Simplicity Stories

The sound of pencil strokes filled the silence, a quiet rhythm against the weight of unspoken words. "I don't even like him." The sketchbook lay open, pages curled at the edges, filled with lines she never meant to draw. His face stared back at her-smudged, incomplete, yet unmistakably him. She sighed, pressing the tip of the pencil against his sketched smile. It wasn't fair. She turned the page. Now, in a crowded university hallway, he leaned against the wall like he belonged there. "Still pretending you don't care?" Rivan's voice held a smirk, but his eyes said something else. She hated that she knew the difference. "He was my childhood tutor. Now, he's my classmate. If this is fate, I want a refund." A flicker of silver caught her eye-the handmade guitar pick spinning between his fingers. Her guitar pick. She had made it without thinking. Had given it away without knowing. Hadn't expected it to find its way to him. He was laying down, staring at the guitar plectrum (pick) above in his hands. His fingers closed over it. "I wonder if she knows she already picked my heart." The paper crinkled beneath her grip, her unfinished sketch staring back at her. "Tell me, Nitya..." The whisper lingered like an unfinished melody. "What am I to you?" ─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ─── ｔｒｏｐｅｓ • Childhood frenemies to lovers. • Friends to lovers. • College mates to lovers. ° He fell first and harder. ° Slow burn. ° Long Distance. ° unrequited ° soft romance ° Bestfriend ArchitectxMusician

It's a mafia story Where the main lead is the mafia king and the female lead is mystery also a owner of event management company Meet Surya Desai a mafia king who feels no empathy for any one his family is the only one whom he shows his caring nature but for our side world he is devil whose smile will destroy the world the question is will he fall for the girl who never experienced family? Meet kalyani Reddy whose parents are murdered and is now earning for her extended familys love and will do every possible things to get it she is kind hearted but cold and lonely has trust issues will she able trust him ? Dig in the story to know if they fill each other hearts with love or they will remain empty

IMPORTANT:ON HOLD TILL 15TH MARCH बेनाम रिश्ता वो.... बेचैन करता जो, हो ना सके जो बयां,दरमियाँ कुछ तो था तेरे मेरे दरमियाँ.... ~✧ ♡ ☀︎ ~ 🔱 Aadi - a devotee of Maa Parvati, quiet as faith 🌙 Mihi - a devotee of Shiv Ji , soft as devotion Her softness, his calm. Her sun, his presence Her presence, his sunshine. Her shoulders carry expectations, his presence becomes protection-unspoken, steady. She feels like a morning prayer. He feels like evening serenity. Together, they stand as the epitome of divine love - not as deities, but as two human souls finding balance in each other. Some love stories are not meant to be spoken. They are meant to be felt. This is not a story of loud confessions or dramatic promises. It is a story of glances that linger, silences that understand, and a connection that feels older than memory itself. Here, love does not seek to possess. It chooses to surrender. To trust time. To believe that what is meant to return will always find its way back. Woven through ordinary days are friendships and failures, regrets and lessons, moments of joy and ache- each quietly shaping two souls toward who they are meant to become. Beneath it all flows something unseen, yet deeply present- a subtle spirituality, reminding us that some bonds are not created. They are remembered. This is not a tale of fleeting romance. It is a story of purity, restraint, and devotion- of a love that exists even in distance, quiet, sacred, and eternal.

**Serendipity** *Sope* The occurrence and development of events by chance in a happy or beneficial way. *serendipity*: A series of serendipitous encounters led to their unexpected success.

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Viraj Mukherjee, the ruthless and disciplined CEO of the Mukherjee Textile Group, Delhi, believes he knows exactly who his bride is- a simple girl from a village near Kolkata, chosen by his parents, daughter of his late father's closest friend. What he doesn't know is that Sneha is not simple. She is a doctor, grieving, broken, and still trying to breathe after losing her parents in a tragic accident. With no family left, she stands alone when her father's old friend steps forward-not just to support her, but to fulfill a promise made years ago. Two strangers tied by fate. One loveless marriage. And an explosion waiting to happen when truth, love, and pain collide. #complete

Serenity Norms Exist (verb) : Have objective reality or being Synonym : live

Its a life that many of us crave(or just me maybe..), no stress no worries or cares. Just a simple girl living in the rural countryside in the middle of nowhere. This is a descriptive short story that really resonated with me at very stressful periods . It was a sort of quick escape from the harsh reality of life. I hope you enjoy it !

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Stand Alone.. Hyeasha Izz Achenta is an epitome of simplicity, loving sister and goal-oriented girl that made people love her most. She's a third year college taking up BS in Culinary Arts. She loves cooking that made her took that course. Just like other girls, she has her insecurities too. But what people love about her she never complaints on what God gave to her. She's contented for what she had. She never ask for money and fame. She's innocent and humble. That's why people in their batch ashamed to court her. Unfortunately, she's not fond of courting and suitors. She seen boys as her friend and acquaintance, nothing more. But everything changed when she met Clent Yuseff Servantes, a broken-hearted man who's into her ex-fiance named Xhantall. Everything was all new for her. Her hearts pounding so fast. She became conscious in everything she do, wear and say. She never notice that she silently falling for the guy whom she doesn't know if the guy is romantically in love with her. ----------------------- Date Started: January 05, 2021

HeartwareUpdate is a witty, heartfelt slow-burn romance told through the eyes of Shriya, a sharp-tongued, tech-savvy girl, and Prish, a conflicted young man caught between family expectations and his heart. Amid playful friend group banter and emotional vulnerability, they navigate past wounds, unspoken feelings, and the challenge of choosing love fearlessly-one honest moment at a time. Alert: A Mere short story

Kellan met Tiara when they got paired in their highschool orientation. The two went pretty well as friends, and they hoped, although never blatantly spoken, to stay like that, again and again.

Just like the title.... Stories, 2 Sentences Long I'll be posting 1 each week....Bear with Me

There are times in life where you mind goes completely around ' if only ' . Out of the million conversations and debate I have with my mind, some I thought to let it out and let go. If only that was possible...

She likes to see people plain and clear, everyone different in their thoughts and style but blending together in a simple environment. Not too special, but not underrated. But in Grey's black and white world she found someone unique. Say, she saw a shade of green.

Carlson Spencer is the smartest student in Sansrival University. Besides, he is quiet and the most handsome in the university, so the girls are crazy about him But what you don't expect is that the smart and quiet man will love a woman who can't see her beautiful features And this woman is none other than Allison Morris the rich that everyone fears and looks up to. © All rights reserved wadestro_

These poems help bring a peaceful feel to your day. Hopefully you can relate to these in some way:)

Was it the cover that lured you in? Persuaded your curious nature? Perhaps not. There are too many possible theories as to why you are reading this now, mine may very well be wrong. Regardless though, I am happy you are here. My name is RCG and I am writing letters. Letters to you.