Bittersweet Stories

She loved him loudly. He loved her quietly-only when it was convenient. Leah believed two years of love meant security, a future, a place she could finally call hers. Yet, every time it mattered, he chose someone else. A best friend. A familiar comfort. A silence that hurts more than betrayal. This is a story about emotional neglect, unspoken loyalties, and the slow realization that love without priority is a form of loss. It asks a difficult question: How long can you stay where you are never fully chosen?

Cover by @peachyshyness A Tengolf story written by the same Author as 'Efficiency Is Survival' (This has a sequel!) ~ After TPOT Ends and the contestants drift back into their personal lives, Golf Ball is left with a painful realization- She doesn't really have one. Tennis Ball has been quietly writing in his diary since the beginning. Golf Ball, however, gets assigned one thanks to therapy. Meanwhile, applications for the best university in Goiky awaits. But when one's success becomes the other's heartbreak, what happens to the bond they swore would never break? ~ Warnings: Eating Disorders, Implied Self-Harm.

At Evergreen Academy, perfection is expected and power is inherited. A'noria arrives on a full scholarship, determined to prove that she belongs. Ezran has always ruled the top. Admired, untouchable, certain that no one could rival him. Until her. What starts as a competition turns into something sharper...older. Because their rivalry happened once before. It feels like history is repeating itself... -------- "You'll hate me." "I wish I would."

"Even if the string tangles, it never breaks..."

Recommended for 15+ (Make you're own call if you think you have the maturity of roughly a 15-year-old or older, you're good) Anyway... Six years have passed since Aaravos fell... Six years of planning, failing, hoping and waiting for what's to come. But no one can predict the future. (Well, maybe Kosmo kind of can). Rayla and Callum are navigating love, loss, and the unknown of what's to come. Old enemies awaken, new dangers emerge, and every choice could destroy the world they've fought so hard to protect. Their home Can they survive what's coming... together? ...Or will everything fall to pieces?

Jujutsu kaisen Modulo fanfic Modulo(Yujixreader) fanfic Caution (Mild to heavy spoilers) In 2086, the world no longer fears the name of curses. But it hasn't forgotten him. After defeating Ryomen Sukuna and escaping the execution that once hung over his head, Yuji Itadori chose to keep fighting-living on as a Jujutsu sorcerer long after the battles were supposed to end. He was meant to grow old. He never did. For 64 years, Yuji has remained unchanged-cursed with a body that refuses to age, forced to watch everyone he loved disappear one by one. Time moved forward. He didn't. And somewhere along the way, the boy who saved people became a man who no longer lets anyone get close. Until you return. Unsealed after decades lost to time, you awaken in a future you don't recognize-where curses have evolved, the past has faded into myth, and one familiar presence lingers just out of reach. Yuji knows you're alive. But he doesn't come to you. Because he remembers what it means to lose you. And he's not sure he can survive it again. But as new dangers rise and fate pulls you back into his orbit, distance begins to crumble-and so do the walls he spent decades building. Because some promises outlive time. And some love... endures even a curse that was never meant to be broken. ____ Jujutsu kaisen does not belong to me, any pictures used here all belongs to their rightful owners.

Some stories don't end. They pause. They wait. They live quietly in the spaces people avoid revisiting. Years can pass. Lives can change. People can become strangers to who they once were. And then, without warning, something shifts. A moment. A meeting. A question that was never meant to be asked. And suddenly- Everything that was left behind... demands to be remembered. Was she right or was he wrong? You tell me your perspective and I will tell you mine.

_Maybe in Another Life: When loving meant letting go_ He was the moon. She was a tiny star. Same sky. Different worlds. Inara Roy never meant to fall for her client. Kim Taehyung never meant to risk everything for a band-aid girl. But rain keeps secrets. And some promises are made at 3 AM. _Share your dream, get lucky._ She did. She didn't. *A story about the love you let go so it can survive.* *Taehyung x OC | 14 to 24 | Rain | Poetry | Maybe in Another Life*

We loved. We hesitated. We let go. Ten short stories about almosts: almost love, almost timing, almost forever. Each piece lives in the space between what we felt and what we chose, where something real existed, but never enough to stay. Quiet connections. Missed chances. The moments that linger long after they're over. Because sometimes love doesn't stay, but it never really leaves either.

