Emotionalfiction Stories

To everyone else, Nora and Philip had the perfect marriage - a lovely home, and a life many envied. But perfection is a fragile illusion. When Philip falls for another woman, Nora's world shatters in slow motion. Caught between betrayal, bruises, and unbearable love, she must choose between holding on to what's already broken or reclaiming the pieces of herself she lost in the name of "perfectness." As the affair spirals out of control - secrets unravel, loyalties flip, and forgiveness becomes a battlefield. In the end, love is no longer about who wins... but who survives.

Diya and Yash were never meant to cross paths, yet somehow their lives twined together in a tenderness neither of them expected. She found in him the warmth she had craved all her life, and he found in her a quiet, steadfast love that anchored him. But somewhere in the middle of their story, something broke. He walked away with reasons he refused to explain. She let him go with truths she refused to share. Now, fate brings them back into the same office, the same rooms, the same silences - but nothing is the same. Yash has changed in ways she doesn't understand. Diya hides wounds he doesn't see. And between them lies a secret - one that could either mend everything they lost... or destroy what little remains. Not every love survives. And not every truth comes in time.

✨Between sin and sincerity... destiny still finds a way to write love.✨ 🥀They called it a mistake. She called it fate.🥀 Fa-Farid... please mujhe bachalo," Amaya gasped, her voice breaking as tears streamed down her face. "Mujhe abhi tumhare saath aur jeena hai..." "Amaya... meri jaan," Farid whispered desperately, pulling her closer despite his shaking hands. "Kuch nahi hoga tumhe. Main kuch nahi hone dunga. Please... bas apni aankhen khuli rakho... sirf mere liye..." Her blood soaked into his clothes, stained his hands, warm, real, terrifying. And a few steps away... A man stood watching. A slow smirk curved his lips. This was what he wanted. This was his revenge. But who was he? To uncover the truth, follow the story... Meri Kismat - a story of heartbreak, redemption, and revenge, the kind of love that finds its way through faith..🤍 Let's dive into the journey of, FARID AHMED KHAN and AMAYA KHALID SHEIKH.

❝𝗕𝗘𝗖𝗔𝗨𝗦𝗘 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗗𝗘𝗧𝗘𝗖𝗧𝗜𝗩𝗘 𝗔𝗚𝗘𝗡𝗖𝗬 𝗜𝗦 𝗪𝗛𝗘𝗥𝗘 𝗜 𝗧𝗥𝗨𝗟𝗬 𝗕𝗘𝗟𝗢𝗡𝗚... 𝗦𝗢, 𝗜 𝗙𝗜𝗚𝗛𝗧 𝗘𝗩𝗘𝗡 𝗜𝗙 𝗜𝗧 𝗠𝗘𝗔𝗡𝗦 𝗨𝗦𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗦𝗢𝗠𝗘𝗧𝗛𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗟𝗨𝗥𝗞𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗜𝗡𝗦𝗜𝗗𝗘 𝗢𝗙 𝗠𝗘.❞ ━━━━ 𝗦𝗛𝗘 was once a shadow among the Raiders - a ghost with blood on her hands and silence for a voice. (Y/N) Izumi was trained to kill, to obey, to never question the orders whispered through her communicator. She was the girl who followed the cold precision of Zodyl Typhon, who endured Jabber's madness, who learned to disappear beside Cthoni's stillness, and who once found fleeting warmth in Momoa's quiet hums of forgotten music. But when a single act of mercy tore her away from the Raiders, the world branded her a traitor. Lost, hunted, and half-alive, she crossed paths with Rudo - a boy who should've seen her as nothing more than another Raider to destroy. Instead, he saw something no one else ever had: a chance for her to start over. Now among the Cleaners, (Y/N) fights to reclaim her soul in a world built on ruin. She struggles with the voice of her mother's phantom - Demon Snow - and the memories of every life she took. Yet, even as she learns to stand beside Rudo and his friends, the shadows of her past move closer, whispering her name again. Because the Raiders don't forget. And the girl who tried to become human again may soon have to face the monsters who made her one. In a world of rust, violence, and broken light - love, forgiveness, and survival all come at the same price: blood.

"Bridges of Broken Glass" is a story about love, loss, and the fragile paths we walk to find happiness. It's the journey of a man torn between the memories of a first, unforgettable love and the complicated reality of a life built with another. Through heartbreak, betrayal, and the struggle to forgive, it explores how the past can haunt the present-and how choosing wisely can shape a future worth living. This isn't just a love story; it's a story about resilience, redemption, and the courage it takes to mend what's been broken.

