Younglove Stories

𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐨𝐟𝐟-𝐥𝐢𝐦𝐢𝐭𝐬, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐝𝐞𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭. 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐢𝐭 𝐝𝐢𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐩 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐨 𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐮𝐫𝐲. 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐛𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐧 -𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐢𝐭 𝐟𝐞𝐥𝐭 𝐬𝐨 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝.

RJ thought transferring to Westbridge High would give her a fresh start. She was wrong. The moment she walked into that school, everyone noticed her - especially him. Steve was quiet, mysterious, and the one boy people warned her to stay away from. But the more RJ tries to avoid him, the deeper she gets pulled into secrets, jealousy, drama, and feelings she never expected. At Westbridge High, popularity is power, enemies smile in your face, and one wrong move can change everything.

𝖨 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾 𝗆𝖾 𝖾𝗇𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖻𝗈𝗍𝗁 𝗈𝖿 𝗎𝗌. 𝖳𝗁𝖺𝗍'𝗌 𝗐𝗁𝗒 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗍𝗋𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝗆𝖾 𝖨 𝗄𝗇𝗈𝗐 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖻𝖾𝖾𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁 𝗆𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗇 𝗆𝗈𝗌𝗍 𝗈𝖿 𝗎𝗌. 𝖲𝗈 𝗐𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎? 𝖶𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎, 𝘄𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝘀𝗼 𝗮𝗳𝗿𝗮𝗶𝗱 𝗼𝗳? 𝖥𝗋𝗈𝗆 𝖳𝗂𝗆𝖾 𝖡𝗒 𝖣𝗋𝖺𝗄𝖾 𝖥𝗍 𝖩𝗁𝖾𝗇é 𝖠𝗂𝗄𝗈 ↻ ◁ || ▷ ↺

It all started with a rumour-the kind that everyone insists is true. Andrea Quinn, a nineteen-year-old college student, has always been surrounded by one rumour everywhere she goes. When she hears whispers that her male friend has feelings for her. It's nothing new to her, but she denies it and convinces herself it's nothing. But what happens when the rumours surrounding them soon start to prove true? They both feel it. They both want it, but neither is willing to risk 15 years of friendship for something unstable. Andrea struggles with her own feelings as she navigates mixed signals and fears losing what she already has. ~~~~~ By the time I slid into the passenger seat of his car, I was buzzing with excitement like a kid who'd just been told they were going to Disneyland. The window was down, the sun was spilling gold onto the dashboard, and Xander looked unfairly good in the driver's seat. The moment he started the engine, I grabbed his hand and plopped it on my lap. He blinked at me. "What are you doing?" "Keeping your hand safe," I said simply, tracing circles on his palm with the tip of my finger. "From what exactly?" "Loneliness." He stiffened but didn't pull away. If anything, his thumb twitched a little, like he wanted to hold back but couldn't. I grinned to myself and started drawing random shapes on his skin: hearts, stars, a very questionable flower. He didn't pull away. In fact, after a few seconds, his thumb brushed against my knuckles. Just barely. But it was enough to make my chest do this stupid warm things that I was going to blame on the sun. Then, without really thinking about it, I laced our fingers together. He cleared his throat. "...Andrea." "Yes?" "You're... dangerous." I grinned wider. "I've been told." I turned to look at him. He was staring ahead, but his jaw was a little tight and his ears had gone pink. Cute. So, so cute.

When Olivia's young mother faced an impossible choice-keep her child or lose her inheritance-she made the heartbreaking decision to abandon the newborn Olivia at an orphanage. Growing up, Olivia never stopped hoping that one day she'd find a family of her own. That chance came when she turned 14 and the wealthy Hilton family adopted her. But reality hit her hard as soon as she realized she was merely a replacement for the Hiltons' missing daughter, Caroline. On Olivia's 24th birthday, the Hilton family announced her marriage to General Clayton Bradford, four years her senior, the most sought-after bachelor in town, and the man she had secretly loved from afar. She thought he could learn to love her too. But four years later, he still couldn't forget Caroline. Just as Olivia discovered she was pregnant, Caroline returned, shattering any chance she had of Clayton truly loving her. Faced with the painful reality that she could never compete with his first love, Olivia asked for a divorce and left her husband.

