Traumahealing Stories

Complete Hello everyone I'm back and I'm planning to rewrite this book.😜 They buried a child they were told never lived. Years later, a little girl with silver hair, mismatched eyes, and scars no two-year-old should have walks into their world-unnamed, unclaimed, and afraid. The López family doesn't know who she is. But someone does. And they never wanted her found. She didn't die. She was erased

She is the lost princess of the Twilight Ocean Clan-cursed, exiled, and forgotten by history. When the ocean begins to fracture and ancient forces awaken, she is summoned back to the depths to restore balance and break the spell that binds her fate. As she searches for the truth behind her curse, she is drawn into a dangerous love triangle: a feared leader of the war clan who threatens the seas, and the devoted Twilight Clan general sworn to protect her-even from herself. With kingdoms on the edge of collapse and her heart pulled in opposite directions, the greatest battle she faces may not be for the ocean... but for her soul. Submitted to the Open Novella Contest 2026.

In the city of Virelia, mercy is a weakness, and power is written in blood. At only twenty-six, Kael Voss rules Iron Row with an iron grip. When their father was murdered, Kael became more than just a brother-he became protector, provider, and the ruthless leader of the most feared gang in the city. Every decision he makes is for survival. Every enemy he destroys is another day his brothers live. Kael has no room for softness. No room for love. Until he meets Adrian Hale. Beautiful, distant, and guarded behind haunted grey eyes, Adrian appears in the dim lights of an underground club where the powerful indulge in their darkest desires. Something about him feels wrong. Too quiet. Too careful. Too broken. Adrian refuses help. Refuses trust. Refuses Kael. But Kael is used to uncovering secrets.

She thought it was love. It was possession. Anooshia Haaron was ordinary. A university student. A chai lover. A girl with simple dreams. Until the night in the library. Until him . Salar Sikandar. Amber eyes. Old money. Dangerous obsession. He had watched her for two years. Every move. Every breath. Every secret. And now he was ready to claim what he considered his . "You are mine, Anooshia. You always were." She tried to run. He controlled the exits. She tried to hide. He owned the shadows. She tried to resist. He had already won. Trapped in a gilded cage of roses and thorns, Anooshia must navigate a man who doesn't understand love-only ownership. A man who builds prisons from compliments. Who turns care into chains. Who believes that to love is to consume . But Anooshia is stronger than she looks. And Salar Sikandar has never met someone who could love him back... into humanity. Or destroy them both trying. This is not a love story. This is a possession story. And possession, once begun, never truly ends. Dark romance. Psychological thriller. Obsessive love. If you like your heroes morally gray and your romance dangerously intense, enter the world of Saya-e-Dil. But remember: some shadows, once they touch you, never let go.

I didn't plan on falling in love with Harry Styles. I planned on surviving. Behind a bar, my life makes sense. Drinks in, drinks out. Keep moving. Don't get too close to anyone who might leave. Harry ruins that system the moment he walks in. He's patient in a way that's dangerous. Gentle in a way that makes it hard to keep my distance. He doesn't try to fix me, doesn't ask me to explain the parts of my life I'd rather keep buried. He just... stays. What starts as late-night conversations and quiet companionship slowly becomes something neither of us expected. Something steady. Something terrifying. Something that might actually be love. And when you've spent your entire life learning how to do everything alone, letting someone stay might be the hardest thing of all.

I took a flight to escape the ache in my chest. The sky refused to let me. The crash ended the world in seconds. I woke beneath snow and twisted metal, surrounded by strangers... and one man the world knew too well. A man never meant to survive beside me. On the mountain, survival became mechanical. Breathe. Move. Endure. Repeat. Far away, the empire I left behind did not collapse. It hardened. Those who loved me most were forced into silence. One held the structure together with discipline. Another carried the weight of decisions no one wanted to make. And the man I tried to forget began to break under a grief he was never taught to survive. Rescue did not bring relief. It returned us to a world that demanded composure instead of truth. Love did not save us. It lingered. Unspoken. Misplaced. Heavy enough to fracture everything it touched. Now I must face the life I ran from, the man I left behind, and the consequences of surviving while others were already being mourned. Survival is not freedom. It is debt. And every silence collects interest. *** Disclaimer This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to real people, events, or organizations is purely coincidental.

Though his medicines work miracles, regarded by many as gifts of the divine, villagers remain wary whenever he arrives to trade. They respect him and speak highly of the lone herbalist, yet they fear him just as much. For there are rumors - even songs - about the lonely man who lives deep in the forest, where those who wander in are never seen again, and only he reemerges every time. His unchanging youthful appearance over the years has birthed darker tales: that Thorne is an immortal who feeds upon the essence of the young. But Thorne never minded such stories. In truth, they made his life easier, keeping prying eyes and nosy villagers away. Still, the fear surrounding him makes it difficult to ask for help when he needs it most. Few know the herbalist by name, and even fewer dare visit him without his permission. Then, two beast sufferers joined his secluded household, and the rumors grew worse. Beast sufferers - those cursed with unpredictable episodes of death and destruction - are exiled regardless of how gentle they remain in human form. Many fathers and mothers, with heartbreak, have had to turn their own children away. Driven into isolation or forced to seek rare communities willing to tolerate them, they become shadows on the edges of society. Now, in that lonely cottage hidden within the forest, three men live together. And so, their story begins.

