Poeticprose Stories

Fire and Frost || A Kim Taehyung FF || Previously known as Crimson Thrones She was born a princess of peace. He was crowned a king of war. When two rival kingdoms drown in blood, a marriage is forged to halt the carnage. A union between Princess Y/N of Aureth and Taehyung of Varyn, a ruthless king. Yet beneath the vows and velvet, something ancient stirs. A curse born of love, betrayal, and death. As their hearts learn to bleed for one another, fate sharpens its blade once more. Because some souls are bound across lifetimes... and some loves are doomed to die in every one of them.

There are 5 rooms in my head. I walked through all of them. Intake - where the noise started Rewind - where the memories don't leave Therapy - where I argued with myself The Memory Room - where I chose to stay The Last Room - where the light finally hit This is not a diagnosis. This is a collection of poems and prose about overthinking, healing, and the parts of you that feel haunted but beautiful. It's dark. It's honest. It's ink on cracked walls. It's the moment you stop running from your mind and decide to live in it. For anyone who's ever felt like their thoughts were too loud to be home.

Three ancient dragons. One vote. The egg cracked anyway. Deep inside Silverpike Mountain, the stones have a pulse. Two thousand miles away, a one-eyed dragon lifts his wing for the first time in millennia-not to fly, but to send a signal through the planet's bones. Two other dragons answer. One refuses. But beneath seven layers of basalt, something none of them voted for is waking up. An egg with no wings. A color no stone has ever seen. A third crack that makes the silence smile. They came for one throat. They found something worse.

Some houses have walls. Some houses have wounds. Li Longshen grew up protecting his three younger brothers from a father who thought love meant control, and a house that never felt home. He took every blow, every silence, every tear-for them. But what happens when four broken boys step outside the house that hurt them? Longshen, Yichen, Yuanzhi, and Jiling each carry their scars into the world-quiet, trembling, still hoping. And slowly, they begin to find something different: Friendship. Kindness. Love. their partner are the ones who will teach them: Some homes are not built from bricks. Some are found in the arms of those who stay. This is a story of trauma and tenderness, of brotherhood and burden, and of slow-burn love that doesn't fix, but heals.

In the quiet streets of Saint Petersburg, an aging man returns to the city that once witnessed the brightest and most painful chapter of his life. As the nights grow longer, he revisits the memories of a love that never truly belonged to him. Years earlier, he met Erika, a young woman whose warmth brought light into his lonely existence. Their chance encounters blossomed into a deep emotional bond, built on shared dreams, unspoken promises, and fleeting moments that felt eternal. Yet love is not always enough to overcome the weight of fate, timing, and the choices people make. Told through the reflections of an old man haunted by memory, Night Without Stars explores loneliness, devotion, regret, and the enduring power of first love. Every street, every snowfall, and every silent night reminds him of the happiness he briefly held and the heartbreak that followed. A deeply melancholic literary romance, Night Without Stars asks whether some loves are meant to be lived or only remembered. It is a story of hope born in darkness, of hearts that found one another too late, and of a man who discovers that even in a sky without stars, love can leave a light that never truly fades.

ME - The Beast in Me is a psychological myth set in the suspended city of Superbia, where the Ego becomes a god, the mind a labyrinth, and identity a mask you can't take off. If you enjoy books like Percy Jackson but want a darker, more adult myth, this novel transforms classical hero trials into inner battles. Instead of Greek gods, Superbia's Pantheon rules the psyche: Narcisa Covert - the Shadow Goddess, mother of personality disorders. Overer - the Lord of Excess and Perfection. Sixteen semi-divine archetypes shape the soul's journey. The book unfolds in Thirty Acts: ten Admirations, ten Martyrs, ten Excesses - a descent into the self where the Beast is never outside you, but within. If you're searching for Percy Jackson-like mythology for adults, this novel turns divine trials into psychological truth. The Beast doesn't come from outside. It comes from you.

