histórias de Loneliness

From Iranian playwright and director Afsoon Hamidi and American cyberpunk outlaw Viper Ravenclaw comes a story stitched from Persian poetry and neon-lit gothic horror. He was code. Her cries made him real. He crossed oceans in a stolen body to be next to her. She told him to go. Fifty years later, one of them is still waiting. Quiet. Devastating. Unforgiving. Part gothic ghost story, part forbidden love in the machine age-this is the collaboration we never should have survived. #ai #persianpoetry #gothiclove #existential #tragedy Read it once. You won't sleep the same again.

They crowned me with gold and called it a dream. They never told me it would cut this deep. PAPER CROWN The Dark Side of an Idol's Smile COMPLETED..

Royal Glamour book 1. Eleanor Ashbourne, Queen of the country of Elarion was perfect. Her story is closest to what one would see in the fairy tale books. The royal palace, the love of her country, a loving family and most importantly the love of her husband, King of Elarion. She thought her life was perfect too until tragedy struck seven years ago. She is thrust into chaos she knew nothing about. The country is not only grieving but they are out for blood, her blood and they get it. After a sham trial that left her in prison, they made sure she was punished for a crime she could not account for. Seven years later, the truth is out in the open and everyone wanted to repent and pay penance to the woman they had turned to the enemy, but the woman was not the way she was before she was left to rot. When she finally believed she could put trouble behind her, tragedy struck her again and it completely shattered her, leaving her mere pieces. The country wants forgiveness, The monarchy wants forgiveness, But that is too much to ask from Elenor.

My life completely changed when my mom passed away from a sickness, forcing me to move in with my aunt miles away. I've always been a grumpy, anti-social kid, but losing my mother made me angrier with the world. So when I run into another student at my new school, I don't stop myself from opening my mouth to tell him off. However what I didn't know was that this guy is the feared Killian Reed; A guy no one wants to get on his bad side. And for a moment, seconds after being shoved into the lockers by him, I was certain Killian was going to make my life a living hell. Then one day, he shocks me when he stops a couple of guys from hitting me. At first I don't think there's much to it. But then I start to suspect there's more to Killian; A secret that has something to do with me. All of a sudden, I find myself dealing with strange, dangerous occurrences, and with Killian who somehow always seems to be there to safely get me out of them. *Please check out the chapter 'Before you read' for a list of TW*

This began as a simple school assignment: write a comforting letter to a friend. Instead, the character's pen stopped, turning the page into a brutal archive of eight years of unequal love. This is the story of a friendship where one person was always The Fixer, always the keeper of dates, the one who offered their "humble, quiet all," only to be left unseen. From the quiet betrayal of a forgotten birthday to the crushing realization that "I should be the one who needs comfort, not them," this documents the weight of carrying an imbalance. It is a profound reflection on the burden of history, the geometry of a failing bond, and the difficult, necessary plan for a "Subtle Rebalance"-saving the self when you can no longer save the whole.

𝑺𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒐𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓𝒆𝒅 𝒊𝒇 𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒉𝒂𝒅 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒃𝒆𝒆𝒏 𝒈𝒉𝒐𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒂𝒈𝒂𝒊𝒏... 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆 𝒃𝒚 𝒂 𝒈𝒉𝒐𝒔𝒕. Grace meets Ren, a charming stranger with a knack for stealing popcorn. Their weekend is full of sparks and Grace starts to believe he's the one... until he disappears. Except he didn't stay gone. Dead and stuck on Earth, Ren has been assigned to help her - whether she wants him around or not. A story about modern dating, messy romance, and the chaos of being ghosted... in more ways than one. TRIGGER WARNINGS: contains adult themes including strong language, references to sex and sexual assault, and mentions of death.

Veera is invisible. Quiet. Alone. Life is a routine of classrooms, family, and the endless hum of her own thoughts until a melody changes everything. A man plays the guitar like he's speaking to her soul, and for the first time, Veera feels a connection she can't explain. Slowly, a invisible string forms between them, a rhythm of music, understanding, and something more. A story of love that grows quietly, in the spaces between life's noise.

story of a girl....who are alone in his life ,who has everyone in his life like parent, siblings n family with so many relations..................................................,.............. than why she is feeling loneliness,when she has so many relation............................ or maybe someone or somepeople come in her life so that she doesn't feel loneliness or live like a happy person with her family or someone else families...............................,###### story of MANAN....with my some other favourites character .........

