Historias de Song

Nuptial Night He sits on the edge of the bed, fingers clenched tightly, knuckles pressing into each other in quiet tension. He loves her with everything he has. Yet this marriage... it was never expected, not by him, not by her. The day he learned she was ready to accept someone else as her life partner, something inside him broke. His world came to a sudden halt. He knew the truth all too well. She cared for him deeply, but it was never love. And so, he forced himself to accept the reality that she was never meant to be his. But fate had other plans. Cruel, unexpected plans. It dragged her into his life again, binding them together in the worst possible way, leaving no room for choice. As his thoughts spiral, the door slowly opens.He lifts his head. She steps inside, draped in a beautiful saree, her movements graceful, her presence quietly overwhelming. She has always looked stunning, no matter what she wore. Back in college, an entire campus had gone crazy over her beauty. Her voice cuts through his thoughts, sharp and trembling. "Yen ipdi paninga?"

༄𝐒𝐭𝐲𝐥𝐞 "'𝐶𝑎𝑢𝑠𝑒 𝑤𝑒 𝑛𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟 𝑔𝑜 𝑜𝑢𝑡 𝑜𝑓 𝑆𝑡𝑦𝑙𝑒, 𝑊𝑒 𝑛𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟 𝑔𝑜 𝑜𝑢𝑡 𝑜𝑓 𝑆𝑡𝑦𝑙𝑒"

I wrote this for myself. But if you want, you can read it too.

[𝗝𝗨𝗠𝗣 {⏳✨🪐} ] 𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄 Stella Rivers jumps through time with her handy dandy vortex manipulator and joins her friends on adventures of a lifetime in all of time and space. "Hello, they call me Stellar. Cheers." (get ready to 𝐣𝐮𝐦𝐩 to the stars!) (doctor who) (between seasons 1-??)

romance Fjolla, very drunk and swept up in the lovey-dovey atmosphere around her, made an impulsive decision to call her ex... or so she thought. In her hazy state, she dialed the wrong number - and ended up calling a complete stranger instead.

~•~★~•~ 𝑯𝒆 𝒕𝒐𝒐𝒌 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝑰 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝒎𝒆. 𝑺𝒐 𝑰'𝒍𝒍 𝒕𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝒉𝒊𝒎. 𝑴𝒂𝒚 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒆𝒆𝒕𝒔 𝒓𝒖𝒏 𝒓𝒆𝒅 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒃𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒅 𝒐𝒇 𝒉𝒊𝒎 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒉𝒆 𝒉𝒐𝒍𝒅𝒔 𝒅𝒆𝒂𝒓. ~•~ Avyxia Kleymor's peaceful life was shattered when an elvin assassin murdered her parents before her very eyes. Kneeling in a pool of her mother's blood, Avyxia vowed to find the person who took everything from her. Rage and sorrow consumed her young heart as her life gained a new and horrible purpose: vengeance at any cost. ~•~ 𝙋𝙧𝙤𝙢𝙥𝙩: 𝙆𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨 𝙝𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙝𝙤𝙣𝙤𝙧, 𝙨𝙤𝙡𝙙𝙞𝙚𝙧𝙨 𝙝𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙗𝙧𝙖𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮, 𝙥𝙤𝙚𝙩𝙨 𝙝𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙩 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙄 𝙝𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙞𝙨 𝙧𝙖𝙜𝙚. ★OPEN NOVELLA CONTEST 2026 ★Cover by me ★Thanks for reading! «Tales Of Yvenia» ~•~★~•~

What would you do if one day you found yourself in the world of Shadow Slave? Would you try to change the outcome or would you just follow the script? Are you brave enough to take the lead or would you simply step aside and enjoy life? You are Sunless, and also, you know the plot until the volume 10. It's not so bad, am I wrong? However... what if you found yourself in the world of Shadow Slave as Sunless, but the story is a 'little' different than the one you know? Let's find out!

Marauders' era Harry Potter oneshots based off of the album folklore by Taylor Swift Possible Relationships: Regulus Black/James Potter (Jegulus) Regulus Black/Remus Lupin (Moonwater) Regulus Black/Barty Crouch Jr. (Bartylus) Sirius Black/Remus Lupin (Wolfstar) Lily Evans/Severus Snape (Snily) Lily Evans/James Potter (Jily) Sirius Black/Severus Snape (Snack) Barty Crouch Jr./Evan Rosier (Rosekiller) Regulus Black/Lily Evans (Waterlily) Update: I'm fighting my homework right now.. I'll update when I can!!

Two people longing and yearning to be heard-to be loved. Though complete opposites, they find an unexpected common ground. As they face the journey ahead, will their hearts finally beat in time? ®All Rights Reserved 2026

𝙼𝚢 𝚜𝚘𝚗𝚐 𝚕𝚢𝚛𝚒cs... My songs wrote based on how felt at a certain point of time, written when I was at my lowest. So if you don't like them you can fuck off 💋 Also so far 12% of the credit goes to @Beth_MarvelAvengers (sorry beth, I had to say 12%) Enjoy!

