Melancholic Stories

She left without a word, carrying a truth too heavy to share. Now that he knows, love becomes the one thing that hurts the most.

FATHAN ZAIDAN ORKID KASTURI Karya ini hanyalah rekaan dan hasil imaginasi penulis semata-mata. Dilarang plagiat dan penulis tidak akan menghalalkan mana-mana individu yang berbuat demikian. GENRE: ROMANCE/MARRIAGE OF CONVENIENCE/MELANCHOLIC MULA: 19 FEBRUARI 2026

A collection of one-shot stories about unrequited love, missed chances, 'what ifs,' and love that almost was.

- a sleeping beauty retelling ₊˚.⋆☾⋆⁺₊ ─ ⊹ ⊱ ☆ ⊰ ⊹ ─ "𝘛𝘰 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘴𝘵𝘭𝘺 𝘵𝘰 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘧𝘦𝘴𝘴: 𝘐'𝘮 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘥𝘦𝘷𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘺 𝘺𝘰𝘶." - 𝘉𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘺-𝘙𝘢𝘺 𝘉𝘦𝘭𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘵 ⋆⭒˚｡⋆ ⋆˚₊ 𖤓☽˚.⋆ "𝘓𝘦𝘵 𝘮𝘦 𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘢 𝘧𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘳 " - 𝘈𝘯𝘯𝘦 𝘚𝘦𝘹𝘵𝘰𝘯 ˖°❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ 🪽 Update Nov 2025: Still writing !! will post officially when all writing & editing done Edit; so this book is a romance with slight mystery, inspired by a fairytale & with somewhat poetic writing! Please check it out if you're of any interest & even vote & comment if you like it! It literally makes my day! I recommend the Aesthetics chapter the most if ur lazy (like me) (In the works... (like literally in the works... Idk when this will be officially published but if I see a lot of saves // attention I will speed up the process I prom!!:) <3

Answer the Call of the Sacred Cord. There are songs meant to heal... and songs that should never be heard. Cord of the Sacred Lyric is not just a story...it's an awakening. A journey into the fragile space where beauty and terror share the same breath. When Hona discovers her voice can shape the unseen, she also awakens something ancient... something listening. Step into a world where song is power, love is tested beyond a fearful gaze, and every lyric could be your key into destiny. The deeper you go, the louder it calls. Because some songs don't end... they claim you. Read, Cord of the Sacred Lyric to discover how Hona's gift becomes her burden. Tropes: The Chosen One, Power Comes with a Price, The Dark Mirror, Love Drives the Quest, Forbidden Creatures and Hidden Horror. Experience: A haunting, immersive atmosphere where sound is alive. A deeply emotional journey of love, loss, and the fear of becoming something unrecognizable. A slow-building sense of dread as the true nature of the singing force reveals itself. A powerful romantic core that drives a desperate, dangerous quest. Moments that linger-chilling, poetic, and not easily forgotten. Do Enjoy!

Some heartbreaks don't happen all at once. They happen quietly - in small realizations, in moments that feel warm until you understand they were never meant for you. This is a story about hope that refused to die... even when it was slowly learning how to bleed. A prose poem about loving someone who never learned how to hold anything gently.

Quiet love, quietly growing.

He has loved her for centuries. Every time she is reborn, he finds her again. And every time she remembers him... she dies. Lucian has spent lifetimes searching for Elena-watching her live, forget, and vanish over and over again. But in this century, something is different. This time, she begins to remember sooner. And this time... he may not be able to save her.

Hope has feathers. But sometimes, those feathers are torn from your heart. This is the story of wings lost, of hope that became fire, of love and fury and grief woven into a single, blazing soul. A prose poem about loss, resilience, and the power of what remains when everything else is ripped away.

A series of poems written in the calm of silence, with a bleeding heart and a lost soul. This anthropology entails everything I feel and often long to let out but often find hard to say. It is written in the shadows of solitude and in the embrace of darkness. Started: For as long as I could remember. Finished: Don't think it ever could.

A collection of mini poetry and prose .✨ (The images used do not belong to me. They're from Google.)

He thought love would lift him higher - that it would make the world brighter, clearer, kinder. Instead, it broke him in the quietest ways. Now, surrounded by traces of someone who's already gone, he tries to unlearn the way she fit into every corner of his heart. But how do you forget someone who taught you what love feels like? Maybe it was never really love. Or maybe it was - and that's what hurts most.

Iggy records things before they disappear. The cicadas in the vacant lot. The sound of wind before the houses went up. The sound of a quiet street at night when everyone is already asleep. But then, her neighbor Therese starts talking into the recorder. She does it without asking, following him to wherever he wants to record. Over one year in Porta Viento Subdivision, the tapes fill up with ordinary afternoons, with the things neither of them says out loud, with the sounds of a place that's slowly becoming somewhere else. He thinks he's preserving the neighborhood. He doesn't know yet what he's really keeping. Some things only make sense when you play them back. Chapter Release every Friday, 8:30 PM GMT +8

Have you ever wondered how evil works in the minds of those who've become, as they say, the manifestations of evil. Well lemme tell you somethin', I am EVIL, and people please, you couldn't even fathom the lengths I will go to just to lead people to my works of art..... But of course, in every class, there are always students who fail miserably. Come and read their experiences of failures, and--for God's sake-- don't have an end like theirs.....

A collection of unrelated poems written for a casual yet provocative reading experience. Thank you for reading, and I hope you enjoy!

Poem. Must read with the audio as it sets the mood.

A solo trip to Seville was meant to be nothing more than a brief escape. But when an unexpected encounter turns a simple evening into a dance under the Spanish sky, two strangers from very different worlds find themselves drawn into a connection neither planned nor fully understood.

it's just my life story luv.

A collection of short and sweet/bittersweet love stories. They might last upto two or three or more chapters though. These stories are not neatly tied. They have open endings so that the readers can imagine what happened next. They are going to be from different genres but romance, teen fiction and magical realism are the main themes. So *cue awkward silence *. OK I suck at story descriptions. Sorry. Bye. Do read it (๑•́ ₃ •̀๑). P. S. There will be usage of swear words. My story most probably falls in the PG 13 category.

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