In a kingdom on a brink of war, Captain Dinah Aveline is determined to rise, to avenge her parents' murder. Even if that means clashing everyday with Major Kian Raine - the Lord of Ruins - a prodigy who hates losing as much as he hates wanting her. Eventually the war commences, their rivalry becomes the only thing sharp enough to survive the adversities. Enemies. Allies. Something more. In war, even the hearts become battlefields. (Inspired from Powerless triology, Defy the Night triology)

She survived a childhood that tried to break her. Violence. Fear. Silence. Escaping her past was the first step - learning to live was harder. When she moves to a new country, she finds unexpected comfort in a carefree roommate whose warmth begins to melt the walls she built around her heart. For the first time, she dares to hope... and to love. But bad timing has its own cruelty. Betrayed by circumstance and convinced love only leaves scars, she walks away before she can be abandoned again. Years later, she has rebuilt herself - stronger. colder. untouchable. Until the arrival of a ruthless CEO who doesn't believe in love... who mirrors the same wounds she buried. Just as their guarded hearts begin to open, her past returns - with an invitation... and a second chance she never asked for. Now she must decide: Is love worth risking everything again? Or are some hearts safer left unbroken?

Forever House is a romantic sci-fi thriller about love, ethics, and the monsters we create in the name of progress. Lillian Silver is a brilliant genetics student who believes she's working on cures for inherited diseases. David Carter is the boy who once promised her "forever" in a childhood treehouse-and the man who will risk everything to keep her alive. When students begin disappearing from campus, Lilly uncovers a horrifying truth: her research is being used to create a virus that rewrites human DNA, transforming people into something inhuman. The deeper she digs, the more dangerous the truth becomes-until she realizes the project is tied to her own past... and the parents she lost. Hunted by the people who need her research to survive, Lilly must choose between stopping a nightmare she helped create or saving the ones she loves. Some promises survive time. Some houses are built from secrets. And some monsters are born in laboratories.

piglin sbi consisting of Philza, Technoblade, Wilbur, and Tommy + Tubbo and Ranboo as a bonus (they will appear later than I thought) plays in the Minecraft Nether dimension Cover credit goes to field_clown on Instagram !TW for physical violence, blood, graphic wound description, and BIG trauma! !!Everything that I write is purely fictional and does not reflect on the real people, just the characters they played as in the Dsmp!!

He was the storm. She was the calm. And somehow, they found a rhythm that survived every shadow - betrayal, danger, fear, wounds, and the past they never escaped. Niharika Mehra spent years hiding behind silence - until life, fate, and a storm of emotions led her into the path of Vikrant Singh Rathore, a man carved from intensity and devotion. Two broken hearts. Two quiet souls. One rhythm that brought them home. This is a story of healing, devotion, slow-burning ,longing, and a love that refused to break. A love that survived the storm.

Sometimes the person you chase isn't the one your heart was meant to find. After three months away caring for her sick sister, Marnie returns home determined to fix what she left behind. Most of all, she wants to spend the summer with Walter-the boy she loves. But Walter isn't the same anymore. And before she can understand why, he leaves town for the entire summer. Marnie knows she should let him go. Instead, she follows him. And this is when everything turns upside down.

Fading Echoes ​Viktor Krum is recovering at Durmstrang, physically broken and haunted by a "ghostly" longing for a person he can't quite remember. While watching Quidditch under a rare summer sun, he feels an invisible bond to someone lost in his shattered memories. ​Hermione Granger starts her Muggle life at the University of Glasgow. The Gothic campus feels like a "miniature Hogwarts," stirring subconscious echoes of a past without magic. Though she is moving forward, a quiet void remains. ​The Bond: Separated by distance and forgotten lives, both characters are tied together by a lingering connection that refuses to fade.

⋆˙⟡Your Beloved Bairiya ⋆˙⟡ ╰┈➤A TALE OF SIX SOULS, THREE BEGININGS,ONE STORY - : love that always find its way home ⋆this story was born from the kind of love that feels familiar-even when you've never lived it ⋆ ⚝ AYRA MALHOTRA ⏾ She "avoided men" like they didn't exist. ⚝ ADITYA SINGHANIA ☀︎ He believed he could "handle her-with ease". She hates men. He refuses to give up. ★ᯓ────────────────ᯓ★ Ayra built her world around silence after one incident changed her forever. Trust was buried. Fear was hidden. And love? Completely locked away. Aditya doesn't know what broke her. He only knows he wants to fix what he didn't break. But can he really erase a fear that has lived inside her for years? Can he make her believe that not every man is the same? Or will her past destroy everything before love even begins? Because sometimes, loving someone with scars means fighting battles you can't even see 𓇢𓆸 🫧𓇼𓏲*ੈ✩‧₊˚･°❀⋆.࿔*:･ .✦ ݁˖Aditya Singhania was like the sun. Bright, confident, and impossible to miss. An extrovert with a kind heart, he carried warmth wherever he went- always there for his friends, loving deeply, fiercely. For the people he called his own, he could burn the whole world without hesitation. .✦ ݁˖Ayra was never meant to shine that way. She glowed instead-quiet and gentle. An ambivert who spoke little, she opened herself only where she felt safe. Her calm hid depth, and her silence carried strength. 𓇼When their paths crossed, it was not chaos. It was balance. 𓇼He learned how to soften his fire for her. She learned how to rise without fear. He mended the cracks in her silence, and she bloomed-glowing full and true, like the moon she was always meant to be . ݁₊ ⊹ . ݁ ⟡ ݁ . ⊹ ₊ ݁⏾⋆.˚⋆☀︎. (˶˃ ᵕ ˂˶) Exited ????? Officially started writeing on : 14|02|2026

