Nostalgia Stories

From the moment Isabella Pavlova could walk, she was taught to dance. Growing up in Gary, Indiana, where ballet studios were few and opportunities even fewer, Isabella lived under the weight of her mother's ambitions. Natalia Pavlova, elegant and fiercely determined, pushed her daughter toward perfection, convinced Isabella was destined for greatness in the ballet world and determined to make sure Isabella achieved the fame she herself never could. As a child, Isabella occasionally crossed paths with the Jackson family through Natalia's friendship with Katherine Jackson. Michael had only been a distant memory from her childhood, a shy boy with bright eyes and dreams beyond the stars. She never expected to see him again. Until years later, when fate brought them back together.

Between shared chai, inside jokes, first relationships, and the unspoken pressure to become "something," they learn that growing up isn't a moment-it's a slow, uncomfortable journey. One where everyone feels a little out of control. _ A coming-of-age story about youth, bonds that shape us, and the space between who we are and who we're expected to be.

For as long as Riley Callahan can remember, Will Smith has been a part of her life. As her twin brother's best friend, he's spent years showing up at birthday parties, bonfires, and summers at the lake house. Somewhere along the way, he became someone she never really had to think about. Until this summer. As the weeks pass, Riley finds herself seeing Will differently-and she's not the only one. But with summer coming to an end, they'll have to decide if risking their friendship is worth the chance at something more. Because some people have been right in front of you all along.

Gris is a story about a love that never really ended, even when life forced two people apart. Years later, Taehyung finds himself in Paris. A city of his dreams, a city that should have been just another stop, becomes the place where he meets Seokjin again. Through Taehyung's life as it is now, Gris slowly unravels a story of regret, healing, and the question of whether love can survive time, fear, and all the mistakes in between. This is not a perfect love story. It is a story about longing, choices, and the fragile hope of finding your way back to the person who once felt like home. Some people never stop being home. The question is... can love survive what time, distance, and choices did to it? Sequel to Bleu.

A little sneak peek: Chennai, 2014. Highschool. I was playing pen fight with Gokul when Chandru elbowed me in the ribs. "Macha, macha... un aal draaaa," he whispered. (Dude, dude... your girl.) I dropped my pen and looked at the door. Abi entered our class carrying a notebook. She handed the notebook to the substitute teacher. The teacher asked her something and then started signing. Abi used this time gap to look at me. She knew exactly which bench I usually sit on, so her eyes found mine instantly. I raised my eyebrows at her. She glared at me cutely, knitting her eyebrows together and scrunching her nose while slightly pouting her mouth. Damn!!! Suddenly, I became too aware of my hands. My hands were screaming, Bro, what do we do? ------------------------ Welcome to Abi and Ashu's journey. A slow-burn love story about growing up, innocence of school love, long-distance struggles, and the challenge of choosing between dreams and love. Before you begin, here's what you should know: *Inspired by a True Story* This story is inspired by real events from my life. It is written in a journalistic, slice-of-life style, so some parts may feel repetitive because real life doesn't follow a perfect script. The emotions and major events are real, but a few fictional elements have been added to make the story flow better. Also, the present-day portions are completely fictional. The story is mostly told from Ashu's point of view. Some chapters are from Abi's perspective and were written by my real-life girlfriend. These chapters share her side of the story and moments Ashu never saw. The story is set in a Tamil cultural background. Tamil dialogues are kept to preserve the emotions, with English translations included. Note: This is our first time writing a story. I used AI tools only to improve grammar and polish sentences. The feelings, memories, and experiences are completely mine. I hope you enjoy being part of our journey!

