Literary Stories

🖤 𝐁𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐧 𝐏𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐬 by itsjustAmrit Think of it like pages torn from different days but from the same life. ❝ 𝘚𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘱𝘰𝘦𝘮𝘴 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘭 𝘺𝘰𝘶. 𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘩𝘢𝘶𝘯𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶. ❞ Broken Pages is a collection carved from silence- 𝘪𝘯𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘯 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘢𝘪𝘥 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘭𝘰𝘶𝘥. These aren't love poems. They're post-mortems. Grief sleeps between the lines. Heartbreak drips from metaphors. 𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘱𝘢𝘨𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘴 - "You're not alone in the dark." If you've ever smiled while shattering... If your silence ever screamed... 𝘠𝘰𝘶'𝘭𝘭 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘱𝘪𝘦𝘤𝘦𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦. In the ash. In the aftermath. In the poetry only pain can write.

In the chaotic avenues of the Grand Souk, an impoverished hermit guarding a quiet devotion collides with El-Hassan, a merchant watching his legacy turn to dust amidst corrupt pretenders. Armed with an unclouded eye that discerns truth from counterfeit goods, the hermit enters the subterranean vaults under a single pact: never pry into how he arrives at the truth. ​As market politics, hidden motives, and the arrival of El-Hassan's sharp, perfume-crafting daughter Bint El Hassan collide, a deeper trial begins-not over worldly commodities, but over the human self (nafs) and the integration of worship with daily transactions (ibadah wa muamalat).

In the midst of war, where every street may bury one last memory, Yulia sets out in search of the truth, only to find herself on a path where the lines between love, loss, and deception begin to disappear. Every answer opens the door to a darker secret-and sometimes, the most terrifying truth is the one that has been hiding in plain sight all along.

[Now on WEBTOON!] Introverted and awkward Autumn Lyne is content with having just books as companions--that is, until her extrovert of a sister drags her out to meet her band. But nobody has expected that this would mark the plot twist her heart has never signed up for. Her first love. *** Autumn Lyne has terrible social skills, and when her older sister has had enough of her being alone all the time, she's forced to interact with people outside of her tiny world. Meeting and befriending her sister's bandmates is only the beginning. Her growing bond with the charming Michael Summer seems unstoppable. But what if there is more to him than meets the eye? How can a girl who has barely opened up her heart handle her first love--and first heartbreak? Illustration by raindrops_ [complete raw version]

The Modern White Nights is a sentimental psychological romance set in Dhaka in May 2026, told through ten sleepless nights in the life of a 29-year-old dreamer. The story follows a lonely, introspective lawyer who, after the collapse of a seven-year relationship with Moriom, unexpectedly meets a mysterious young woman named Malena through an online video-chat platform. Their first conversation lasts for hours and quickly becomes an intense exchange about love, trauma, loneliness, mythology, religion, literature, astrology, and the hidden sides of human nature. Both carry complicated histories, and the protagonist begins to believe that their meeting may be more than coincidence. Over the following ten nights, their relationship develops into a strange mixture of romance, mystery and psychological investigation. The protagonist begins searching for the truth behind Malena's contradictory stories, while simultaneously confronting his own tendency to idealize people and his inability to let go. Dostoevsky's White Nights, Kafka, mythology, the Mona Lisa, the Eye of Horus, jasmine, and recurring symbols become intertwined with the events. Ultimately, the story becomes less about getting the girl and more about understanding her-and understanding himself. Malena eventually disappears from his life, leaving him with unanswered questions. On the final night, Moriom unexpectedly calls after years of silence, bringing the protagonist back to the unresolved past just as the new mystery has ended. At its heart, the book is about loneliness, obsession, hope, memory, human connection, and the painful realization that sometimes you can understand someone completely without ever being able to keep them. The book itself describes its central idea beautifully: "white nights always feel the same"-whether in Dostoevsky's nineteenth-century Petersburg or modern-day Dhaka