"Famiglia vuol dire tutto ~ Family means everything." The Knight Brothers had been brought up with that phrase since they were a little bambino. This series consists of the brothers whose one action would change the course of their life. 3. The Billion Dollar Dream. ****** Aaron Diego Knight-the thirdborn and the black sheep of the Knight family-believes family is built on love, not obligation. To him, life should be lived boldly, with dreams worth chasing, not merely endured. But those dreams shattered before his eyes. In a world of violence, guns, and shadows, he remains the abnormal-the one who dares to feel, to hope, and to love. And love he did...for the girl who wasn't just a dream lost, but a second chance found. She is his redemption. His reason to believe in dreams again. Emma Lily Rose-a name as graceful as her pirouettes. The golden girl of ballet, the radiant soul who lit up every room. Her future was destined for the stage, her smile once brighter than the sun. But that light dimmed. The sparkle in her eyes dulled. Where warmth once bloomed, only cold bitterness remains. Once a sweet, wide-eyed dreamer, now a wounded young woman-broken by love, scarred by the boy who stole her heart. Bound by a tragedy that changed everything, can they find their way back to the dreams they once held? Or are they doomed to live with only the shattered dreams of what could've been? Read to find out. ****** Started: 16/06/2025 2025 © SADIA KARIM

"You can hear it in the silence. You can feel it on the way home. You can see it with the lights out. You are in love, true love. You are in love." - Taylor Swift (1989)

Y/N & Owen Cooper fanfic! SLOWBURN!! Y/N just moved to Liverpool with her mom, read to find out more!

Another Zatima Story... Really still trying to figure out what I should put here, let's see how the story evolves.

There was nothing wrong with being alone. Vivienne loved being by herself, but maybe a little too much as it kept her comfortable in her bubble for too long. After being paired up with Laurin for a history presentation they soon help each other come out of their shells. A young teenage love story unravels between two students in sixth form at a competitive private school and yet they still have the time of their lives in their last years of youth. - I have written this story when I was 17 years old. I want to finish it and publish it to make my younger self feel seen and accomplish knowing that this fun, little story has finally been seen and appreciated by others. Please give it a read as I am currently updating and publishing chapters, but also please enjoy what my younger self had made. Love, Karin

"I fucking love you, Winter. I have always loved you so fucking much my heart feels like it's going to explode when I look at you." His voice broke as the last word slipped from his lips. I stood frozen in front of him, my chest aching, my throat closing around every truth I had spent years swallowing. "Troy..." "No," he said, stepping closer, his eyes burning with pain. "You don't get to say my name like that. Not after disappearing. Not after leaving me in that hospital bed. Not after making me think you hated me." Tears blurred my vision, but I refused to let them fall. Because if I cried, I would break. And if I broke, I would tell him everything. His jaw clenched as he looked at me, like he was fighting the urge to touch me and hating himself for still wanting to. "You ruined me, Win," he said. "Do you understand that? I have all the money, all the titles, all the fame, and none of it means a damn thing because the only girl I ever wanted." He paused, looking away from me. "Never loved me."

This story follows a deep and emotional first love that begins in childhood between two best friends who grow up together from kindergarten. After years of separation when the girl moves away, they lose contact, only to reunite unexpectedly later in life. Their connection reignites quickly, and they begin a short relationship that feels like a continuation of their childhood bond. However, misunderstandings and hurtful words lead to a painful breakup. Despite everything, her feelings for him never fully fade. He remains her first true love, deeply rooted in her heart. The story reaches its emotional peak when she sees him move on with someone else, forcing her to confront the pain of waiting, loving, and losing someone who once meant everything to her.

