Unspokenlove Stories

📌 This story is divided into Seasons 📌 ✨ The story may look long, but each Season is its own beautiful phase of their journey - easy to follow and binge-read! Season 1- ✔️ Season 2- ✔️ Season 3- everything changes This is a story about Shaurya and Vritika. A shy fresher. A campus star with a hidden heartbreak. When their worlds brush against each other in the chaos of fate, neither knows what's changing within them only that something is. A story of laughter and late-night chai, of friendships and heartbreak, of love that doesn't always need to be spoken to be felt. This is Adhoora Safar - slow-burn, emotional, and deeply human.

ආඩම්බරකාර උලමෙක්ගෙයි... දගකාර අහිංසක කුමාරිකාවගෙයි අතරේ හිදගෙන යන ආලයේ කතාව.... ඔහු උනා නව තැනක්.. නව ආදරයක් ඇයට... ආදරේයි කියන්න... කැමතියි කියන්න වචන ඕනේද?... මොන බොරු කතාවක් ද ඒ... ආදරයට වචන ඕනේ නෑ... වචන වලින් පෙන්නන ආදරේට වඩා ක්‍රියාවෙන් පෙන්නන ආදරේට මං කැමතියි... එකේ රසට මං කැමතියි.. [අභී 🤍 මෙනූ ]

Two strangers connected by a balcony, a window, and a sketchbook. She feared heights. He feared the dark-and still called her his light.

"They were supposed to be friends. But somewhere along the way, they became everything." Jules Maybank has spent her whole life surviving-surviving a broken home, an abusive relationship, and the kind of pain that never fully leaves. She's mastered the art of pretending: perfect smiles, brushed-over bruises, and telling everyone she's fine when she's falling apart inside. She's the tough one. The quiet storm. The girl with sharp eyes and softer scars. John B. Routledge has always been her constant-ever since she ran into him in the third grade with juice box hands and wide-eyed wonder. He was her secret first love, her middle school boyfriend, the one who saw her before the world broke her. But that was then. And this is now. Now, she belongs to someone else. Now, she's the girl behind guarded eyes and walls too high to climb. And John B? He's just trying to keep his own world from falling apart. But as fate keeps pulling them back together-late-night conversations, unspoken glances, shared silence where words don't reach-John B starts to see what's been right in front of him this whole time. That maybe Jules Maybank isn't just his past. Maybe she's his future. And Jules? She starts to realize that love doesn't have to hurt. That maybe she doesn't have to shrink herself to be wanted. That maybe, just maybe, she can be loved like she's the only girl in the world-by the one boy who always saw her, even when she couldn't see herself. In a world that's torn them down, can they choose each other? Or will love slip away before either of them is brave enough to reach for it? He was the calm in her storm. She was the light he didn't know he needed. And together? They might just be everything.

"Not a replacement. Just presence."

So basically I'm re-writing the Finale of Stranger Things since target queer baited us 💙💛 Btw the title for this is a wip along with the actual story and idk if I wanna do chapters so yeh I'm giving Mike his acceptance stage in grief and byler a happy ending Planning to publish this on Ao3 and maybe tumblr (still trying to figure out how on tumblr) (Everything is TBC/WIP!!!!!! So I'll be constantly updating whenever I can! Give feedback if u wish and any suggestions or theories you have about ST in general!💙💛)

They were childhood friends before the world told them to be careful. Same village. Same memories. Same silence that slowly grew between them. She noticed first. He felt it too-but never moved. This is not a love story about endings. It's about restraint, timing, pride, and the kind of bond that stays even when people don't. Almost Us is for anyone who loved someone they were never allowed to choose.

Yeh kahani hai do anjaane dilon ki, jo milkar ek dusre ki zindagi ban gaye. Dosti se shuru hua safar pyaar tak pahucha, jahan khushiyaan bhi thi aur imtihaan bhi. Har mushkil ke baad ek sawaal-kya saccha pyaar jeet paayega? Yeh kahani hai mohabbat, bharose aur kismat ki.

In an era where crowns were heavier than hearts, a king learned how to rule a kingdom- and a princess learned how to wield a sword. He was twenty, born into power, trained to command, and still learning what it meant to be just. She was sixteen, from a small independent kingdom, raised with love, intelligence, and steel in her hands. Their marriage was decided by politics. Their bond was written by fate. He chose her in silence. She misunderstood him in pride. He hid his love behind indifference. She mistook his care for irritation. In a palace full of whispers, conspiracies, and expectations, she stood as a queen who refused to bend- and he became a king who would always stand beside her, even when she believed he stood against her. This is a story of quiet love, sharp swords, unspoken devotion, and a marriage that began with misunderstanding- but was destined to rule not just a kingdom, but each other's hearts. ---

In fleeting glances, quiet rooms, and family gatherings, two lives brush against each other, felt but never claimed. As she grows in realization with every encounter, she carries the spark between them - desire tempered by awareness, love that exists fully in silence. Some connections are never spoken, yet they leave imprints that time cannot erase. The Space Between Us - A Literary Romance in Short Form

The Threads Between Us Some bonds are meant to last a lifetime. Others, no matter how deeply cherished, unravel in the hands of mistakes and unspoken truths. Athena Ysha Belle Samsun and Louis Rain B. Diaz grew up side by side, sharing laughter, secrets, and dreams that only childhood could hold. What started as a friendship blossomed into love-but as hearts intertwined, so did misunderstandings and regrets. When the inevitable fallout comes, they are left not just as strangers, but as fragments of what could have been. The Threads Between Us is a raw and emotional journey through love, loss, and the fragile ties that connect us. It is a story about the beauty of connection, the pain of choices, and the haunting question: can what is broken ever be mended?

