Sadstory Stories

Aryan x Myra | Mute Girl x Rockstar 🎸📔 ✨ "Behind every silence, there is an unheard story..." Myra never speaks. Not because she can't - but because no one ever listened. Aryan is the college rockstar everyone loves. Loud, fearless, and broken in his own way. One rainy day, one diary swap changed everything. He read her silence. She heard his chaos. He fell first. She fell harder. 💔 Will love be loud enough to break her silence? 💌 Tropes: Mute Girl x Rockstar | College Romance | Diary Love | Emotional | Slow Burn | K-drama vibes © All Rights Reserved by @16r_hidden_author

"Abang kejam! Abang bunuh ibu! Abang pembunuh!" -𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐈𝐒 "Abang tak bunuh ibu. Sebaliknya, Manis yang bunuh ibu." -𝐈𝐃𝐋𝐀𝐍 "Tak...Manis tak bunuh ibu!" -𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐈𝐒 Kejam. Sifat durjana yang mampu membinasakan sesiapa sahaja. Tidak kira sang pelaku mahupun sang mangsa. 𝐈𝐃𝐋𝐀𝐍 𝐘𝐔𝐒𝐎𝐅𝐅, Kenapa harus Manis? Kerana Manis adalah milik aku. Tubuh gebu itu...pasti memuaskan jika beradu di atas ranjang. Namun sayang, keinginannya terikat dengan sebuah gelaran yang dipanggil 'adik dan abang'. 𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐈𝐒 𝐙𝐔𝐋𝐀𝐈𝐊𝐇𝐀𝐇, Ayah 'pergi' ketika dalam perjalanan untuk menjemputnya dari sekolah. Pergi yang tidak kembali. Dibesarkan oleh ibu yang meletakkan punca di atas bahu Manis. Tubuhnya berbirat. Sering diratah oleh abang yang dianggap sebagai sang pelindung. "Manis penat, bang..." -𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐈𝐒 "Masih tak cukup, sayang." -𝐈𝐃𝐋𝐀𝐍 "𝐌𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐬 𝐲𝐚𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐢𝐚𝐝𝐚 𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐬𝐧𝐲𝐚 𝐥𝐚𝐠𝐢."

"මං ආදරෙයි..." "බොරු" "ඇයි ??" "ඒ වචනේ ලොකු තේරුමක් තියෙනවා" "ඔව්...මං දන්නවා.." "නෑ...උඹ දන්නෑ... මං දන්න විෂ්මිත වගීෂ් සෙන්හස් ආදරේ ගැන දන්නෑ..." __________________________________ Start -: 2025.01.01 End -: ???? 🌷 Lusi_Chim🌷

သွန်းခကြွယ်~ " ကျမနဲ့ နှစ်ပတ်တွဲပေးပါ" ဇေး~ "တွဲနေတဲ့ နှစ်ပတ်အတွင်း မင်းငါ့အောက်မှာ ငါကြိုက်တဲ့ အချိန်လာကားပေး ရည်းစားတွေပဲ မဟုတ်လား ဒါကတော့ ပုံမှန်ပဲပေါ့ ဘယ်လိုလည်း လက်ခံလား"

ALEXANDRE JUNGKOOK WILSON حذارِي لوري فدمُك الناقِع قد غرزَ ثلجِي كخِيُوط الماريُونِيت [Psychological and toxic content] الجزء الثانِي من رواية الحطّاب، الجزء الأول موجود في حسابِي الأصلِي @evarsaxx كِتاب للبالغِين.