The second volume in the epic fantasy series SOULWOVEN. Darkness is falling. The dragon Sherduan is free, and the fate of the world balances on its claws. The Jin brothers and their friends are separated. Alone, they face shadows deeper even than those in their dreams. Litnig wrestles with his heritage. Cole and Dil cling to shards of happiness as the world crumbles. Quay finds that, in the end, his weakness may outweigh his determination. Ryse and Leramis find in their homecomings not solace but soul-crushing ordeal. And others enter the stage. Len Heramsun's daughter follows Tsu'min as he tries to summon a force to oppose Sherduan. A prophet offers guidance to those he can find. In Nutharion, a boy of great power plots to reunite those spared by the dragon. And elsewhere, a ghost and a necromancer contend with the wages of sin. Those who stood before the black wall when Sherduan was summoned were chosen. But by whom? And for what? And will their courage create enough light to survive the darkness?

A poem can tell so many stories, a single word, a single line can have so many meanings. A single word can tell a story A line can change a perspective Every little word can have a deeper meaning

My translations from Russian and Ukrainian into English

A Carnival of Small Apocalypses These are poems for the hours after midnight, when the neon hums louder than reason and the world briefly forgets how to pretend. Inside these pages, goldfish learn theology from television screens. Ghosts linger in diners. Prophets miss their exits. Machines dream of salvation. The faithful wrestle with doubt, the doubtful wrestle with faith, and ordinary people carry the quiet weight of living through strange times. Part witness, part confession, part roadside sermon, these free verse spoken-word poems wander through forgotten towns, crowded headlines, broken promises, flickering screens, and the stubborn mysteries that refuse to leave us alone. Some are angry. Some are mournful. Some laugh in places they probably shouldn't. Together they form a carnival of small endings and unexpected beginnings-a collection of voices searching for meaning beneath neon skies, beneath static, beneath the noise. Step right up. The lights are already flickering. The ride has already begun.

He brought his penance to the Mother, and laid the rosary at Her feet; There are loves which prayer may bless, though men may call them sin. ●○●○●○●○●○●○●○●○ At the hour when the last bells have fallen silent, a penitent kneels before Our Lady and takes up the beads of his appointed penance. Yet prayer proves a poor refuge for a heart that has kept one name too faithfully, and before the gilded Virgin he must reckon with a devotion he cannot bring himself to call sinful.

Twenty-four-year-old Kavith is finally ready to close a chapter. Living with his platonic soulmate, Anshul, has been a beautiful anchor, but Kavith knows it is time to stop holding onto a love that was never meant to be his. He desperately wants to step into his own future and move forward-he just doesn't quite know what that looks like yet. Then comes the cannonball. Enter Anurag: the handsome new upstairs neighbor who seems to have his life perfectly curated. But behind the easy banter, the cozy coffee runs, and the golden retriever, Anurag is silently fighting his own internal battles. He is caught in a loop of his own making, carrying the quiet, heavy weight of a past he can't quite shake. What starts as a crash into a stranger might lead to a emotionally rich and yet challenging both their ideas of relationship and trauma. Watch as they both had once learned to live the pain. Two mosaic broken hearts. Their golden age of something Good right and real. All the while Anshul maintaining his Promise to never part with Kavith. The test of this promise as he has to watch Kavith move on in his life. PS : don't worry Anshul too has a love interest. Tropes : Guy next door Hot neighbour Slow burn Friends to lovers Found family SFW/ NO SMUT

When her therapy app accidentally sends Riley's private confessions to a random British expat - and his to her - what began as a glitch quickly evolves into the kind of intimacy that can only exist between strangers. A slow-burn contemporary romance. * * * When a company health initiative forces Riley Markle to download a trendy mental health app, she fills out the onboarding survey without much thought, expecting to get paired with a virtual gym buddy who'll send thumbs-up emojis twice a week. Instead, she gets paired with Joe, a lonely British expat whose wellness concern of Compulsive Behaviors is flagged by the AI system as a perfect match for Riley. Riley resolves to complete her month of check-ins and be done with it - until a glitch in the app sends both her and Joe's embarrassing therapy videos to each other instead of their therapist. Soon, Riley and Joe are talking late into the night, exchanging thirst-trap videos of their weekend routines by day, and thinking about each other constantly. Both are smitten, both are broken, and neither of them knows how to do this without destroying each other. The plan: Limit all communication to the app until after Day 30, then see where things go. But plans change. * * * 🏆 High Rankings: #1 in LITERARY #1 in QUICKREAD #1 in NEWENGLAND #1 in SHORTCHAPTERS (out of 38,000 stories) #3 in EPISTOLARY #87 in ROMCOM (out of 35,000 stories) #147 in ROMANTIC (out of 86,000 stories) Updated November 2025

