Letterwriting Stories

"I live in the year 2025. She writes to me from 1781." When Edward Grayson finds a letter on his doorstep sealed in crimson wax and written in hauntingly beautiful ink, he thinks it's a prank. But the girl who wrote it - Alice Ainsworth - knows things no one should. About him. About the future. And she's real. As their letters cross centuries, so do their hearts. But when Alice's final message ends in silence, Edward is faced with the impossible: To find her, he'll have to follow her into the past.

Three girls. Three boys. Two rival schools. This could get messy. The Ashbury-Binghamton pen pal program is designed to bring together the two rival schools in a spirit of harmony and "the Joy of the Envelope." But when Cierra, Lillian, and Elizabeth send their first letters to Mekhi, Craig and Sergio, things don't go quite as planned. What starts out as a simple letter exchange soon leads to secret missions, false alarms, lock picking, mistaken identities, and an all-out war between the schools - not to mention some really excellent kissing. This is my first book so I'm not going to be very good but I hope people like it and please don't hate on me.

Peter and Edmund are getting used to being kings; we find out where the extremely superfluous letter-writing comes from.

In which Keefe writes a series of letters and Fitz waits for him to come back. And then he does, and everything gets a whole lot worse. Replacing the events of Stellarlune but carried on a similar track. This can be nothing but a keefitz fic or, "I'm going to leave you behind," Keefe should have said. "I meant to leave my heart behind, but sewing it to Sophie's sleeve left needles in my stomach instead of butterflies." / "I know you," Fitz will say when he sees him again. "So why does it feel like you've forgotten everything I ever was?"

An aromantic love letter

Raven can't seem to find someone she likes. Her brother is already engaged and she just can't find the right person to fall for. Soon she'll find that her special someone is only one letter away.

In a small town, quiet boy Tom lives mostly in his own head, filling notebooks with poems and sketches no one sees. Then August appears-warm, mysterious, and unknowingly magnetic-and she becomes the center of his unspoken world. Their connection grows in fragments: shared silences in cafés, stolen moments in the rain, a sketch passed like a secret. But while Tom's feelings deepen, August's life drifts in and out of reach. Their story unfolds in almost-confessions, lingering glances, and letters never sent. As seasons pass, they navigate the fragile beauty of unrequited love-where hope lives in the spaces between words and goodbyes come without anger. Years later, fate brings them back together. What remains isn't romance, but something quieter: a mutual recognition of how they changed each other, and the peace that comes from letting go. Tender, intimate, and achingly honest, The Quiet Side of Love is a meditation on the kind of love that shapes us without ever becoming ours-and the art of carrying it forward without regret.

A collection of random letters I write to BTS. Ignore the dates.

The literary journey of an Indian novelist, playwright, short story, non-fiction 'n articles writer, translator, a 'little' thinker and a budding philosopher in 'Addendum to Evolution: Origins of the World by Eastern Speculative Philosophy' that was originally published in The Examined Life On-Line Philosophy Journal, Vol. 05 Issue 18, Summer 2004.

"He looked at me like he knew what I tasted like. He didn't. Not yet." - - - One hallway. One letter. One moment that changed everything. He looked at me too long. So I wrote him a letter. He read it. I vanished. But when he found me again... it wasn't love we were falling into-it was fire. But some fires don't go out-they smolder. And this isn't the end. It's just the beginning.

Maybe it's time to show your love to those close to you

"And as we go on we remember, all the times we had together. And as our lives change, from whatever, we will still be friends forever." For fifteen years I have been trapped in school and couldn't wait for it all to end. The time has come now for that end and as a nineteen year old I can't believe it's here. Thinking back to the friendships I have made and the friendships that have ended, I wrote this letter as a thanks to my friends.

Any writing, like speaking, has personal as well as impersonal character to it; whereas in letters, the personal tone acquires an emotive character, the impersonal tenor of stage plays, and such public endeavours, imbibes the force of opinion making. Inevitably, this innate ability of language to influence the listener / reader, besides catering to the vanity of the speaker / writer, makes it prone for abuse by man. Maybe, it's the inkling of the dangers of demagogy that makes nature to ensure that the oratorical skills are in short supply for man. But in our 'media era', as the vanity of the rightly-connected gets fulfilled by way of seeing 'one's name in print', the writing became a victim. Needless to say, this premise makes it incumbent upon one to define what ought to be true writing.

"Ares, I don't quite remember when, or why you piqued my interest that day...."

Draco writes a letter to his father about what happened to his siblings Alixandra and Rin after the war with help from friend's and his girlfriend hermione

But now, there's nowhere to hide, since you've pushed my love aside. I'm outta my head. Hopelessly devoted to you. Eiji misses Ash and the time they spent together. He writes a letter, of which the response is unexpected.

Get ready for a chilling journey, friends! Ellen and Tory are exchanging spooky letters filled with thrills and surprises. You won't believe the haunted tales they share. Brace yourself for a hair-raising adventure that'll keep you on the edge of your seat. Dare to read on?

Josh and Emily were dating. After graduating from school, Emily moves to New York to pursue her studies. But Emily stops answering Josh all together. Concerned, Josh writes Emily a series of letters, hoping for answers, or even a reply.

Letters to James