Karin counts. Steps to the door. Minutes until the bus. Nights since her mother died. It's how she keeps herself in one piece - has been since she was twelve, since the first time Hark called it love. She's seventeen now. Her father works two jobs and barely sees her. Her best friend doesn't reply to texts. She takes the late shift at the gas station and saves for university - somewhere far, anywhere far. Hark is twenty-six and isn't done with her. He left her book on the bench by the bus stop. Open. On the page she didn't read. Axi can't sit still. He's seventeen. His sister Teri raises him with bandages and silence. He gets in fights he doesn't start. He owes five hundred euros he doesn't have. He thinks in the third person when things get bad - someone is sitting on the bed, that someone is me, technically. He doesn't know what he feels, but he notices the ceiling has a crack in it now, and he didn't notice before. When Karin tries to compliment his backpack - they own the same book, the one with the silver lettering - he hears mockery and walks away. It goes worse from there. A dual-POV story about two seventeen-year-olds who can't get out of their own way long enough to be saved by each other - and a man from the past who isn't waiting forever. 📖 Light novel format - short chapters (1500-2000 words), alternating narration, slow burn, dry dark humor. ⚠️ Content Warnings: stalking and grooming (background threat from adult antagonist; the romantic leads are both 17 and the relationship contains no sexual content), physical violence, bullying, recreational drug use, references to past abuse, dissociation, parental absence, grief, strong language.

She married him for three months. He never touched her. But the man who stood behind him-the one who never speaks-is the only one she can't ignore. Anna thought it was a contract. She didn't know, she was stepping into something that had already lasted twenty years.

Lina Grace once had everything that really mattered: a sincere, deep love for Edward Xavier. Their relationship was calm, genuine and secure. Yet at some point, it is precisely this security that begins to feel like stagnation to her. In her search for something more, she falls under the spell of Adrian Navarro, a charismatic, influential and dangerously fascinating man. What begins as an exciting escape from the silence quickly turns into a whirlpool of luxury, power and emotional dependence. Amidst glittering nights and dark games, Lina loses not only Edward, but also herself. Relationships become patterns, closeness turns to control, and love becomes a sweet, destructive addiction. For love is eternal, but not always pure. Caught between what she once possessed and the abyss opening up before her, Lina realises too late how far she has already gone. Between love and darkness, she loses herself as the boundaries increasingly blur. Yet Lina does not remain the victim. She learns to play the game and eventually to master it. Morality becomes a grey area, emotions tools. When Edward re-enters her life, there is hardly anything left of the woman he loved. In the end, Lina stands before the ruins of her former self and a new existence: powerful and perhaps even untouchable. Her love has survived. But she herself has been broken by it.

Tom and Justine find themselves in a challenging situation. Tom is focused on his demanding job, working long hours that often stretch late into the evening. Meanwhile, Justine dedicates her time to caring for their young children, managing the household and ensuring everything runs smoothly in Tom's absence. As the days turn into weeks, Tom's absence during family dinners has become a painful routine. The dining table, once filled with laughter and shared stories, now sits quiet and empty, a reminder of the growing distance between them. This is the story of how their lives transformed in ways they never anticipated.

She studied his story. She just never expected to become part of it. When Katherine Thorne is pulled back in time to the American Revolution, she finds herself face to face with John André, the man she's spent years fascinated by. Brilliant. Charming. Doomed. Katherine knows how his story ends. But as she's drawn deeper into his world and the dangerous web of espionage surrounding him, knowledge becomes a burden she can't escape. Because the more she cares for him, the harder it becomes to stand by and let history unfold. And the more she wonders... What if fate isn't as fixed as she thought?

Two souls. One promise. A love that refuses to fade... even after death. Tanu and Rishi's love story wasn't meant to end but fate had other plans. Rebirth, destiny, and unfinished promises bring them back together... but will love recognize itself this time? In a world where memories fade but hearts remember, can their love survive all over again?