I kept every promise I made to Marcus. Including the stupid one. We were seventeen, drunk on stolen wine coolers, when he said: "If we're both single at thirty, we should just date each other." I laughed and clinked my bottle against his. "Sure. Deal." Twelve years later, three weeks before my thirtieth birthday, Marcus calls. There's someone he wants me to meet. So naturally, I did what any rational person would do: got drunk, stumbled into our old neighborhood park, and found a shimmering portal that sent me back to the night we made that pact. I have one shot to fix this. One chance to rewrite our story. I just hope I don't fuck it up.

A Filipino delivery rider with nothing but a bicycle and responsibility collides-literally- with a wealthy businesswoman in Tokyo.

He hides to protect the world from what he is and himself from what he remembers. In Houston, Rafael tries to rebuild a normal life. But when a new wave of anti-super fear sweeps across the country, his silence becomes dangerous. The past he buried in Venezuela begins to resurface, one nightmare at a time

They called it a disappearance. She called it unfinished. Three years of love. One day of silence. And everything after that... was just echoes. A phone that never rang again. A city full of strangers. And a name she whispered into streets that didn't know him. She searched not for closure, but for the light that once held her together. And then, years later in a city far from where their story began a familiar face flickered into her life. Like moonlight slipping through broken blinds. She thought she had imagined it. But some ghosts don't wait to be believed. Now, standing at the edge of a truth darker than silence, and deeper than love, she must walk back into everything she never truly left behind.

Before the money, before the glow-up, there was that summer, the one that took everything from Ayanna Moore. A shooting that left her brother bleeding, her mother gone, and her childhood best friend, her almost, disappearing into the streets to get revenge. Years later, Ayanna's known online as the girl with the perfect life. Makeup, brand deals, followers. But behind the filters, she's still trying to heal from the night everything fell apart. When Jay Carter, her brother's best friend and the boy she swore she'd never love again walks back into her world, old memories and new feelings collide. He's still fighting his demons, trying to be better for her. But Ayanna's not the same girl he left behind. She wants him to change for himself, not for her. Between family secrets, street loyalty, and the kind of love that never really fades, Ayanna has to decide whether some ties are meant to burn... or meant to be rebuilt from the ashes. A slow-burn urban romance about love, loss, and healing, even when the past refuses to stay buried.

🌙 Even Angels Forget to Stay ✍️ by Crimson Quill 143 --- He smiles like he's trying to memorize the world. She stays like she doesn't know how to leave. Together, they write a love story- in borrowed time, between undone prayers and unfinished dreams. Zavian never talks about what's eating him alive from the inside. Zara stopped believing in forever a long time ago. But fate, with its cruel tenderness, throws them into each other's orbit. And what starts as a list-just a list- turns into something that feels a lot like living. But this isn't a fairytale. This is a ticking clock wrapped in warm moments, a romance so beautiful... it almost forgets to be tragic. Because some hearts don't break- they whisper their last goodbye. --- 🌌 A story of healing, heartbreak, and a love so powerful... even angels weep.

The first encounter leads to butterflies - bullshit. The first one was a trauma dump followed by a discussion about serial killers on a lazy Saturday afternoon. Maybe we talked about serial killers to feel a little better about ourselves - at least our traumas hadn't led us to chopping people up. Not yet, anyway. I suppose we both believed we were a little evil, in some way. Not quite good humans, but not full-blown villains either. We were just two broken hearts orbiting each other, destined to crack further. It's a tale as old as time - from friends to kind of lovers? Who eventually ghosted each other. I once told him, I'll write about you someday. And then I quoted something I'd read: "You fucked an author; now welcome to immortality." I looked him dead in the eyes and said, pun intended. We laughed like hyenas at my joke. So, dear readers, here it is - the story of a new kind of sunrise in my life, unfolding in real time.