زیبا، کچێکی بیست ساڵەی پڕ لە هیوا و خەونە. وەک هەر قوتابییەکی تر، بە دڵێکی خۆش و حەزێکی بێسنوورەوە پێ دەخاتە ناو قۆناغێکی نوێی زانکۆ و دەیەوێت دواڕۆژی بە دەستەکانی خۆی بنووسێتەوە. بەڵام چارەنووس بەرنامەیەکی تری بۆ داڕشتووە... کاتێک دکتۆری وانەکەیان دەگۆڕدرێت و دکتۆریکی نوێ دێتە شوێنی، تەنها یەک بینین بەس دەبێت بۆ ئەوەی دڵی زیبا بەتەواوی ببات. خۆشەویستییەک کە سەرەتا وەک جوانترین خەون دەست پێدەکات و بە هاوسەرگیری کۆتایی دێت. ...بەڵام دوای چوونە ناو ئەم جیهانە نوێیە، ڕاستییە تاڵەکان سەرهەڵدەدەن؛ ژیانی زیبا بەتەواوی سەراوژێر دەبێتەوە و لە نێوان خەونەکانی و ئەم عەشقە تاریکەدا وێڵ دەبێت. 🖤🥀

The Demon Corps had done it-the impossible. The endless war ended with the Demon King's death beneath the piercing rays of the rising sun. Yet victory demanded the ultimate price... none lived to see it. The nightmare was over. But not for one man. A swordsman blessed by lightning rose from the ashes. No longer the trembling coward, he vowed to become the wall that would defy time itself-to shield the ones he loved and strike terror into demons like the wrathful thunder of the heavens. Zenitsu Agatsuma awakens in a world both achingly familiar and impossibly distant. Fate has given him a second chance-or perhaps a cruel jest. Haunted by battles yet to come and faces he could not save, he walks a fragile path where even the smallest change could unravel destiny. And as shadows gather once more, a single question remains: can he rewrite the future, or has fate already chosen his end? ----------------- MAJOR SPOILER FOR THE DEMON SLAYER MANGA!!! READ IT AT YOUR WON RISK! Disclaimer: I do not own Kimetsu No Yaiba or any of the characters from this story except any OCS that I may create in the future. Everything in the story belongs to Koyoharu Gotouge. Author-Sama signing off~~

"မသတ်ပါနဲ့ရှင်ရယ်...ကျွန်မအသက်ရှင်ပါရစေ...ကြာနိုင်သမျှကြာ"ရှင့်အနားရှိပါရစေ"

Ang ibang istorya ay isinusulat para maisapubliko at kung minsan isinusulat para makalaya sa potensyal na ibinabahagi nito. Dahil minsan nakakapang hinayang kung ang isang istoryang may potensyal ay manatiling hanggang doon lang...at maging hanggang doon ka na lang. Isusulat para makalaya o isinusulat dahil hindi makalaya? @luyangdilawxamatcha

## Losing You Made Me Hate Myself # # Kakashi Hatake learned how to survive long before he learned how to live. A prodigy. An ANBU captain. A shinobi who buried every emotion behind a mask. Then there was Hikari-the eldest daughter of Minato and Kushina. With her fiery spirit and endless warmth, she became one of the few people who could see beyond Kakashi's mask. Their bond grew quietly. Kakashi listened to her stories, endured her teasing, and stayed by her side. But he never told her what she meant to him. He thought there would be more time. Until there wasn't. After losing her parents, Hikari asked Kakashi for one final promise: **Protect Naruto.** Months later, Hikari was gone too. Kakashi kept his promise-not by becoming Naruto's family, but by watching over him from the shadows until the boy became a shinobi and joined Team 7. Years passed. Kakashi continued to serve, continued to smile, and continued to hide behind his mask. But some promises never fade. And some loves are never spoken aloud. **A story of unspoken love, grief, and the promise Kakashi carried until his final breath.**

this is an Azuretime fanfic it also includes other ships so I hope you like it!

What would you do on your last journey with someone whom you loved for years?

