Letter Stories

A Room Full of Almosts. Every Heart Told a Different Story. Not that typical kind of high school romance where female lead and male lead just fall for each other in there minds this is totally different one. Having love triangle just proper jealousy and taunts sarcasm May be many of you would even find it relatable. High school studies with peer pressure with some tantrums yet a trauma for all the students in the class. °Hriday yadav,Section D °Laviyana aggarwal,Section A °Rishita sharma,Section A °Pranshit rathore,Section C °Prashant yadav,Section D °Nimisha yaduvanshi,Section A °Kashvi shergill,Section C °Kavya mudgil,Section D °Krishiv Oberoi,Section B °Charvi panwar,Section C °Vyashi dube,Section C °Anvika Malhotra,Section A °Himani pandey,Section A Starting date: 22/04/2026 Ending date:💃

Exploring what haunts the ones left behind through a single question "will the letter ever be read?" This collection is not strictly autobiographical. The poems explore emotions and perspectives: some lived, some imagined, some observed. It's different from a random poetry collection. A story that needs to be read in order or the letter won't make sense otherwise. It's a story from my head. You don't necessarily have to relate it to real life even if the shadows look familiar. Book cover: A photo clicked by me with a sprinkle of editing using Canva. 𝐓𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 This collection deals with the aftermath of suicide. It includes non-graphic references to: self harm, blood, sleep disturbances, dissociation. Please read with a safer headspace and care. Also: a woman argues and yells at a piece of paper, scolds a ghost for not using the internet. (I believe you deserve to be warned about that.) A final warning: I used a lot of idioms & slant rhymes. (Hope you can take it.) I think my broken humour, too, requires a trigger warning... 𝘐𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘦𝘭𝘴𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥𝘴 𝘢 𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘨𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘐 𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘵, 𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘦 (𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘦) 𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘪𝘧𝘺 𝘮𝘦. 𝐓𝐨 𝐑𝐞𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐬 If you've followed me from my previous works, I'd like to change your expectations (in case I've managed to set any): This collection does not include any draft, side notes or a signature ending style (intentionally so.) Just a story that knows nothing but to escalate without any interruption. This collection is half the length of my last one. 26 was the alphabet of life 13 is an unlucky prime One single letter left me torn And half the world I knew is gone. ―Anna ~T.A

4 days nightmare, It's a note to my friend, Mr.K So I am writing this to him. I hope this friendship never ends. "You" refers to him. 💚

Shadow High is known for its excellence, strict rules, and centuries of history. But beneath its polished reputation lies a truth no one dares to speak of. When seven students begin noticing a mysterious emblem hidden throughout the school. They are drawn into a web of forgotten bloodlines, buried secrets, and a past that refuses to stay buried. As each clue leads to another mystery, they soon realize that someone is determined to keep the truth hidden. Who can they trust? What really happened at Shadow High? And why does it feel like the school has been watching them all along? Some secrets are meant to stay buried. But at Shadow High... Every secret leaves a shadow.

𝙲𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚜, 𝚌𝚊𝚜𝚞𝚊𝚕 𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚊𝚜, 𝚕𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜, 𝚙𝚒𝚎𝚌𝚎𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚙𝚘𝚎𝚝𝚛𝚢, 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜, 𝚍𝚎𝚍𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚛𝚜, 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚖𝚜... -🪶🐚🫧🎇-

This is a auto-biography about my life. These are all thoughts and feeling I have had. Please don't mind the different styles of writing. It will have different styles due to my writing my thoughts down in different times. No one has their real name due to privacy. Enjoy. Or not. You may choose.

This SS series will be the continuation of Dareya - Ek Khat OS and the OS around it. When Mahi took shreya reply for Daya letter which wrote 25 years back for her but couldn't deliver it to her. Lets find where are Dareya after 25 Years and will Shreyas reply "letter" reach daya or not? Peep in to find out.. The most awaited one.

Read, vomment, and don't 4get 2 share!! Engri reax onleh!!! Pls, pls, pls, sana mapansin ng McDo 'tong napakawalang kwentang panaginip slash siguro likha na rin ng aking imahinasyon HAHAHA. Malay mo lang naman, diba!?

This is a letter to my younger self

Wendy has 3 missing assignments and one huge problem. She has a crush on her professor. She wrote him a letter at 2am to explain the grades. It was NOT supposed to be about her feelings. But then the letter fell out of her book... And Professor Mensah read it. Out loud. Now he's asking: "Which one are we talking about first, Wendy?" A story about grades, boundaries, and the worst 2am decision ever.

