Silent قصص

Multi-couple book 7 couples, 14 hearts each bound to one another by unseen threads of emotion. Some carry fear, some live with regret, some struggle with doubt. Some ask for one chance, some are living their second chance. Some simply want to be loved, while others seek redemption. Bound Again by Love is the continuation of Vyakhya - Finding Home. It is a multi-couple journey where love begins in different forms-childish and innocent, mature and steady, silent and unspoken, hopeful yet hesitant, or hidden behind denial. Each heart walks its own path, but in the end, everyone finds their true place in eternal love. At its core, this is Vyakhya's story-her journey with those she once loved and lost. A story of broken bonds, wounded relationships, and a fractured family slowly finding its way back to wholeness. Bound Again by Love is a story of coming back- The tale of regret that teaches, love that heals, and relationships that are rebuilt slowly, painfully, yet beautifully-proving that even broken connections can be bound again by love.

--- Seventeen-year-old Dhrishya carries the weight of a secret no one can see. Born into shadows, raised in an orphanage, and scarred by a childhood she never chose, she learned to hide her fears behind kindness and brilliance. Now, she's on the verge of something bigger-a scholarship to one of Mumbai's top colleges. But the past never stays buried... the darkness, the loud voices, the memories of a family that never loved her, still follow her. And soon, she will face the ultimate challenge: meeting the family she lost-the brothers and parents who might finally become the home she's always longed for. Will Dhrishya find courage? Will she open her heart, or will the shadows of the past pull her back? Some secrets weigh too much to carry alone... Some bonds are worth the wait. #HiddenStrength #OrphanToFamily #Bhaiyu #SilentBattles #ScholarGirl #HealingHeart #NewBeginnings ---

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နာကျင်ခြင်းကိုဗဟိုပြု၍လှည့်ပတ်နေသောအရာကိုအချစ်ဟုခေါ်သည် Start Date: 20240805 End Date:

A love whispered. A love ignored. Years of longing, years of silence, years of living in the shadow of what could have been. And in that quiet, she will learn what it really means to be seen.

The childhood and teenage life of our Grade 11 heroine was spent with people ignoring her presence or unable to acknowledge her existence. I mean, just look at her. She's silent, bland and boring, not smiling, and looks uninteresting. The indifference is just so much that people, when they start noticing her for a lot of seconds, would suddenly feel freaked out or disgusted or feel disdain. And she's fine with that life. In fact, she likes it. She gets to be alone in her own world, observing and listening to what is going on around her. She was fine with that. She was better off being alone. Until she wasn't. Because this teenage boy who looked the same age with her moved in front of their house. And oh, boy! He looked like the type of boy who is a softie, innocent, looking shy but definitely approachable. He's more cute than handsome. He looked... normal. So why did our heroine start obsessing over him 'til years passed and there was so much that happened in both of their lives? And with so many changes that would soon reveal secrets?

Hello, my dear readers hope you enjoy my poetry. I just wanted to convey my feeling through this poetry hope it did. Thank you so much my dear readers ❤✌

She was never meant to be seen-only used. Trapped in a house that thrives on her silence, she survives by becoming small. By keeping her jet-black hair tied back, her eyes down, her voice locked away. Her stepmother's cruelty is polished and precise. Her stepsisters' mockery cuts deeper than fists. Every day is a reminder that she exists to serve, not to be loved. Books are her refuge. Sketches her rebellion. And the hidden lake beyond town-still, wild, untouched-is the only place she's ever felt like herself. Until the motorcycle club rolls in. They rule the town with iron and fire, leather and blood. Three men bound by loyalty and violence, power and purpose. The President is cold authority incarnate, his gaze sharp enough to strip lies bare. The Vice President wears chaos like a second skin, all sharp smiles and barely leashed hunger. The Enforcer is a shadow made flesh-silent, lethal, and unwavering. They notice what others ignore. The bruises hidden beneath sleeves. The way she flinches at raised voices. The strength in her silence. One forbidden night draws her into their world-a night she was never meant to attend, a moment she doesn't believe she deserves. When she disappears before morning, she thinks she's escaped unseen. She's wrong. Because the club doesn't forget. And they don't let go of what matters. As secrets unravel and lines are crossed, the girl who was never chosen must decide if she's brave enough to stop surviving and start claiming. To step out of the ashes and into her power. To believe the impossible truth written in steel and devotion: Sometimes Cinderella doesn't get a prince. She gets three kings- and a crown forged in fire.