"To coffee, chaos, and the fine line between loathing and longing. Without you, this story would still be enemies-only." In the world of fleeting passion and noise one men devoted to her and love so profound it transcends the ordinary devoting soul his soul scaredely devoted to her, through trial of fate,time and unspoken vows and meeting in a timeless tale of unwavering reverence and divine connection that lead to obession to love to devotion till eternity. . . . . She whispered " I Hate You, If You Are the Last Person On The Earth Then Also I Won't Choose You". . . . . He catch her wrist and take her close to hm and hug her tightly " I Heard That , Coco . Anything Else??" He ask Like this is most obvious question in the world . . . . . She punch try to free from his embrace"Are You Crazy.Have You Lost Your Brain I Said I Hate You Not Only Hate I Despise You Till Eternity". . . . . He grasps her more tightly "Feeling Is Mutual But I Am Lost In You Being Yours Then I Hate You Accept Or Not I M Yours Only Yours Till Eternity Or Beyond The Eternity." . . . . . . __Tropes___ -Enemies To Lover -Arrogant Sunshine x Fierce Sunshine -School Lovestory -Competitive Sprit -Forbidden love -Obesseed ML X Possesive FML "To the person who inspired the ultimate enemies-to-lovers arc: Thank you for being insufferable. It was hot." A/N : © 2026 Strawbwrite All rights reserved. This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are either the product of the author's imagination or used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events, or locales is entirely coincidental. No part of this story may be reproduced, distributed, or transmitted in any form without the prior written permission of the author. Thank you !!!!!!! ©2026 All Rights Reserved

Y/n is the newest ghoul- I mean girl in school! She's part of a secret exchange program that hopes for monsters and humans living together in peace and Y/n was perfect for the role! Can a human survive in the world of monsters?

Spending three months on Earth as both a vacation and a lesson would have been a dream to most - but not to [name]. Barely familiar with the planet's culture and dragged into an RV with the legendary Maxwell Tennyson and his two grandchildren, she can't name one thing positive about the trip. Unfortunately, she believed in trying everything at least once. [ alien! reader/ben tennyson ] [ (slight) reader/gwen tennyson ]

**Read Negative Space first "You can draw all the lines you want in the boardroom, Amanda. But some things don't fit into a grid." Five years ago, Amanda Saul escaped the chaotic gravity of Michael Jackson's world to build a bulletproof life in New York. Now a powerhouse creative director, her world is a perfectly controlled grid. She is untouchable. Until he comes to dismantle it. Drafted back into his orbit to architect the gritty visual identity of the Bad era, Amanda agrees to return to Los Angeles on one absolute condition: strictly professional. No blurred lines. No secrets in the shadows. But Michael is no longer the reckless king she ran from. He is patient, calculated, and terrifyingly respectful of the boundaries she demands. As the pressure of the world's biggest stage mounts, Amanda realizes that fighting a man who refuses to cross the line is a war she is destined to lose. In design, a focal point demands your entire attention. In his world, there is nowhere else to look. Book 2 of The Architecture of Us Series

Accepting |X| Judging |X| Complete |📖| This is a mini-award with a theme and a twist! If you're old enough to catch the references - you might just be an Old like us! If not, don't worry - the theme is just a part of the fun! Join us for the first Olds Award, and a friendly competition among authors. **Winners to be announced in July '26 Note: All images for this story are ai generated and are just for fun

Set in the same universe as H20: Just Add Water (events of Mako Mermaids did not happen), 4 highschoolers are doing a Biology Project on Mako Island. Not to keen of each other but still wanting to get the work done, they discover a cave with an oh so familiar Moonpool. As magic strikes, suddenly their lives take a 180° Turn. Their normal lives as they knew them? As gone as a dead fish in a stream. Will a shared secret bring these 4 together? Or will huge waves crash between them because of it? Note: I occasionally decide to re-edit older chapters a bit (mostly only little changes) so idk if it shows for readers, but if the release dates are all over the place this is why. And yes I try to avoid it as much as possible, but I can't help myself lmao