පරාද උන කවියක් ගැන කතාවක් අහලා තියෙනවද 💔🥀 දිල්..දන්නවද එක දෙයක්.. කලාකාමියෝ ධනාත්මක උනාම තමයිලු ලස්සනම.. ලු..?? දිල් කියන්නේ හින්දි භාෂාවෙන් හදවතටලු.. ලු...?? මිනිස්සු මල් පිපෙනවා දැකලා නැත්තම්..හැමදාම මල් පිපුනට වැඩක් නෑලු ලු..?? ආදරේ හිතේ තිබුනට වැඩක් නෑලු එළිපිට කියන්නේ නැත්තම්.. හොදටම විශ්වාසද..??

Research paper, just hearing those words brings back so many memories.

[Short Tale] Finally, Lexi has found someone who gives all the attention she is dreaming about. Will the fairy tale she's having at the moment can give her a happy ever after? ---- This is one of my first short stories and has been first published in Independent Ink Magazine, and I now repost on WATTPAD under my nom de plume @Rainydusk.

The shrine at the top of the hill has been abandoned for four hundred years. The frost never crosses its threshold. Each spring, white flowers bloom where nothing should grow. The villagers leave offerings at the foot of the steps, then hurry away before sunset. No one speaks of what lives beneath the cedar hall. No one climbs the hill twice. Except her. What begins as fear becomes habit. Habit becomes conversation. Conversation becomes the slowest kind of devotion. He never lies to the ones he likes. She is never tricked. Across sixty years of winters, funerals, harvests, and ordinary days, a girl and the thing sealed beneath an ancient shrine forge a bond neither of them was ever meant to have. Some promises are not made with love. Some are simply kept. A quiet dark fantasy inspired by Japanese folklore, where monsters tell the truth, kindness can become its own prison, and attendance is the rarest form of devotion.

A compilation of poems, prose, and short stories for broken hearts.

Cars crash on a dangerous road. A man listens in his yard and with a stopwatch he times the sirens. Another man paints road stripes. With a tiny brush he lays down yellow. They meet.

In 1963, the hills of north Georgia hide their own secrets buried in the rocky soil, but none is more dangerous than the one the Connolly family struggles to protect, and none means more to the fate of the world. Hoffman Connolly had thought that when his sons were born identical twins, they had been saved from an ancient family curse. He is wrong though, and now the time for the fulfillment of the curse draws closer and closer. The Connollys must cling to each other,a nd have their bonds of love and family tested as never before against string malevolent forces. Will they be strong enough to endure the Legacy of Abraham?

Three friends' search for answers about magic has a price, and the Queen will make them pay. ******** First 6 chapters only! Get the full book for FREE at JarrodKing.com/subscribe ******** Slade Maxwell is a noble and a senior in college who's expected to graduate and be next in his family to work for the queen. His desperation to escape that path leaves him unprepared for class, but when his classmate, a chiseled warrior by the name of Douglassaire Hart, asks their professor about an ancient sword called the Djed Key, Slade pays close attention. The sword is a mythical relic that's said to have brought magic to the world, and its secrets could be Slade's ticket out. He joins up with Douglassaire, wondering what else he knows. And, should he open himself to the warrior, will his feelings be returned? Slade's best friend, Gisela Benitez, who is still reeling from her mother's mysterious death, harbors a secret crush on Slade that draws her into his quest with Douglassaire. What the three of them find out leads them to a bloodthirsty magician, possession by spirits, and a vengeful queen who will stop at nothing to find the Djed Key for herself. What starts as a journey of self-discovery soon becomes a race against time. Will they be able to save their world or will the queen start a war that could bring her to ultimate power?