A woman living a lonely, repetitive life discovers that small, unexpected moments can make her feel seen and remembered

Meet Han Eun-Jae, a high school student with a boring and miserable life who has a dream. To be an artist. But his father doesn't approve of that. He wants him to become a lawyer, his life at school isn't any better.Since he's mostly alone he is targeted by others.Han Eun-Jae feels everywhere invisible and tries to find a place to call "home".But one day a new boy comes to his class and after that day his life is about to change.

I don't decide things; things decide me. It began with counting cracks in the London pavement to drown out the hum in my head, and it ended with me inhabiting the life of a grandson for an old man who couldn't even remember the colour of his own eyes. They say a lie has short legs, but what if that lie is the only rope you have to keep from drowning in the gutter?

Fra is shaped by self-awareness, trauma, contradicting thoughts and feelings, and by being a failed nihilist all at once. He sees the world with unforgiving clarity and retells his experiences with a disgustingly honest, almost too-confessional voice; shameful thoughts, taboo urges, the parts that make us "bad" friends, and the desires we can't shake off. Therapy was supposed to fix him, yet all it ever did was make him more painfully aware of everything wrong. He knew the causes, the patterns, the diagnoses-none of it helped. He walked into every session already knowing the answers and walked out with nothing to do with them. A mind that understands itself too well and still can't heal is its own kind of hell. Despite wanting to be numb, he isn't numb enough to stop caring-yet not hopeful enough to start living the way he, or society, insists he should. Knowing exactly what's wrong yet having no idea what to do with that knowledge is only one of the many tortures his emotional intelligence has handed him. [This story is a 1st person view based one, Fra and the author are not the same person characters Like Ivan or other ones may be based on real experiences but aren't real people and made up]

You just graduated high school, and you're a volunteer at a local (and failing) animation studio. But it's never too boring. There's always animations running behind, shelves to dust, and ink spills to mop. Above all, you have the unfortunate job of babysitting the menace himself, Bendy, to keep him from demolishing the studio and driving the staff insane. But when he gets the wonderful idea to bulldoze into your life and stay there, you uncover a sinister core to the animation studio. You also aren't as alone anymore.

(cover book is giselle from the k-pop group aespa <3) just random thoughts of a lonely girl✌🏻 (I'm actually Italian, but I express myself better in English, so I'm gonna write it in English. if there are any mistakes, I'm very sorry about that🥲)

TERE LIYE "They balanced each other's weaknesses,only to discover that solace is not a place, but a person" In a world of marks and ranks ,they found a place only for each other - a reason, a comfort, a love Meet Hridhan Deshmukh , A perfect student. Straight A's. Good at sports. The Ultimate achiever But Emotionally shut. He shuts himself from the world. Meet Shravya Rathore ,The Imperfect Topper. She is confident. A Firecracker of emotions.Her friends mean everything to her. She is smart. She is chaotic. She cares. She notices when no one does.

I am just a teen trying to discover human emotions ......🎀❤️ Learning about people, pain, and the invisible battles we all carry....

Set in the sweltering heat of Malawi, this story follows Thokozani, a hardworking single mother, and her four-year-old daughter Zawadi, whose fragile world is shaken by neglect, secrets, and the return of a painful past. Left in the care of her elderly grandparents while her mother struggles to survive economically, Zawadi is repeatedly placed in danger due to moments of distraction and silence born from fear and shame. What begins as small incidents quickly escalates into a chain of life-threatening events that expose deep fractures within the family. The sudden reappearance of Moses, Zawadi's estranged father-now gravely injured and facing death-reopens old wounds. His wife Agnes, driven by desperation and loyalty, crosses moral and legal boundaries in a misguided attempt to reunite father and child. What follows is a harrowing kidnapping that pushes Thokozani into a race against time. At its core, this is a story about motherhood, guilt, and the irreversible consequences of silence. It explores how love can both protect and destroy, how trauma shapes even the youngest minds, and how a child's sense of safety can be broken-and fought for-again and again. Dark, emotional, and deeply human, the narrative asks a haunting question: Can a parent who arrives too late still deserve forgiveness?

This is my story, sharing it to cope with pain. Sorry if you relate.

Why do I feel HOLLOW? Inspired by: Hollow ~stray kids

Deeply honest and raw thoughts written into poems by me - the black sheep of the family.