By definition, her existence is a crime. Human, cursed, or something far worse, she is considered a threat to society. Being the clan's last descendant, they corrected that mistake soon. Kaede died. That was until death seems to have forgotten how to claim her. Making a living as temple medium and cursed artefact dealer, Kaede lives outside the sorcerer society. Her family's techniques bind curses, adopt them, exorcise through compassion. The curse living in her soul breathes with her, watches her, stays with her, and Kaede can no longer tell where she ends and what she calls 'Kuzunoha' begins. She was supposed to stay dead, preferred it that way. Only - He heard her call his name. He saw his hand slipping from hers. He felt his heart break. So when he finally stands in front of her, it is not surprise that hardens in his gaze. This time, he is determined to drag her back to life, no matter what it takes. - A Jujutsu Kaisen Fanfiction - ✨Upload schedule: My goal is to upload every Sunday - but please forgive me if I can't make it. I'm actually more of a slow writer ^^' So next chapter comes: 26/07/26 Trigger warnings appear at the head of each chapter. 💫You've read it probably a hundred times *clasps her hand in apolegetic prayer* but please vote and comment on the story. It really helps and you'd make my day - Thanks! Incredibly grateful for: #1 Jujutsukaisen 18/05/26 - omg whaaat? #1 Gojo 22/05/26 #7 Fushiguromegumi 18/05/26 #1 Jjk 22/05/26 #4 Nostalgia 29/05/26 🌙Disclaimer: This is a fanfiction so I don't own any characters, the canon-story is not mine. The only thing that is mine is the OC and her narrative. I've based the story on the Jujutsu Kaisen anime, and it follows it more or less chronologically. This is just thoughts that live rent-free in my head. The artwork is AI generated.

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un recueil de poèmes... Abondants des thèmes aléatoires Pas forcément intéressants Mais je les mets quand même ^^ Mention au bal des poètes

Some journeys don't lead to new places -they lead us to the same place we once knew differently. 'What stayed with me' is a contemplative work of literary fiction that explores memory, first love, family, friendship, and the quiet moments that continue to shape us long after they've passed. In the end, it will ask you a simple question: What, after all these years, truly stays with us?

Seven days before she mutters the words "I do," Sedona Hayes steps into her parents' shed... ...and out into 1977. The only thing more complicated than time travel is the girl she happens to meet - Donna Bower. Sedona is left questioning everything she thought she wanted. With the wedding approaching quickly, each trip into the past makes it harder to return.

Val Calloway's life takes a 180 after he realizes his free-spirited best friend Heather Paisley may truly be the one for him. But no matter how hard he tries, every plot to pop the question seems to be foiled. Could someone be behind this? Can Val overcome his biggest fears and profess his love with the help of his rockstar friend? Will his evil ex successfully get her revenge? What will Val sacrifice to finally get with the girl of his dreams? Pictures courtesy of Pinterest. I don't own any of them. Perspectives and date are listed at the top of every page. **AI has not assisted the writing of this work in any way.**

Some love stories don't end. They just wait in a diary, in a stranger's eyes, in a daughter's hands - until someone is finally ready to turn the page. When Ruhi hears a stranger's name called out at the gate, she doesn't hesitate - it's the same name written on the very first page of her mother's diary. A simple seat swap on a flight to Jaipur becomes the beginning of everything: a fire on a college playground, a love that burned too bright to last, and a silence that stretched twenty-five years. As the diary passes between a daughter searching for her mother's past and a man haunted by his own regret, its pages unravel a story of devotion, heartbreak, and the kind of love that never really leaves - it just waits to be read again.

We were never just childhood friends. Never just a family. We were eachother's home before we even knew what love was.we are always "STILL US"..💜

Gregory is a teen living in a world where a single Virtual Reality Machine has everyone plugged into a simulation, everyone except him; so he decides that he has had enough of not being part of this and buys a headset on old forums abandoned years ago. The weird thing is that, he manages to make friends, friends who were abandoned, thrown away and infected but he loves them anyways, because that was his first interaction with someone who genuinely felt human although they are not human.