deserve if they'll keep on taking the same path hand in hand?

*COMPLETED STORY* Azelia McCreek finds herself in a love triangle that she does not see possible to escape. She reunites with her childhood crush Aiden McKessie but soon falls for her childhood bestfriend Nathan Pierres. She thought things were difficult but saw how much more complex it became when she found out both of them kept secrets about who they truly are. Nathan, a troubled gang leader. Aiden, a wealthy drug lord. To make things even worse, they wish to kill each other and develop deeper hatred because they both want one thing. Despite the constant risk, she wants them both.

She loved him endlessly, but love wasn't enough to make him stay. He left, yet she refused to accept the void he left behind. She clung to the illusion that he was still there, convincing herself it wasn't over. Facing reality felt unbearable, so she chose to live in a lie. But no matter how much she denied it, the truth loomed, waiting to break through.

Is the description for this really neccessarry? I fell in love, got hurt, had a nrw found love for alcohol and here we are now.

Not just a poem.

HIGHEST RANKING 1) Lovelorn #4 2) Valentinesdaycontest2019 #9 "W-W-Why don't you j-just leave m-me? Y-You don't d-d-deserve s-s-someone like me." "Well, I don't know about you but, if I just left, my life would be pretty boring." "You're just s-s-saying that. Everyone l-leaves. Y-You will too... I j-just know i-it." "If I wanted to leave... I don't know...I mean you're pretty much familiar with my infamous lack of patience, right? Why delay the auspicious task? So yeah, if I really wanted to leave... I would have, ages ago, literally." She comes closer to me, and gently gives me a peck and we stay there for what seems like hours to soak in the beautiful moment... And here I wake up... Mia Jensen, a beautiful and an intelligent teenager, is the kind of girl who usually exists in chicflicks. She's kind and loves people who are like her. A greatly mannered daughter. In all sense, a perfect little angel...with one hurdle she seemingly can't get rid of. She's savagely impatient and is stubborn. This loses her the ability to appreciate the beauty of the simplest things of nature. Jason Forbes, a teenager suffering from Borderline personality disorder. He essentially lacks a sense of self and, as a result, experiences feelings of emptiness and fears of abandonment. He is often detached and aloof and prone to introspection and fantasy. He pretends to have no desire for social or romantic relationships, is indifferent to his peers and lacks emotional response. Although, deep within, he experiences a deep and vigorous longing for emotional intimacy. To belong and be loved as he never received from either of his parents. Follow the story of these two snowflakes as he narrates it with a powerful glint in his eyes...reminiscing every single moment spent together.

A collection of poems that encapsulate the essence of love, whether that be reciprocated or woefully unacknowledged these poems embody these qualities. Pain and hardship are at the forefront of these poems, with hints of wistfulness and, at times, true love blossoming out of the crevices of melancholy.

Lovelorn

as each minute passed i could feel them dancing on my bones, ripping my veins apart and i did not flinch; i welcomed the relief

Pastel Hues is a collection of poems, written based on varying human emotions and individual perceptions, crafted skilfully to enthrall the readers with Colours and Words that will dazzle your imagination . Enjoy the Ride

just brief sentiments.

Don't fall in love dear. It hurts more than you think.

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