𐙚 ⋆°Ishq Sufiyana - Before We Knew Love𐙚 ⋆° ─── 𓂃⋆｡°✩ ─── Kabir Singhania 𝜗𝜚˚⋆ Meet Kabir Singhania, a 17-year-old student of 11th standard, quiet power wrapped in calm eyes and unspoken storms. Known for his sharp mind, effortless leadership, and a presence that commands silence, Kabir is the boy everyone admires... but no one truly understands. Behind his composed smiles and controlled words lives a boy who learned to hide his pain, protect his people in silence, and love so deeply... it shows in everything except his words. Isha Luthra 𝜗𝜚˚⋆ Meet Isha Luthra, a 17-year-old student of 11th standard, the kind of girl who feels like sunlight after a long winter. Wild laughter, dancing eyes, endless chaos, and a heart far bigger than she lets the world see. Carefree, fearless, and beautifully alive, Isha turns ordinary moments into magic... while quietly carrying a strength powerful enough to heal even the deepest scars. ─── ⋆𓇼𓈒𓏸 ─── Kabir: "I spent my whole life hiding my storms... then you became the place they felt safe enough to rain." Isha: "Before I understood love... I just knew my happiest memories always had you in them."

Some souls are not made of sunlight - they are carved from autumn's melancholy, dressed in gold that learned to fall before it ever learned to fly. Sarthak Singh Rajput is one of them. At seventeen, he moves through the corridors of his eleventh-grade classes like a fading October afternoon: quiet, distant, and perpetually bracing for the cold. Inside his own home, a toxic family has drained the color from his world. He doesn't hope for spring. He doesn't even remember what it feels like to bloom. And then, without warning, spring arrives. Her name is Khanak Prajapati. She is not loud, but she is undeniable. The first time she sees Sarthak, something in her chest whispers a premonition. A strange, certain knowing that she is going to fall for him. It is love at first sight. As Khanak gently steps into his life, she becomes the thaw after his long frost. But can her spring undo years of damage? Or is Sarthak too rooted in his own OCTOBER to let her in? TU MERI BAAHON MEIN DUNIYA BHULA DE - A Tale of Premonition of Love is a tender, aching school love story about the quiet war between what breaks us and who saves us. It asks: What happens when a girl who loves at first sight meets a boy who has never received love.

In the heart of rainy Bhopal, where classrooms are louder with ego than ideas, The Silence of Bhopal tells the story of Bella-a quiet, detached college girl who refuses to participate in the chaos around her. While her classmates fight over blame, recognition, and academic pressure, Bella escapes into her sketchbook, creating beauty in silence. Misunderstood as cold and uninterested, she becomes the target of judgment from both students and professors who mistake silence for weakness. Everything changes when Aryan, the charismatic and admired star of the class, notices what others fail to see. Beneath Bella's silence is not fear, but exhaustion from a world obsessed with noise and validation. When he steps in to protect her from public humiliation, he begins to understand that Bella is unlike anyone he has ever met-someone who speaks more through expression, observation, and art than words ever could. As monsoon rain falls across the city, an unspoken connection forms between them. Aryan, used to attention and control, finds himself drawn toward the mystery of a girl who never tries to impress anyone. Bella, who keeps the world at a distance, slowly acknowledges someone who sees her beyond appearances. The Silence of Bhopal is a quiet emotional drama about isolation, expectation, identity, and the power of understanding someone without forcing them to speak. Set against the soulful backdrop of Bhopal's rain-soaked streets and crowded college life, the story explores how silence can sometimes hold more truth than the loudest voices in the room.

In 1965, Bellrose High is supposed to be adjusting to change. Instead, the town is unraveling beneath it. Catherine Hill has spent her whole life following the rules of a quiet Southern town where appearances matter, families talk, and lines are never meant to be crossed. But when Michael Brooks transfers to Bellrose High during integration, one unexpected conversation in English class changes everything she thought she understood about the world, and herself. Michael is thoughtful, guarded, and carrying the weight of being watched everywhere he goes. Catherine knows what people in Bellrose expect from her. She knows what they would say if they ever discovered how quickly Michael became the first person she looks for every morning. What begins with secret glances in crowded hallways slowly turns into stolen moments after football games, late night conversations through bedroom windows, and a love neither of them is supposed to admit out loud. But in a town shaped by racism, fear, and reputation, love comes with consequences. Rumors spread. Families turn cold. Church sermons become warnings. And the closer Catherine and Michael grow, the more dangerous their relationship becomes, not only for themselves, but for everyone around them. Set against the tense backdrop of the American South during the Civil Rights era, this story is about first love, impossible choices, and two teenagers trying to hold onto each other while the world around them insists they shouldn't.

