Introspection Stories

Published on 4/5/20 In Neo's past life, he was a wicked person who sought to kill his little brother, the rightful heir of a Ducal House. His conspiracy led to his eventual demise. Then he was reborn into another world and became a successful medical researcher... ... Then he died again because he believed he was too good for the concept of sleep, and was sent back to the beginning, before his plans and cruel deeds led him down the path of no return. This second chance might be his salvation. . . It was said that the oldest Young Master of the Odum Family has become strange as of late. Was he perhaps trying to kill someone again? His younger brother better watch out, or else he might die this time. Everyone, duck and cover! Don't want to be in the crossfire! Edited by: bafflinghaze Cover by @Niveggo. Volume I Spring 1 - 40 Complete Volume II Summer 41 - ??? Obligatory Declaration (because it is now 2025): This story was made by a human author. In fact, all my stories were made by a human author. Do NOT feed more work into AI. I do not permit my works to be used in any way to train generative AI.

Falling into someone is easy. Falling into yourself is the part no one warns you about. Aria is learning that love doesn't always arrive gently. Sometimes it crashes, sometimes it heals, and sometimes it asks you to become someone braver than you were before. Set against late nights, quiet ache, and the slow unraveling of becoming, Falling Into Me is a New Adult romance about self-discovery, emotional intimacy, and the kind of love that changes you - even when it doesn't stay. Some loves don't save you. They wake you up.

what if annabeth fell into tartarus alone? how could percabeth possibly survive apart? ... and what if they dont? (a first person au rendition of annabeth and percy's pov in tartarus.)

Erith survived the impossible. Maeric seeks the truth. The drought is unending, the Kingdoms are on the brink... ...and the moment Erith is seen, war will follow.

Maeve Raines has seen golden strings since her teenage years-thin, luminous threads tied to people's pinkies, binding them through choice, emotion, and consequence. Friendship. Betrayal. Belief. Obsession. Love. Everyone has them. Some have many. Having only one is rare. Having none is impossible. Except Maeve cannot see her own. Now in her late twenties, she lives a life that demands silence and observation. Her secret stays hidden, pressed between unanswered questions and the letters she writes to the Fates-quiet confessions meant for powers she isn't sure are listening. Over the years, she has learned every shade of gold that exists and memorized their meanings. There is nothing left about the strings that should surprise her. To the world, she is someone else entirely. She goes by Juno-a name chosen, not given. A name she wears like armor. Under that name, she drifts. Watches. Learns how lives knot and unravel. Until she meets Theo Mercer. Her neighbor is gentle, reserved, and marked by something she has never encountered before. He has no visible strings. Not one. The absence unsettles her more than any bond ever has-because she knows what every shade should mean, and yet he fits none of them. Theo knows nothing of fate or golden threads-only that being near Juno feels fragile, like something he shouldn't expect to keep. What unfolds between them is not loud or dramatic. It is slow. Measured. Built from shared glances, half-confessions, and the quiet comfort of being understood without explanation. And for the first time, Maeve feels something she cannot categorize-a pull, a burn around her own pinkie whenever she turns away from him. Still unable to see her string, she prays-desperately-that if it exists, it will not be the worst kind. The color of love that never gets to stay. To the Fates is a quiet, tragic exploration of destiny misunderstood, love interrupted, and the cost of seeing what others cannot.

A mythos lit into being by an angel's descent, the forgotten memory of a shattered flower, and a sister sealed in human skin-slowly recovering who she is within the Dreaming. Five cosmic brothers and one watchful demon circle the past she can't outrun. This is a family reunion she never chose... and one the universe might not survive.

In Aetherion, a floating city ruled by gears and ritual, time never slips-until it does. When a young man finds a hidden artifact that shouldn't exist, the city's old paths begin to shift. Maps rewrite, doors awaken, and the clock that once kept order now demands proof of worth. But when the city deems him 'unsuitable,' his true journey begins-not to fix Aetherion, but to listen to what the sky forgot.

YN is a Filipino nursing student living in Sydney, balancing study, work, and a close family life. One impulsive night leads her to a movie event where she sees Ariana Grande in person for the first time. They don't meet or speak, and YN leaves thinking it was just a passing moment. But for Ariana, something about the quiet presence of someone in the crowd stays with her. When their lives eventually cross again, two very different worlds begin to overlap. What follows is a slow burn romance built on patience, emotional safety, and the comfort of being truly seen. A story about timing, missed connections, and love that grows softly, without rush.

Ezra Velasco has mastered the art of being easy to keep. He arrives early, listens closely, and gives without asking-until care becomes something he offers by default, not by choice. When Arthur Langford enters the office with a calm that doesn't demand attention and a presence that doesn't rush connection, Ezra is forced to confront a question he's avoided for years: What happens when you stop earning your place and start taking up space? Care Without Claim is a slow-burn workplace romance about emotional labor, unlearning performance, and the quiet shift that happens when love stops feeling like work. It explores what it means to be chosen without proving, seen without shrinking, and held without condition. Sometimes, the message you've been waiting for doesn't arrive loudly- it arrives when you finally learn how to stay. Written for the Open Novella Contest 2026. Main prompt #7: One morning, the ocean washes up a message-one you've been waiting your entire life to hear.