"Listen Mr. Silent..." She said approaching me. I looked at her expecting her to say something. She made sure our faces were close just so I'd be the only one to hear her. The smile on her face transformed into a smirk. This made me curious of what she was going to say, then she said it. "I'm going to make you speak." *** Dean Adams, 17, and has never spoken to anyone in Eastwood High. He's rich, has good grades, handsome but he never says 'Hi.' Isabelle Colt, 17, she's loud, out going and tends to ask a lot of questions. She is the new girl in Eastwood High. She is placed as Dean's seat partner and because of her outgoing personality, she's determined to make Dean, the guy who has never spoken to anyone speak. Cover by @lucifehh

HER: "Is sansaar ke saare tare bhi le lun, tum aur tumhara yeh dil un sab pe bhari pad jayega, Rey." (You and your beautiful heart would outshine all the stars in the entire universe, Rey.) HIM: "In my life that's filled with darkness and pain, tum suraj se bhi zyada chamakne wali ek heere ki tarah ho, Hira." (In my life filled with darkness and pain, you are the diamond that shines brighter than the sun, Hira.) Shreyaan Malhotra - Perfect jawline, luscious brown wavy hair, dimples adorning his cheeks, and shining pastel blue eyes - Shrey is the very definition of a Greek God-wanted by all, but taken by none. The quiet, distant type-especially when it came to girls. His arrogance, his cold demeanor, only made him more irresistible. You were safe, as long as you didn't get too close. Though the world's most beautiful girls waited in line just to catch his attention, Shreyaan's eyes searched for only one person. His Hira. His most prized possession. His only family. His love. Mahira Singhania - With shoulder-length, wavy brown hair and a face as if carved by angels, Mahira-or Mahi, as everyone called her-was your classic badass. Fiercely independent, unshakably powerful, she never bowed to anyone. Her beautiful heterochromial eyes and perfect figure turned heads everywhere she went. She radiated power. Her aura dominated rooms. When she was happy, she was goofy, cheerful, full of light. But when angered-she was a storm in human form. And the only one who ever truly understood her strange, wild soul... was her Rey. Her safe space. Her anchor. Her love. Indulge in this beautiful love story of Mahi and Shreyaan, as they navigate heartbreak, healing, and everything in between. A story where their love is tested. Where their lives are questioned. Where pain meets patience. And together, they show you... What true love actually is.

A piece of information you might need, dear reader: This novel is a collaborative work between me and my friend, and this is her account name:_sirar. I came up with the idea, and she is the author... The novel is in her account Arabic version. ⋆ 𐙚 ̊.℘⋆ 𐙚 ̊.℘⋆ 𐙚 ̊.℘⋆ 𐙚 ̊.℘⋆ 𐙚 ̊.℘⋆ 𐙚 ̊.℘⋆ 𐙚 ̊.℘⋆ Silence was not strange to him. He knew it as he knew the road that the blind cannot see, yet still reaches its destination. He sat behind the wheel, watching the city move past him, like an old chaotic film. People talk a lot when they fear emptiness, and he had learned early that emptiness is more honest than noise, when he befriended his own self, his mind, his thoughts. In the back seat, words flowed endlessly, waiting for no answer. They spoke as if trying to anchor the world in place, fearing that if they fell silent, everything would suddenly collapse. They did not know that silence sometimes does not mean absence- he had already learned that.

This is the third and last book of 'lost then found'. Dear diary... I found out a new thing about myself. Was this zalgos fault? I don't know. I found someone from my past.

No descriptions for now.. 😊 Jin💜kook ff

These are letters I'll never send. Pieces of my heart and thoughts kept quiet-words written in moments of love, loss, dreams, and every feeling in between. They capture the days I questioned, the nights I longed for something more, and the memories I hold close. Maybe you've felt it too-the quiet ache of things left unsaid, the beauty of dreams yet to unfold, or the weight of goodbyes we never wanted. These pages hold fragments of life as it is: raw, imperfect, and real.

I loved a boy who wanted to become a priest. He didn't. He became an idol instead. And somehow- that hurt even more.

The exact same plot and stuff as my other three.

**** I'd like to make it known that I was 14 when I wrote this. here is a BIG TRIGGER WARNING. It deals heavily with abuse among other things when I thought It was cool as a edgy teen filled with anxiety and despair. It's a wild ride and It is not even that good and I would change A LOT of the words in there cause some might be offensive or triggering to others. So, yeah, just read at your own risk. **** I stared into the brown eyes of the boy I've grown to love. "Jake, A lady could be mentally ill on the inside, but be a supermodel on the outside. You have to understand that not all scars are visible. But it doesn't mean those scars won't heal." He stared at me before closing the distance between us with his lips. 2014 copyright. The cover is made by me.

Description: In a loud world where everyone fights to be seen, one boy chooses silence. In Neo-Accra, power is not about shouting - it is about control. At 2AM, when the city sleeps, Samuel awakens. This is the rise of The Silent King. Author: Samuel Owusu

(Credit to Epic Games and Mediatonic) (Cover By Pumpkin_13474971 you should check out Pumpkin_13474971's fanfics) These oneshots will all be Fall Guys oneshots about two gay beans.

Nina Odin is a mute by choice due to guilt. After the death of her father and the comatose of her sick twin brother, her mother lost her sanity and had attempted to kill her several times leaving scars and burns on her body. After her mother committed suicide on her tenth birthday Nina was adopted by a family friend and gained thirteen brothers. Nina is now seventeen years old and is extremely happy with her life but still feels guilty and remains a mute. Axel Slade is seventeen years old and has everything Nina wanted when she was a child. Axel couldn't be happier with his life, his parents and younger sisters love him dearly. Oh he is also a werewolf and he's the alpha of his pack. There's only one thing he wants most that he hasn't got... His mate. What happens when he finds his mate but she's human and a mute who ignores him? Will Nina who has massive trust issues open her heart or her voice