|| A SANDLOT STORY || (you are 13-14 years old btw) San Fernando Valley, a small town smack in the center of California, summer of 1962. The kind of place where the sun didn't just shine, it lingered, stretching the days long and golden until everything felt dipped in honey. Lawns buzzed with sprinklers, radios hummed from open windows, and somewhere, always, you could hear the crack of a baseball bat echoing through the streets. But even in a place that looked this calm, there were lines drawn as clear as chalk on pavement... On one side, you had the Cherries and the Cake-Eaters. The rich. 'Cherries' was what people called you girls, though never to your faces. It was the polished shoes, the pressed skirts, the neat ponytails tied with ribbon. Your parents had money, or at least enough of it to make sure your lives stayed clean and carefully curated. You walked into places like you belonged there, like the world had already made room for you. And then there were the Streets. The boys. Dust on their jeans, scuffed sneakers, shirts half untucked and sun-faded. They didn't walk anywhere, they ran, climbed, shouted. They lived outside, in empty lots and overgrown fields, building their own kingdom out of nothing but a baseball, a beat-up glove, and whatever rules they decided mattered that day. Different worlds. Same town. And somehow, always orbiting just close enough to collide. But, for some reason, that border seemed to vanish between you and Benjamin Franklin Rodriguez.

At The Varchasva Lyceum, the lines are drawn in palace marble. On one side is Anirudh Gaekwad, the Crown Prince of Raghugarh, for whom legacy is a birthright and leadership is a burden. On the other is Ishwari Joshi, the scholarship student, for whom every mark is a battle won and the school is her ticket to a better life. Their worlds were never meant to collide. Forced to partner for a year-long project, their intellectual rivalry sparks a connection that defies all the rules. But between palace expectations and scholarship pressures, their almost-story almost-ends in a painful, silent goodbye. Years later, their paths cross again. He is the modern prince grappling with his legacy. She is the lawyer hired to save it. The boy she knew is now a man, and the girl he remembers has become a force of nature. Is the history between them just a ghost of a forgotten prologue? Or can they finally write their own ending?

Two hearts found each other at the wrong time. They loved deeply, intensely, and honestly - the kind of love that makes ordinary days feel unforgettable. But sometimes love alone cannot heal broken dreams, erase fears, or make someone stay when their heart is already halfway gone. She gave him every piece of herself, believing love could survive anything. He loved her too, perhaps just as much, enough to look back, enough to hesitate yet not enough to choose her over the life pulling him away nor to stay.No matter how tightly she held on, she could feel him slipping away like sand between trembling fingers. Within days, their beautiful beginning became a painful goodbye. Now she is left holding memories that still feel warm, while he walks away carrying a love he could not keep. A story about timing, distance, and the cruel truth that sometimes two people can love each other completely... and still lose each other.The tragedy of discovering that sometimes love, no matter how pure, is still not enough to make someone stay.

People say first love is unforgettable. 🤍✨ They never tell you that sometimes it arrives quietly. Not with flowers. Not with grand confessions. But with late-night conversations, shared silences, and a voice that somehow feels like home. She was fourteen. A girl from Vizag with dreams too big and a heart that had already learned disappointment. He was sixteen. A quiet boy from Delhi who carried music in his hands and storms in his heart. they spoke different languages. Lived in different cities. Belonged to different worlds. Yet somehow, they found each other.🩷 she thought he was just another stranger behind a screen. she didn't know he would become her safest place., didn't know his songs would stay longer than silence. she didn't know that years later, she would still remember the boy who entered her life so gently... and changed it forever. This is not the story of perfect people. This is the story of a girl who was learning how to survive... and the boy whose love became part of that journey. This is" He Sang Me Back. 🤍🎸🌊"