When Peace Felt Boring is a quiet reflection on what happens when calm replaces chaos-and the discomfort that comes with it. For the woman learning that safety doesn't have to be exciting to be real, this story explores choosing steadiness over urgency and trusting peace even when it feels unfamiliar. 🕊️ A Peace Suite story.

❝Some connections don't disappear. They linger--quietly, patiently--waiting to be noticed again.❞ Alondra is drawn to quiet places and moments that feel like pauses rather than beginnings. Haider has learned how to keep parts of himself carefully contained--his music, his silences, the things he never quite learned how to let go of. When their lives begin to brush against each other, it isn't dramatic or sudden. It's restrained; lingering; almost unnoticeable. But some connections don't need to be named to be felt. And some things return not to be reclaimed--but to be understood.

Aurel Alarcon is good at waiting. He knows how to leave space, how to stay patient, how to turn small moments into something that feels like connection. Nothing is promised, nothing is defined-and that's exactly how he convinces himself it's safe. But when pauses start shaping his days, Aurel is forced to confront a quiet question: how much of himself has he put on hold for something that never asked him to stay? Aurel's Fleeting Pauses is a subtle, introspective story about emotional availability, self-honesty, and the courage it takes to stop waiting without needing a reason. Written for the Open Novella Contest 2026. Main Prompt #28: Self-love often starts small, like planting a single seed. With time, patience, and a bit of light, it will blossom.

He has never been in love. Yet every night, thousands of people trust him with their heartbreak. As the voice behind a late-night radio show, he listens to confessions whispered in the dark-stories of loss, regret, and forgiveness. He understands pain well enough to guide others through it. Well enough to sound like someone who's lived it. When a caller begins asking questions he isn't prepared to answer, the carefully crafted story he tells on air starts to take on a life of its own. And as listeners grow attached to a love that never existed, he's forced to confront how long borrowed voices can hold up a borrowed truth. Because some stories heal. And some refuse to stay under control.

A high school student living a normal life who struggles with attachment-he gets close to people easily but feels a sudden emotional distance once it becomes real. He isn't sad or broken, just confused by why this pattern keeps repeating. The story follows his slow awareness of these tendencies and how he begins to understand himself without turning it into something dramatic.

This book was not written to teach something, to prove something, or to show anyone the truth. The lines here are the written form of thoughts that sometimes cross my mind, small moments I have experienced, or questions I have asked myself out of nowhere. What I write are not absolute truths. In fact, some of them may even seem wrong to me over time. But that is exactly why I write-to see how I have changed, to notice how my thoughts have evolved. If you find a piece of yourself while reading, I am happy. If not, that's fine too; this is also a form of reflection. Sometimes, I think this way. Perhaps you do too.

By day, his life is predictable-college lectures, a part-time job at IKEA, friends who talk more than they listen. By night, everything slows down. Films play on low volume. Thoughts get written down. Sleep never fully arrives. Then one night, an unknown message appears. Are you awake? No name. No photo. No promise of tomorrow. What starts as late-night conversations between two insomniacs quietly turns into a routine neither of them admits they're depending on. She never shares too much. She never lets him get close enough to hold. And she keeps reminding him that this-whatever it is-won't last. Some people don't enter your life to stay. Some connections are meant to exist only in the dark. And some love disappears before it can be named. A slow-burn, introspective novella about insomnia, emotional restraint, and the kind of connection that feels real because it refuses to be permanent.

In the quiet moments between classes and long walks home, two people begin to notice what they were never looking for. Yuuto is observant, reserved, and comfortable with silence. Riko is bright, admired, and quietly exhausted by expectations. Their connection doesn't begin with grand gestures - only shared glances, unspoken understanding, and the growing realization that comfort itself can be unsettling. "When Brightness Found Quiet" is a soft, slow-burn story about intimacy, restraint, and learning whether wanting something simple is allowed.

The final book of the trilogy is now live. The Woman Who Knows closes a story that began with connection, moved through uncertainty, and ends not with loss-but with clarity. This book is not about walking away in anger. It is about standing firmly with oneself. Thank you to every reader who stayed, reflected, and grew alongside these pages. - Final Book of the Trilogy

"and in the threshold of liminality, one does not know whether they think, or they dream..." a poetry-prose collection of beauty... and its ruins. Cover in Pinterest by Julianne Riddle

A quiet poetry collection about repetition, uncertainty, and the spaces where meaning softens rather than disappears. From familiar circles to fading paths, unnamed feelings, and distant echoes, these poems listen instead of rushing toward answers. For anyone learning how to stay with what lingers.