Book nr. 2/3 Remember Marissa and Niall? Last time you heard about them they were having their first baby and Niall had just proposed. Now 3 happy, good years later they are married, have their own house and both of them have good jobs. Their life had taken a good direction and they left all the bad things they have been through behind. What they didn't know is that their nightmare is rising and ready to attack their lives again. One day a letter appears on Marissa's and Niall's doorsteps. It's a letter that could destroy their world. Each time they try to throw the letter away or even burn it a new one even more scarier appear. Will they have to sacrifice a strong friendship between them and Zayn, Harry and Louis and even Marissa's brother Liam, to protect their friends and family from all the evil that this letter is threatening them about or will they face the horror and watch each on of the boys get punished for protecting Marissa from her ex lover and drug dealer Ethan?

She came to Vareis searching for her former knight , She found him instead. Athanasia is a foreign doctor with a quiet voice and steady hands, hiding a past buried deeper than the empire itself. All she carries is a letter-final words from the woman she loved, meant for a man who vanished long ago. Lucas is trouble wrapped in confidence-lazy smiles, lethal skill, and authority he never names. He leads a guild built on loyalty and blood, a crown already his, knights always watching. He wasn't looking for anyone-until a dancer in red caught his eye, and a woman who saves even those who hurt her refused to leave his thoughts. Bound by coincidence-or fate-they follow the same shadowed path through Vareis, chasing a missing man as trust slowly replaces suspicion, and walls begin to fall. It is a story of two souls who learned how to endure before they ever learned how to love. Certain they had left their emotions behind, they never noticed when those feelings began to return-quietly, dangerously-because of each other. It's fanfiction , i only own the story , all credits for the images i used goes to respective owners.

She hid a letter in her book. He found it. Now it's just them in his office after 7pm. One letter. One professor. And a secret she never meant for him to read. What do YOU think was in the letter?

Tum Tak Mohabbat Ke Raaste Kuch raaste manzil ke liye nahi hote. Kuch bas kisi tak pahunchne ke liye hote hain. •••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• This story is a simple high school romance set in an Indian environment, reflecting everyday student life, family values, friendships, and hostel memories. It focuses on the journey of growing up, chasing dreams, and forming meaningful relationships along the way. There is no toxicity or cheating in this story-just a soft and heartwarming tale of school life, friendship, and young love. ________________________________________ Siddhi-Shreya Integrated school Nivriti Verma is confident, lively, 11 grader and someone who easily attracts attention wherever she goes. Originally from Ayodhya, she moved to the Delhi NCR region to pursue her studies and prepare for the NEET examination. She scored an impressive 93.8% in her 10th board exams and is especially fascinated by physics. Along with her academic goals, she loves dance, fashion, and music, and although people see her as confident and perfect, she is actually very emotional and deeply caring toward the people she loves. Kartik Mishra is calm, thoughtful, 11 grader and someone who prefers observing more than speaking. He was the head boy of his integrated school and scored an impressive 99.2% in his 10th board examinations. A dedicated JEE aspirant with a strong interest in chemistry, he balances his studies with his love for singing and cricket. Though people see him as confident and composed, deep inside he quietly carries the pressure of not wanting to disappoint the people who believe int him. _________________________________________ This is my first work I hope you all like it 🤍

In which the girl wrote back a letter to the boy who loved her poems. - Sequel to "For Her". - All Rights Reserved.

This is a letter from me to you...

Addison Easterling is falling for a stranger, who has been leaving anonymous notes in her locker. She suspects it's Bryce Hall who she has die hard crush on. Dixie D'amelio is Addisons best friend. Dixie has a huge crush on Addison, but she is good at hiding it along with all of her other secrets. Addison starts to question her guess after the stranger is hinting that there not Bryce. Or it could still be Bryce trying to get her over thinking things. Dixie has a little sister named Charli, Charli does tiktok although she is not famous. Dixie and Addison fall into a mess of love, friend ship, trust, and literally any thing. Everything is a mess. Lets see how Dixie and Addison maneuver their way through this mess!

The eyes of a child are always wondrous. Full of imagination. A younger Rachel, grew up believing in fairy tales. Rachel's imagination could be taken anywhere with the help from her beloved father. Stories that a Prince will one day come rescue her from danger and live happily ever after like most fairy tales end. As Rachel begins to get older. Tragedy strikes. The fairy tale that she once held dear to her, vanished completely. There was no more believing, but thinking realistically. Love is dead. She lives with her grandparents taking the full responsibility of taking care of them. Then one day as she lays on her bed she thinks back to her younger years of how she would play around her room with her father, chasing the ogres out her bedroom that she once called her castle. Then with a blink of an eye. She lands in a world that were as if they were from pages of a fairy tale. There she is captured and forced to stay with the cruel Prince Samuel in his huge castle filled with soldiers. Believing this is a dream. She gets to know her away around the palace. As time goes by. Rachel realizes that this isn't a dream and tries to flee, but with the amount of time she stayed. She can't help to feel sorrow and feeling a strong attachment with the Prince that she once hated.....

the thing about writing love letters to dead boyfriends is that they never seem to write back