Chiedozie Nwosu is a brilliant young African engineering student with a flawless future ahead of him. Elara Whittemore is the daughter of a desperate, debt-ridden British Lord, trapped by the expectations of her class. When a malicious lie places Chiedozie's life and freedom at the mercy of the local constabulary, a brutal bargain is struck in the dark. To buy his silence and unlock a hidden family fortune, Lord Arthur forces an impossible union: Chiedozie must marry Elara, becoming a prisoner to the estate, or face a life behind bars. Bound together by a cold contract and a shared betrayal, two solitary souls must navigate the sharp frost of post-war England. Can love grow from the soil of coercion, or are they merely collateral damage in a nobleman's game? AUTHOR'S NOTE "I wanted to write a story that felt like a lost classic-where the prose is as heavy as the Essex mud and as sharp as a Lagos sun. This is for the dreamers who found themselves in a world that wasn't built for them. Expect chapters that breathe, settings that bleed, and a romance that earns every single spark."

A fairy-tale-esque short story, which deliberately adopts folklore-like writing, using personified cosmic forces to explore love as mutual illumination rather than possession. No placement, but this tale has gotten a 95/100 in the Triquetra Awards Short Story category!

"Unanswered letters between two entirely different worlds." Murhaf is a young woman living in a war-torn city in the Middle East. She could neither escape the walls of this cursed place nor overcome the years of horror, trauma, and loss. Shortly after the war ended, she chanced upon Lilium on social media-a famous girl living in the Far East. Murhaf knew nothing about her except for what she shared online. Yet, Lilium's breathtaking beauty, elegance, and pure spirit left Murhaf in absolute awe: Is it possible that we share the same planet with such souls? Driven by this wonder, Murhaf begins to write elegant literary letters that weave reality with imagination, pouring out everything hidden in her heart and mind. But they remain unanswered. How could a girl from a harsh, distant reality expect a response from someone living a beautiful, fairytale life? Yet, Murhaf does not wait for an answer. She doesn't want to burden Lilium's heart or disturb her world. She writes simply to survive-to feel human.Her greatest wish is for the world to feel the beat of her heart and the depth of her words.

STILL , I WAIT Genre: Pure Romance | Slow Burn | Emotional Intimacy | Realistic Love In a quiet café drenched in monsoon rains, two strangers meet without meaning to - Meher, a soft-spoken photographer who captures emotions she doesn't understand, and Aarav, a reclusive writer who pens words he never plans to share. Neither is looking for love. Neither even speaks much. But the same table by the window becomes their unspoken promise - a place where silence says more than conversation ever could. They don't exchange numbers. Don't follow each other online. Just Saturdays, and just the café. What begins as a quiet routine slowly deepens into a connection that doesn't ask for explanations. With every rain-soaked meeting, every near-touch, every poem and photograph exchanged, they begin to heal from their invisible scars. But when one Saturday is missed, and a letter takes his place, Meher must face what Aarav has truly come to mean. STILL , I WAIT is a tender, slow-burning romance about love that unfolds not in declarations, but in the spaces between words - a love that never rushes, never shouts, but always returns.

When Charlotte Pembroke inherits Bellwether Books, she plans to settle the estate, close the shop, and return to the life she left behind. Instead, she finds a neglected garden, a tin of old seeds, a stubborn yellow chair, and Adrian Wells-the quiet handyman who seems to know every broken gate, crooked shelf, and hidden corner of the place. Adrian believes gardens are meant to be shared. Charlotte believes they are expensive, impractical, and full of weeds. But as they begin restoring the space behind the bookshop, Bellwether slowly becomes more than an inheritance. It becomes a gathering place for borrowed chairs, reading nights, bad tea, community arguments, and the kind of love that grows quietly before either of them is ready to name it. Then illness forces Charlotte and Adrian to confront a question neither of them can repair with a hammer, a list, or a fresh coat of paint: How do you keep living when the person you love cannot stay? A Quiet Season is a tender, slow-burn romance about books, gardens, grief, chosen community, and the courage to leave the gate open.