Dr. Mikhail Varshavski is more than just a doctor. More than just the YouTuber known as "Doctor Mike." At home, he is simply Papa - a Russian immigrant raising three children the only way he knows how: with love, discipline, and tradition. Artem Andrei. Nikita Dmitri. Elena Sofiya. Three siblings growing up under the firm but steady guidance of their father. In the Varshavski household, respect is expected, rules are clear, and lessons are never ignored. A raised voice is rare - and while consequences sometimes include a firm hand, most lessons are taught through calm talks, eye-level honesty, and Papa's steady presence. For Dr. Varshavski, discipline isn't about punishment. It's about raising his children to be strong, kind, and unshakably bonded by both blood and heritage. This is their story. A family. A legacy. A bond. - ⚠️ Warning / Disclaimer ⚠️ This is a family fanfiction centered on strict parenting and traditional discipline. Spankings may appear, but the focus is on parenting, guidance, and heart-to-heart moments. If this theme makes you uncomfortable - don't like, don't read. This story is purely fictional and written for entertainment purposes only. It is not parenting advice and does not reflect real-life choices or recommendations.

Anna is a college student who carries her past like a quiet storm. To the world, she's calm and ordinary - but behind her steady eyes lies a lifetime of being unseen. As memories resurface and family wounds reopen, Anna begins to question everything - her worth, her place, and whether love was ever meant for her at all. She Grew in Shadows is a haunting, deeply emotional story about growing up unloved, learning to hide pain behind silence, and finding light in a world that never noticed her.

Cecilia was a pretty name, way too pretty for a girl as ordinary as her. She'd always been part of the background, one face in the crowd. When Stars Hollow rallied behind Rory Gilmore, she was there. When they rooted for Lorelai and Luke, she was there. When Miss Patty stole the spotlight, she clapped along. No one had ever cheered for her. Maybe that was fair-she wasn't remarkable. But when Jess Mariano rolled into town, something shifted. For the first time, Cecilia didn't want to blend in. She wanted to be seen.

Elia was only a child ,a heartbeat of laughter, a flicker of light in a quiet town that forgot how to listen. Then one day, the rope stopped turning. Years later, someone still remembers. Someone still hears the rhythm. And someone is finally ready to step into the silence that began it all. My story is told in 39 haunting fragments,21 Jumps and 18 Stops. This story moves between innocence and vengeance, love and grief, sound and silence. "Because what word is there for a child who disappears and never gets to grow old?"

Set in the vibrant and chaotic world of San Francisco's Bay Area, the "Beyond the View" series follows a diverse group of teens as they navigate love, rivalry, friendship, and personal growth. When emotions rise, and relationships are tested, they learn that every choice carries consequences and every view reveals something new. Perfect for fans of contemporary YA drama with strong character development and heartfelt storytelling.

In the Quiet Between Chaos is the deeply moving story of Aira-a girl with a round face, round-framed glasses, and a heart full of storms. Abandoned by one parent, emotionally distanced from another, she grows up feeling invisible in the places that were supposed to feel like home. But just when the world seems to blur around her, Reyan steps in-calm, real, and unexpectedly hers. As love blooms amidst the wreckage, Aira begins to rebuild her sense of self, fighting through overthinking, pressure, and the weight of expectations. From intense academic struggles to quiet moments of healing, this is a coming-of-age tale about surviving pain, finding purpose, and learning that sometimes, the loudest strength lies in the softest parts of us.

Arielle Eight-year-old Arielle Hanley learned to live quietly - to move without sound, to smile when it was expected, and to never, ever speak when the walls were thin. Her home is a museum of arguments, her mother's perfume masking something colder, and the memory of her brother Caleb still lingers like dust in the corners. By thirteen, Arielle's world has shrunk to the size of a school hallway - full of whispers, bruises that don't show, and the strange comfort of a boy who shouldn't care but does. As she grows, the lines between past and present begin to blur, and Arielle learns that pain doesn't disappear - it hides, waiting for the right silence to return. A haunting coming-of-age story about loss, loneliness, and the fragile light that survives inside broken homes. - (A character-driven drama for readers who loved It Ends With Us and Girl in Pieces.)

She was only eighteen when a boy from Mumbai messaged her out of nowhere. Arjun Patil-strange, funny, annoyingly charming. a face she only knew through pixels. Just late-night texts, inside jokes, book debates, and a connection she never expected. Then life moved forward- as life always does. Years passed. Screens changed. People changed. But rain still sounded the same. And one ordinary evening, Her phone lights up again with a familiar country code. A decade of silence. A story left half-written. Was it fate knocking again? A coincidence? Or something that never really ended? Will they find each other once more- Or was the past meant to stay in the rain?