Literaryfiction Stories

Some stories are written to be read. Others are written simply to survive. For years, Ava poured the parts of herself no one ever saw onto paper-grief, guilt, anger, hope-never expecting anyone else to know they existed. Because some words feel safer buried than spoken. She never needed an answer. She only needed somewhere to leave the weight of everything she couldn't say out loud. And eventually, she stopped writing. She left the letters exactly where they had always belonged-buried beneath the roots of an old tree. At least, she thought that's where they stayed. Letters to No One is a quiet novel about healing, loss, and the courage it takes to become the person you've spent your whole life searching for.

By the time Trista Erwood realised the peace she had been searching for was never going to be found at the bottom of a bottle, she was already old. This final session will be her memoir. A goodbye to the last of her old things. This will be cautionary tale about monsters, and how they are not born, but made, piece by wretched piece. But what are monsters, if not human? And what is more inherent to human nature than the desire to be heard? That is why she can never regret Elijah Keane, his glass heart and slaughterhouse eyes, and everything he became. For all his radiance, his wit, his kindness, and later, his cruelty, one thing must be remembered: he tried. So, friends, if nothing else, pity him. Understand why she allowed him the greatest mercy of them all. Forgetting.

Every person carries a story they never tell. This is the story of all of them." This story combines the emotional heart of every story we've created before-loneliness, destiny, first love, silent sacrifices, letting go, grief, hope, second chances, and the search for belonging. Rather than focusing on a single extraordinary event, it follows an ordinary life so honestly that many readers may recognize parts of themselves in it.

You are going to read this as a story. A man loses someone. He stops sleeping. A woman made of light shows him a hundred worlds where she's still alive, still laughing, still breathing - and in every one of them, he's the one who's missing. You'll tell yourself it's just fiction. A metaphor. A clever structural trick about grief. But somewhere around the part where he asks "have I told you I didn't wake up?" - stop, and ask yourself when the last time was that someone checked on you. Really checked. Not the polite kind of checking. Because some stories are told by people no longer here to correct you if you get the ending wrong. This might be one of them. You won't know until you finish it. And by then, it might already be too late to ask.

An arranged marriage. Two strangers. One home. It should have been simple. It wasn't. Not because of betrayal. Not because of tragedy. But because some truths take years to recognize.

Every day, he sees the same girl. Every day, he tells himself he'll talk to her tomorrow. And one Sunday... he finally does. But some stories don't begin where they seem to. And some endings aren't endings at all. As reality and fiction slowly intertwine, A Week of Love unfolds into a deeply emotional mystery where every page makes you question what was real, what was imagined, and why some names stay with us forever. A novel about love, loss, and the memories we choose to carry.

The story continues as the mysterious warden of Zig-Zig is eventually informed about Herschel's escape. Against every principle of his precious Dalmicir school, Lyeasrakardsul submits and asks the Knomes for help before finally receiving the dreaded p-wyrd. Herschel is arrested as a chicken thief and brought to the town Stagna where he has been prejudged as a p-e-r-v-e-r-t by popular opinion, and where he will have some of the most significant encounters in his life.

Efua watches her parents and takes notes on everything she'll never do. Remini watches Efua and hopes she'll change her mind. Iredun watches his father and keeps the secret that could destroy everything. They're sixteen. They have no idea what's coming.

Claire Donneley had everything figured out - until she didn't. One breakup. One empty lunch table. One corner store she keeps returning to for reasons she won't admit. Edward Park works the register at Joe's Corner Store. He reads while he waits. He doesn't say much. And he remembers more than Claire would like him to. They were never friends. That part is important. A slow, quiet story about two people learning how to be decent - to each other, and to themselves. Updates ongoing. Author: English is not my first language si forgive me for any errors in spellings and grammar. I used Grammarly to help me with that types of stuff, thank youu <3

Summerhall has always known where to find Prince Daeron. Find her. She remembers his dreams before he does. She knows which silences mean he will drink and which mean he will disappear. For years, the castle has mistaken devotion for duty and habit for love. So have they. Then the king announces her betrothal to Prince Aerion.

Dorothea, a 75-year-old woman, nearing the edge of her life, accepts a mysterious invitation to a remote Caribbean island and discovers that her forgotten family history may be connected to a buried ancestral legacy the island has been waiting centuries to reveal.

Some questions refuse to let go. When twenty-one-year-old Hannah Morgan leaves her small hometown to study neuroscience, she carries little more than a suitcase, a notebook filled with questions, and the unwavering support of the grandmother who raised her. She believes she's beginning an ordinary college education. She has no idea she's taking the first steps toward one of the greatest scientific challenges in human history. As Hannah watches the person she loves most begin to lose the memories that define a lifetime, a single impossible question begins to consume her: What if memory didn't have to disappear? Dismissed by colleagues, tested by failure, and forced to sacrifice more than she ever imagined, Hannah devotes decades to a vision that others call impossible. What begins as grief becomes an obsession, and eventually a revolution that will challenge everything humanity believes about memory, identity, and what it truly means to leave a legacy. The Architect's Journey is a sweeping founder story about love, perseverance, innovation, and the extraordinary cost of refusing to give up on an impossible dream.