It was the last day of school when Aubrey finally told him. The hallway was loud, lockers slamming and friends laughing, but all she could hear was her own heartbeat. She confessed with trembling hands and hopeful eyes. He smiled politely, scratched the back of his neck, and said, "You're really nice, but I don't feel the same way." That was it. No dramatic music. No rain. Just a quiet rejection that echoed in her chest long after the bell rang. That summer, she cried. A lot. But somewhere between late-night journaling and staring at her ceiling, something changed. She got tired of replaying his words. Tired of feeling small. So she picked up her old guitar again. The one collecting dust in the corner of her room. She started writing. A song that would change her whole life. Party Like A Rockstar.

Every chapter is a song. Every song is about her. Avery Adams didn't plan to notice her. But somewhere between Monday morning meetings and accidental elevator rides, Julianne Lauren Campbell became impossible to ignore. Now Avery's days are filled with stolen glances and conversations she'll overthink for hours. Her nights? Endless what ifs and a playlist she keeps adding to. Songs she's never going to send. What do you do when the person you can't stop thinking about probably doesn't even know you exist? And what if she does? - A workplace romance. A secret playlist. And two people who might just be listening to the same song.

This contains a compilation of dreams and nightmares of the author. "There is no END to a perfect dream..."

"Unheard" is a collection of poems about quiet moments - the kind that slip between noise and stillness. They speak of distance, waiting, small hopes, and the wish to oneself to be seen; or heard. Soft, honest, and a little lonely - these poems are for anyone who's ever felt like their own voice disappears into a loud world.

Planning for the massive posse cut (collaboration of 4 or more rappers) I'm working on

🦚Har baat samjhana sada, sambhav nahi radhe.. Samay samjhayega... __________________________________________________ She believes in devotion, not love. He believes in control, not emotions. __________________________________________________ Sheetal Das, a chaotic, outspoken girl from Odisha, moves to Delhi for her studies, carrying laughter, faith, and zero intentions of falling in love. Allergic to boys and devoted to Krishna, she never notices when feelings begin to grow - until destiny places her in the path of a boy who watches her a little too closely. Shivank Singh Randhawa, is calm, reserved, and unreadable, a man who never lets emotions dictate his choices. But the moment he sees her, something shifts - silently, deeply, irrevocably. __________________________________________________ "And if I stop believing?" "Then I'll believe for both of us, meri priye" __________________________________________________ Because some connections don't need a meeting. They are felt __________________________________________________ Tropes Love at first sight She fell first but he fell harder She slipped into love. He drowned in it. Unknown connection that can be felt Silent Longing Possession & Devotion Multiple couples

. ݁₊ ⊹ . ݁ ⟡ ݁ . ⊹ ₊ ݁. 🎶 LALALAAA, my dandelionsss!! 🎶 Guess who's back?? Yep, your chaotic little Luna with my third workkk 🥳 and honestly... I'm both excited and nervous because this isn't like the usual stories. This isn't a plot. No mafia, no kings, no queens. Just music. Just lyrics. Just emotions that refuse to shut up inside my head. Because let's be real - I'm that person who: - replays the same song 500 times like a maniac 🙃 - screams "THIS SONG IS SO ME" every 3 minutes 💁♀️ - cries at 3AM with earphones in like it's free therapy 😭 - and still says "one more replay" while already on the 87th one 😌 So yeah... welcome to my chaos disguised as a book. 🎧 WELCOME TO MY LYRIC WORLD 🎧 A safe corner where: ✧ Some songs broke me. ✧ Some songs healed me. ✧ And some just sat in my chest like home. Languages? Oh bestie, we don't do limits here. English, Hindi, Telugu, Tamil, Spanish, Arabic - if it makes my heart scream, it's going in. Because your author is HIGHKEY obsessed with music in every language (lowkey is a lie 👀). And you know what? This isn't just my diary - it's ours. If you've ever: - stared at the ceiling while letting lyrics eat you alive, - whispered lines under your breath like a secret spell, - or felt your whole chest ache because of a verse- Then welcome home, bestie. You belong here. This is not fancy. It's not polished. It's messy, chaotic, and loud in the quietest way. But it's real. It's soft. And it's honest. So grab your headphones, lie down, and let's vibe together through words that don't just rhyme, but bleed. To my dandelions 🌼 - thank you for vibing with me always, for listening, for laughing at my chaos, for turning my noise into comfort. This book is for you. For us. For every soul that ever whispered... "this song is me." . ݁₊ ⊹ . ݁ ⟡ ݁ . ⊹ ₊ ݁.

baby, you're like lighting in a bottle © reputology

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