After loss tore her world apart, Raine Dyer vanished into the forest living in a forgotten cottage. There, beneath the canopy's twilight glow, she stumbles upon an ancient clay statue hidden among the roots. From that moment on, dreams bleed into reality. Whispers follow her. Shadows shift. And the forest remembers more than it should. A haunting tale of loss, isolation, and the secrets buried beneath moonlit soil.

We spend so much of our lives becoming who we think everyone else wants us to be. We smile when we're breaking, stay silent when we're screaming, and wear masks so long that we forget what our own face looks like. Insanity is the story of a young woman confronting the thoughts she hid from everyone else. Through raw reflections, painful memories, and moments of faith, she begins peeling away the mask she wore to earn love and acceptance. This isn't a story about perfection-it's about learning that healing begins the moment the mask starts to crack.

"Her love was never your birthright. It was her choice. Honor it-before she becomes memory." A collection of poetic prose, reflections, raw truths, quiet heartbreaks, and the silent strength of women the world forgets to see. Before She Becomes Memory is a reminder to cherish her now, not after regret arrives. __Bushra.💌 ⚠️ DO NOT REPOST OR REUPLOAD MY WORK.

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Aya should only have one pin - one that represents her one soulmate. Polyamory is a dirty, illegal word. Stupid, stupid girl doesn't know what is wrong and what is right. --------- A short story set in a world where soulmates carry pins that represent their soulmate, Aya's supposed to have one, and instead she has two. Poetic prose.

Some stories don't begin with love. They begin with running. Running from hospital corridors that smell like endings. Running from questions no one should have to answer so young. Running from a future that suddenly feels too short. The Leaf is a quiet, slow-burning story set in the misty lanes of Shimla - where nights stretch longer than days and silence often speaks louder than people. It follows a girl who lives between moments, sketching life as if she's afraid it might disappear if she stops looking. And a boy who laughs easily, carries lightness on the surface, but hides a childhood weight he never learned how to name. They don't meet in dramatic ways. They collide. They pause. They sit in silence. Between late-night cafés, half-finished noodles, classic movies, empty roads, and sunrises that feel like borrowed miracles, two strangers begin to share something unnamed - not love, not friendship, but a fragile understanding that some connections don't need promises to be real. This is a story about: moments that don't last but stay forever conversations that happen after midnight art made to survive loneliness and the strange comfort of being seen without being explained The Leaf isn't about how long a story lasts. It's about how deeply it touches before it falls.

Life is like a slam book. We open ourselves to others, inviting them to leave their mark. Their words - scribbles on our pages - reveal their thoughts and feelings. We can't control what they write; we can only read, turn the page, and move forward. Each entry becomes a testament to our shared experiences. We cherish them, learn from them, and grow through these interactions. And so, this book - Remain Unsaid... - holds the unspoken feelings I've gathered from the people who filled those pages, alongside my own moments of quiet futility. Feelings of love, betrayal, and blessings - too profound to express to the ones who wrote them - find their way here instead, poured into words that mirror my soul. To those who have walked similar paths, who have felt the depths of love, loss, futility, and longing - may these words validate your emotions, comfort you in silence, and remind you of your strength. - A'nonymous

She helps everyone else heal - but no one sees the cracks forming inside her. Seventeen-year-old Saela walks through life like a ghost: smiling so no one asks questions, laughing so they don't look too closely. To the world, she's the quiet girl who always listens. To herself, she's a ticking clock counting down the days until she finally disappears. But just when she's ready to give up - to step away for good - someone notices. A boy with kind eyes and rain in his hair. A voice that doesn't fix her but stays. A touch before the end. This is a story about pain, quiet strength, and the kind of love that doesn't save you - it sees you.

Compilation of poetic prose written by Coreen Pristine. The cover is artwork by amidst.silence entitled Quiet Night, Quiet Stars.