Europe | 1875 𝕾𝖔𝖒𝖊 𝖌𝖆𝖗𝖉𝖊𝖓𝖘 𝖕𝖗𝖊𝖘𝖊𝖗𝖛𝖊 𝖒𝖔𝖗𝖊 𝖙𝖍𝖆𝖓 𝖋𝖑𝖔𝖜𝖊𝖗𝖘. 𝕿𝖍𝖊𝖞 𝖕𝖗𝖊𝖘𝖊𝖗𝖛𝖊 𝖑𝖔𝖛𝖊. When botanist Evangeline Laurent is entrusted with restoring the long-forgotten Imperial Conservatory of the Kingdom of Asteria, she expects to spend her days cataloging rare blooms and reviving neglected gardens. Instead, she uncovers a collection of hidden journals that tell the story of Rosalie Laurent, a brilliant botanist, and Edmund Vale, the architect who built the conservatory. As their decades-old romance slowly unfolds through the language of flowers, Evangeline realizes the gardens were designed to hold far more than beauty-they were built to preserve a love that time could never erase. But someone is determined to ensure the conservatory is never restored. As acts of sabotage threaten to destroy its future, Evangeline and the reserved Cassian Armand must uncover the truth before history is buried forever. A sweeping tale of love, loss, and second chances, 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑳𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒖𝒂𝒈𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝑾𝒊𝒍𝒅𝒇𝒍𝒐𝒘𝒆𝒓𝒔 reminds us that flowers were never the true language spoken between hearts. Sometimes, love is simply the choice to stay.

"Life, is just a game. That we play without tutorial. And me, Shigaraki Tenko, I am... The final boss." When she came back to Japan after the war, Réka didn't find what she expected. No one expected her connection with Tomura, nor the two children by her side. A decade later, Tenko joins Yuei, to prevent that, what happened to his father, would happen again. But the past isn't left behind. It surges back. About a story they ignored. About a cult slowly rising. About a cursed legacy, he both tries to break and is entangled in. ---------- Mature contents: -Strong language -Physical/psychological violence -Bullying/harrassment -Moral ambiguity -Substance use/addiction -Depression/suicide attempt/self-harm -Necrophagy -Lots of mentions around death/grief/mourning since the core theme exploited here is Tomura's death and legacy. TL.DR = I can't gauge each person's sensitivity and mine is basically low so you're warned. ---------- This story is also published on AO3, Inkitt, Quotev, Space Battles and FFN. Any repost, translation, or derivative use without explicit permission is not authorised.

Daniel Okafor has never lost a job, never lost an argument, and never once decided anything for himself. Four employers picked him up when their own bosses moved on. A marriage happened to him, competently. A layoff missed him entirely - not because he fought for his desk, but because nobody thought hard enough about him to take it away. He isn't unhappy. That's the trouble. He is adequate - at work, at love, at fatherhood - in the specific, unglamorous way that never quite earns the word failure, and never quite earns anything else either. This is a book about the people luck forgets to punish. About competence as a hiding place. About a man who sets three alarms every morning because making one decision has always felt like one too many - and who is only now, at forty-two, starting to notice that he has never once chosen his own life. He has simply floated through it. Some men sink. Daniel just drifts - and the tide, it turns out, has opinions of its own.

The Day After Some things are never said aloud. Some truths are written down and hidden away. And sometimes, the words we leave behind tell a story very different from the one everyone believes. The Day After is a short literary story about love, silence, and the secrets we keep from those closest to us.

Emma Price is found dead in the shallow waters of Millbrook Creek. There are no wounds. No signs of struggle. Only a smile. As Detective Ray Pell investigates the impossible death, a grieving best friend, a brilliant thirteen-year-old obsessed with strange phenomena, and powerful people hiding an old geological secret begin uncovering something buried beneath the abandoned Hartwell Quarry. Whatever waits below has been watching the town for years. And now... it has started watching them. A slow-burn literary supernatural mystery where grief, guilt, and cosmic horror collide

She never met him. A single text message changed her life: Please stop sending me SMS. After leaving a successful corporate career to become a full-time mother, Tam feels as if she has lost the woman she used to be. When she becomes fascinated by the remarkable life of a man she's never met, she begins writing a novel inspired by him. What starts as admiration slowly becomes obsession, then imagination, and finally something neither of them could have expected-a journey back to herself. Windmills of My Mind is a literary novel about ambition, motherhood, creativity, identity, and the stories we invent to survive.

The question for Avi was not whether she could give up her ambitions for Orion, but rather how far could Orion go for someone he knows he can never truly have. Avi, in Orion's little conclusion of her, was always going to belong to herself. That's what made her so bewitching, that's what made her so fragile to hold, and that's what makes Orion hold his breath whenever he's around her that all he could do was admire from a safe distance. Yes he was selfless, most especially to her. Orion wanted nothing more but to linger in the premises that she would allow him to, and he would not demand more, he swore. He swore, he swore. But the measure of his selflessness is not about his obedience to her boundaries, but rather in his acquiescence to let her go. A tale about connection, bargaining, and eventual surrender. Is love worth pursuing in the presence of uncertainty and passionate promises made in the heat of the moment? And most importantly, does it matter how it ends when all you've really lived through was the in-between moments?