"How much?" The voice came from a shadowed figure seated in an expensive car. I frowned, taken aback "Excuse me? I don't understand..." Then realization hit. My eyes dropped to the short dress and heels my friends had convinced me to wear, my stomach twisted. "I...I'm not a prostitute" I stammered, raising my hands as if that would protect me from his gaze. His dark eyes studied me, old, unreadable. Panic began to crawl up my spine, I took a step back "Get in the car" His voice was low, his dark eyes studied me, cold, unreadable. Panic began to crawl up my spine, I took a step back. "Get in the car" His voice was low, a growl that left no room for argument. I spun around and ran. Calla Levkin hadn't even wanted to go clubbing on her eighteenth birthday. She hadn't wanted her friends to squeeze her into revealing clothes, she hadn't wanted to look like someone she wasn't and she definitely hadn't wanted to be mistaken for a prostitute. But life doesn't care what you want, sometimes, it gives you exactly what you fear most.

Kuch mohabbatein lafzon ki mohtaaj nahi hoti... aur kuch izhaar, samjhe jaane se pehle hi thukra diye jaate hain. Hurain - jo mehsoos toh karti hai, magar un ehsaason ko pehchaan nahi paati. Ayaan - jo sab samajhta hai, par kehne ki himmat nahi jutta paata. Ek khamoshi jo dil ki cheekh ban jaati hai, ek izhaar jo samjha hi nahi gaya, aur ek mohabbat jo dua ban kar zinda rehti hai... Duaaon Ka Safar ek aisi kahani hai jahan mohabbat sirf milne ka naam nahi, balki sabr, khamoshi aur intezaar ka imtihaan hai. Kya har mohabbat apna anjaam paati hai? Ya kuch mohabbatein bas dil mein hi reh jaati hain...

Kuch kahaniyan lafzon se nahi... khamoshi se likhi jaati hain. Aira ek nayi sheher mein aati hai, jahan baarish sirf mausam nahi - ehsaas ban jaati hai. Reyan bolta kam hai, mehsoos zyada karta hai. Do ajnabi... ek hi sheher... aur beech mein woh baatein jo kabhi kahi hi nahi gayi. Adhoori Baarish - ek slow-burn love story, jahan nazrein bolti hain aur waqt faisla karta hai.

"I wonder if you British people are all this casual," I said. She turned sharply. "What do you mean?" "Do you flirt with your friends the way you do?" "What do you even know about us?" she challenged. Enough, I thought. More than she wanted me to. "Your ancestors colonized our country for two hundred years," I said. "We've learned enough." She scoffed. "Really? You're pulling that card? You're an asshole." I barely reacted. "Profanity doesn't support you with everything." "I have a tongue. I'll say what I want." "Sure. It just doesn't complement the absence of your brain." She stared at me, and I stared back. The closet seemed to shrink around us. There was nothing left to do but close the space. One step. That's all it took to kiss her. ------- ★ Two Brothers. Same face. Similar thoughts. Different worlds. Broody, intense, quietly passionate. What happens when they fall- one deliberately, one accidentally- each one differently but surely? "Love is intense in its quietness, once you fall, you fall deeply." ✿⁠ ♡ ✧⁠*⁠。 Tropes -•She fell first, he fell harder•- -•Grumpy x Sunshine•- -•Academic Rivals•- -•Tutor x student•- -•Slow burn•- -•High school romance•- -• Forbidden Tension•- But with a lot of banter. And romance. ★ __________________♡ "Four points of view. Four hearts navigating power, passion, and deception. TWINNED is a story where every choice ripples across lives-and nothing is ever simple." Read "Twinned" to find out!

Taaj bhi jhuk jaata hai un rishto ke aage, jo kismat ne khoon se nahi... aansuo se likha ho. ⋆˚✿˖° 𐙚 ₊ ⊹ ♡ "This is not just a story... it's a tale of few souls tied by destiny in the most unexpected ways. Some ran from love, some worshipped it, and some broke under its weight. In a world where responsibility comes before desire, their hearts learned the hardest truth that the deepest bonds are the ones we never speak about... the ones that stay unspoken, yet unforgettable." Welcome to The Unspoken Rishta where loyalty is tested, love is dangerous and every relationship asked "Is love enough?"

Ameera Manga would rather analyze emotions than fall helplessly into them. Warm, magnetic, and effortlessly adored, she lights up every room she enters. Her future is neatly planned, until her final year throws her into chaos with someone she never expected. Zayyan Dikko is her opposite: controlled, precise, and private. Life to him is strategy. His career is on track, his reputation flawless, and his American girlfriend is expecting a proposal. But their parents have a different vision. They insist Ameera and Zayyan get to know each other. Neither wants the arrangement. Both love someone else. So they make a deal: Pretend to fall. Convince everyone. Then walk away beautifully. Simple. Logical. Risk-free. Until the lines blur. Until emotions shift. Until the act stops feeling like an act. Now the question is: What happens when pretending becomes the truth... and walking away becomes the hardest part?

Two idols. One stage. A love hidden beneath the spotlight. ✨

Kierah "Key" Johnson isn't looking for distractions. Between being a psychology major, running a lash business out of her dorm, and trying to stay grounded after losing the people who raised her, she's focused on herself. Elliot Cadeau moves differently. Quiet. Observant. Hard to read. A college basketball star who knows how to communicate in front of cameras-but struggles when it matters most. They weren't supposed to notice each other. But when silence feels louder than words, proximity turns dangerous, and emotions start surfacing without permission, being keyed in becomes unavoidable.

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