A powerful CEO wife. A fragile , misunderstood husband. An arranged marriage that neither asked for - but both desperately needed. PRISHA SINGHANIA is used to running a company , not a marriage AARAV RATHORE is used to running from his past , not facing a fearless woman who refuses to let him hide. but when their worlds collide , something unexpected happens: He finds comfort in her touch . She finds truth in his silence. And together , they discover a love that heals more than it hurts. from jealous office drama to late-night-cuddles, from shy forehead kisses to heart-shaking confessions - this is the story of two broken pieces that fit only with each other. A romance of patience , healing , passion , and a slow-burn that makes your heart ache in sweetest way .

In the glittering, blood-stained world of the city's underworld, three names reign supreme: Hua Yong, the cold and calculating strategist; Shen Wenleng, the stoic and deadly enforcer; and Gao Tu, the charming and ruthless information broker. Bound by blood and bullets, their lives are a symphony of violence and control, leaving little room for anything soft. All that changes on a single, fateful night. Ambushed and left for dead, the three mafia kings are forced to crawl through a dark alley, seeking refuge. They find it through the unlocked back door of a small, warm bakery that smells of bread and sugar. Inside, they meet Sheng Shouyou, the owner-a young man with flour on his apron and a gentle smile that seems to hold a universe of sadness. Instead of calling the police or running in fear, he cleans their wounds with trembling but determined hands, feeds them warm soup, and offers them a silence filled with an unexpected peace. Drawn to his kindness like moths to a gentle flame, the three most dangerous men in the city find themselves captivated by the sweetest, most innocent person they've ever met. But Sheng carries scars of his own, a past full of shadows that he hides behind his oven's warmth. As Hua Yong, Shen Wenleng, and Gao Tu find themselves returning to the bakery, not for business, but for the solace only Sheng provides, they must learn that some things are worth more than power. Can three ruthless killers protect one pure heart from the darkness of their world? And can that one pure heart teach them how to heal their own?

She came to heal. He came to hide. Aadhya Sharma arrived at Delhi University with dreams stitched from her parents' sacrifices and a heart full of hope. Brilliant, kind, and relentlessly optimistic, she believed everyone deserved a second chance. Then she met him. Reyansh Malhotra-the campus's infamous Ice King. Devastatingly intelligent. Heartbreakingly beautiful. Completely untouchable. They say he's heartless. They say two people died because of him. They say he'll destroy anyone who gets too close. But Aadhya sees something they don't. Behind those cold, dark eyes lies a pain so deep it's drowning him. A guilt so heavy it's crushing him. A heart so broken it's forgotten how to beat. When a mandatory mentorship program forces them together, Aadhya makes a dangerous decision: she won't give up on him. Even when he pushes her away. Even when the truth about his past threatens to shatter everything. Even when falling for him might be the biggest mistake of her life. Because some people aren't meant to be saved. They're meant to be understood. But what happens when the boy who's convinced he destroys everything he touches finally lets someone in?

Book 2 of the SCARS Series "Scars are not born; they grow from hidden roots." Amrutha- a girl who escaped hell, but still carries it inside her. Ishaan - a boy made of warmth, laughter, and quiet strength. ✧ She walks through life afraid to breathe too loudly. He walks through it making everyone feel safe. When their worlds collide, his light begins to touch the places her past left dark. But love is never simple when danger follows you, when secrets are buried deep, and when scars have roots that refuse to let go. Roots of Scars is not just a love story. It is about a girl learning to trust again and a boy who chooses to stand beside her, no matter how ugly the truth becomes. Because sometimes, the softest hearts are the bravest ones. Will Ishaan's love be enough to pull Amrutha out of the shadows... Or will the roots of her scars drag them both back into the dark?

Sol and Aster meet in college, in a dorm they end up sharing - and eventually, much more than just space. It's not a magical first encounter. Not a spark, not a storm. Just two people - strangers at first - crossing paths through chipped mugs, poetry scribbled in the dark, quiet drawings at 3AM, and sticky notes written in silence, corners torn. (Set in the same universe as Three-Legged Chair, and Invisible)