A JESSICA DURU'S POEM

He fell in love with her words before he ever learned to hate her face. When the brooding and brilliant Ethan Calloway joins Westfield Literary Academy as the new Literature professor, he carries one quiet obsession - an online novel written by the anonymous username A.V. Sinclair. A story he stumbled upon at 2am, finished by sunrise, and never quite got over. A story he boldly assigns to his own class as their semester text. What he doesn't know is that A.V. Sinclair is sitting in the third row. Aria Voss posted her novel online never expecting anyone from her real life to find it. It was her secret corner of the internet - too raw, too honest, too her. But now her insufferable, cold, and frustratingly handsome new professor is reading her chapters out loud in class, breaking down every line like he personally knows the girl who wrote them. He does. He just doesn't know it yet. Off the page - they clash like fire and ice. Behind their screens - they are something dangerously close to inevitable. She knows exactly who he is. He has absolutely no idea who she is. And the longer the secret lives, the harder they both fall. Some stories were never meant to be found. He found it anyway.

"I believed that as long as the fire stayed lit, nothing in our world could ever go wrong. I was wrong." The year is 1979. In the hidden valleys of Sagalee, life moves to the rhythm of the river and the crackle of the family hearth. For Tado, the world is a beautiful, simple map: his hardworking parents, his shadows of a brother and sister, and Maya, the girl who holds his heart and his future in her hands. Tado is the village's pride, a young man with a bright mind and a "timepass" curiosity that leads him to sit for a teaching interview for a school in the distant, misty mountains of Bhutan. He didn't think he'd pass. He didn't think he'd have to leave. But when the letter arrives, the "Golden Choice" becomes a gilded cage. What follows is a journey of fifty years, told through a man who spent his life looking backwards. It's a combined confession; a letter written to the youth he lost, the family he couldn't protect, the village that moved on without him, and the love that remains frozen in a B&W photograph. Now seventy years old, Tado has walked away from the world. He lives in a house where no other doors are in sight, a solitary cottage perched between the Bhutanese clouds. In the absolute silence of the mountains, he is finally ready to open the old, dusty trunk he's carried across borders and lifetimes. He is ready to face the words he wrote when he still knew who he was. A journey of displacement, a tribute to the North East, and a bittersweet confession to the years that slipped away.

"Till the beginning to end, I was the ruin of your world."

There was no cure for the Deathmark. No spell. No potion. No second chance. At midnight, the silver constellation appears on your wrist. And by the next midnight- you're gone. When a quiet girl receives the Deathmark with only twenty-four hours left to live, she refuses to spend her final day being mourned like a tragedy. Instead, she escapes into the streets of post-war magical London determined to live, laugh, and breathe for as long as she still can. Draco Malfoy never intended to get involved. Haunted by the war and exhausted by the weight of survival, Draco spends his nights volunteering beside Deathmarked strangers so nobody has to die alone. Detached. Careful. Unavailable. That was the rule. Until he meets her. A girl who jokes about stealing pastries while dying. A girl who looks at him without fear. A girl who makes him laugh for the first time in years. Over the course of one unforgettable day, two lonely people wander through a city still healing from war, sharing quiet conversations, hidden fears, and moments that begin to feel dangerously close to love. But time has never been kind to either of them. And when midnight comes, Draco realizes the cruelest thing about finding the right person- is finding them too late. - A soft, heartbreaking Draco Malfoy x Original Character story about grief, timing, loneliness, and love that arrives one day before forever. --- Content Warning This story contains emotional themes, grief, mentions of death, and heartbreaking moments. It explores love, loss, and the feeling of running out of time. Please read gently. Tags #DracoMalfoy #DracoMalfoyFanfic #HarryPotterFanfiction #DracoxOC #Slytherin #IfWeHadTomorrow #dramione #dracomalfoy #lyra #dracoxoc #oc #deathfic #24hours #terminalillness #angst #hurtcomfort #slowburn #enemiestolovers #timetragedy #stmungos #ward7 #postwar #postwarDraco #sadfic #tragiclovestory #deathmark #dyinggirl #foundfamily #onedaylove #dramionedeathfic #darkromance