She first saw him at a competition - a fleeting moment, just long enough to leave a mark. He didn't speak to her. Didn't even glance her way. But something about him made her whisper to herself: "If I see him again, I'll surely fall in love." Then months passed. Seasons changed. Life moved on. He became a quiet memory she carried like a secret. Until senior year arrived - and fate, with its strange timing, placed him in her class. Suddenly, the boy from the distance wasn't distant anymore. They started talking. Slowly. Casually. Almost like it didn't matter. But to her, it did. Every word felt like turning a page in a story she never thought she'd get to write. What began as a passing thought becomes something real - slow and uncertain, but filled with promise. Because sometimes, the heart knows long before the story begins.

The Bonnie era is over as Bonnie and Blaze are now in college, but when Jessie and Bullseye got accidentally sent to Chicago with a new kid It's up to the toys on a huge rescue mission to bring them home as they meet new friends along the way!

A story of a young woman navigating her married life and battling her way through domestic abuse. Is love really all that matters? Because people who love you don't hurt you, right? . Inspired by true events.

In a small village, there is a girl who has lived to witness every possible story to unfold. Humans sees a girl that can be a monster in any turn, the demons call it bad luck - a curse. But, no one really knows how and why. Someone desperate for an end will never find that ending she longs.

The Empty Chair is a deeply emotional adult story about love, regret, grief, and learning to live after losing someone you never believed you could live without. Thomas has spent three years grieving his wife, Margaret, while keeping one painful habit alive: every morning, he makes two cups of coffee-one for himself and one for the empty chair where she used to sit. Haunted by the last day he saw her and the things he wishes he had said, Thomas struggles to move forward. But an unexpected letter from Margaret forces him to confront his regret and remember the life they shared-not only the way it ended. Through memories, family, and a final act of acceptance, Thomas slowly discovers that healing does not mean forgetting someone you love. A heartbreaking story about the people we lose, the words we leave unsaid, and finding the courage to keep living.

‎I am Zanthea and hindi niniwala sa love. maaga kasi akong naulila sa ina at minsan sinasaktan pa ako ng tatay ko kaya never kong naranasan ang tinatawag na 'love'. ‎ ‎Masasakit na salita? Isa lang yan sa mga narinig ko mula sa mga tao. Panghuhusga, tsk kala mo naman perpekto. ‎ ‎until such time na May nakilala akong lalaki na hindi ko inaasahang makapagpapabago sa pananaw ko. ‎ ‎yung tipong 'totoo pala ang love?' 'magmamahal pa pala ako ng ganito?' ‎ ‎Mga bagay na hindi mo inaasahang mangyayari sa buhay mo. Mga bagay na di mo inaasahang babago sayo. ‎ ‎pero pano kung ang taong yun pala ay bawal mahalin... ‎ ‎ ‎

"it's already written by faith" The Red String Beneath the Blue Moon 🌙🔴 Every thousand years, the Blue Moon rises over the kingdom of Asteria. And every thousand years, seven boys are chosen by the stars. Altair. Aquila. Sirius. Hydra. Leo. Antares. Orion. Seven names written in an ancient prophecy. Seven souls connected by a mysterious red string of fate. They were told that their destiny was to protect the kingdom from an ancient darkness that had slept beneath the world for centuries. But there is something the prophecy refuses to tell them. Only six are destined to return. Antares, the sixth by age, has never understood why his red string shines brighter than the others. Unlike his brothers, he isn't tall, powerful, or built like a warrior. He is small, fragile, and often the one who needs to be protected. Yet the closer they get to the Shadow Realm, the more the truth begins to reveal itself. Why does the red string always lead back to Antares? Why does the Blue Moon seem to call his name? And why does the ancient prophecy describe the sixth star as "the heart of the seven"? As the seven boys journey across a world filled with forgotten magic, dangerous creatures, and secrets buried beneath the stars, they make one promise: No matter what happens, nobody gets left behind. But some promises are easier to make than they are to keep. Because sometimes... fate doesn't ask who deserves to be saved. It only asks: Who are you willing to lose?

A quiet descent into grief, memory, and the goodbyes that death leaves unfinished. A story about what lingers when someone is gone, and the words that never found their way out.