Selflove Stories

She spent her whole life becoming the person everyone needed. The perfect daughter. The dependable sister. The friend who never said no. The girl who smiled so often that no one noticed she was quietly falling apart. Amaira has always believed that love is something you earn by sacrificing your own dreams, hiding your pain, and putting everyone else before yourself. But when buried memories begin to surface and long-forgotten truths refuse to stay hidden, the life she carefully built starts to unravel. Some stories are about finding yourself. This one is about what happens after you've spent a lifetime losing yourself. Half Remembered Prayers is a slow-burning, emotionally charged literary drama about family, grief, hidden truths, and the invisible weight carried by the people everyone thinks are the strongest. No. 1 in eldest and people pleasing stories (02.09.2026)

She left home as a seventeen-year-old girl. She returned as a woman who had forgotten what home felt like. But some people had been waiting for her all along. At seventeen, Noor lost her home. Five years later, she returns to find that everything has changed. Her room, her family, her place-and the cousin who slowly filled the space she left behind. But one thing never changed: Rayan. Her childhood husband. Her best friend. The boy who loved her before either of them understood what love meant. After five years apart, Rayan is still waiting for his Noor. But Noor no longer knows how to trust that someone can stay. And when her rukhsati finally brings them together, Noor discovers that marriage isn't the end of her healing-it's the beginning of learning how to be loved without losing herself. Meanwhile, the cousin who once stood beside her watches Rayan's unwavering love and realizes one painful truth: She may have taken Noor's place in the house, but she could never take her place in Rayan's heart. This isn't a story about defeating another girl. It's the story of Noor learning that she was never replaceable.

Under construction ______________________ For Averia, life had so far revolved solely around college assignments, her figure skating career, her best friends and a party here and there. At least, it hadn't revolved around two hockey players who had infiltraded into her life like silent storms. One with his charming smile and his perfect ability to listen to every word she spoke. One who made her feel seen. The other with his mischievous grin and his hands wandering all over her body. One who made her feel desired in a way no one had before. Sarted: March 2026 Finished: August 2026 Reconstruction: -

Jeon Jung Kook, 27 yrs old, cold, handsome, CEO of Jeon softwares. Smart enough to crack deals in split of seconds but choosing a life partner? Jungkook chuckled looking at the interviewer. "Girlfriend? I like to spend my life productive. Love , girlfriend are just waste of my time". . . . Y/N, a 25 yrs old plastic surgeon, hates people but helps anyone, anywhere, anytime. But doesn't get attached easily and never gave anyone a place in her heart. Y/N chuckled and replied "Marriage is a scam made to entrap women. Men are self centered and who will even love anyone more than themselves?" What will happen, when these two, who have only their hate for marriage in common are bound together in a contract marriage. Will they find what love is? . . . "Let go of my hair, you jerk", Y/N said pulling his hair in her hands. "Ahhh!!! You let go first!!!" , Jungkook screamed in pain. " I will not divorce you, if I go bald", Jungkook said breathing heavily. "No girl will marry you, even if you become Rapunzel", Y/N said. "Then why did you?", Jungkook said and Y/N pulled his hairs again. . . . "Look at me", he said caging me between his arms. "I said look at me", he demaned and I looked at him. " You can't even meet my eyes", he scoffed." You think you can run away from me?" , he said chuckling darkly. "Let me go", I said gritting my teeth. "Try", he said now his hands gripping either sides of my waist. He pulled me crashing into his chest. I hit him on his chest. He looked unbothered. " Hit me all you want, you little beast, but I am not letting you go tonight", he said his face coming closer to mine.

˚.⋆꒰১ ໒꒱⋆.˚ Park Min-Ha is part of CORTIS as a member of the co ed k-pop group. As known as one of the shyer members, she is accused of being cold, but in reality, she can be very sweet and caring once warmed up to. Eom Seonghyeon was the closest to her, their friendship built on years of trust and quiet moments. ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ Between late-night conversations, unexpected smiles, heartbreaking misunderstandings, and the courage to love despite their fears, Seonghyeon and Min-ha would discover that sometimes the most beautiful love stories start with denial. WARNING Will use swearing

"𝕬 𝕻𝖗𝖎𝖓𝖈𝖊 𝖉𝖔𝖊𝖘𝖓'𝖙 𝖓𝖊𝖊𝖉 𝖙𝖔 𝖇𝖊 𝖆 𝕶𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖎𝖓 𝖔𝖗𝖉𝖊𝖗 𝖙𝖔 𝖗𝖚𝖑𝖊. 𝕬𝖓𝖉 𝕴 𝖆𝖒 𝖆 𝖇𝖔𝖗𝖓 𝕻𝖗𝖎𝖓𝖈𝖊, 𝖇𝖔𝖗𝖓 𝖏𝖚𝖘𝖙 𝖙𝖔 𝖗𝖚𝖑𝖊." Some wounds never heal. Some love is never forgotten. And some families... break their own blood. Yuvraj Rajvansh was once the most beloved youngest son of the powerful Rajvansh family. Born into wealth, privilege, and a grand mansion in Mumbai, he should have had everything a child could wish for. But fate had other plans. One accident. One hidden truth. And one illegitimate child brought into the family. That was all it took for Yuvraj's world to shatter. Ignored, replaced, and slowly erased from the very family that once adored him, the little boy who only wanted love was sent away - abandoned emotionally by those who were supposed to protect him. But broken children don't always remain broken. Fifteen years later, Yuvraj Rajvansh returns. Not as the forgotten son. But as a man the world worships. A man with power. A man with secrets. And a heart, that no longer remembers how to trust. But fate always have different plans for everyone. He is now stuck between two girls, that stood before him as a challenge. A girl, who once wiped his tears, now want to claim him as her possession. Another girl, who feels like a light in his world, where he only sees darkness. And a love, that may not be love at all. In a world of power, obsession, and tangled emotions, one question remains - When the past, the present, and the heart collide, who will have the most chances of winning? ✿ ~ ✯ ~ ✿ Thankyou for giving this story a chance!

This book is a collection of different experiences, thoughts, reflections gathered throughout my life. Each chapter tells a different story--Some about friendship, some about family, some about feeling lost or misunderstood and others about learning to accept myself and set boundaries. These are not stories from one particular moment in my life, but pieces of different moments that have shaped the person i am today. Some experiences hurt. Some taught me difficult lesson. Some changed the way i see people, relationship, and even myself. I wrote these pages not because i have everything figured out, but because i believe there is something meaningful in sharing things we often keep to ourselves. This book is, in many ways, a collection of pieces of me- different experiences, different seasons of my life, and different version of who i have been along the way. Maybe some of these stories will remind you of your own. By Mina Roslan. (Written by one of Brunei peeps)

Conan Gray fanfiction with the plot as two characters in a complex relationship. One struggles with indentity issues and self-love, while the other is shy but always loves the other person no matter what they choose to do.

When I Became Who I Already Was Madeline has spent most of her life becoming whatever everyone else needed her to be. A dependable daughter. A devoted wife. A present mother. The woman who shows up, keeps the peace, carries the weight, and says I'm fine even when she isn't. Somewhere along the way, the girl who dreamed of writing books, designing clothes, exploring the world, and living without apology disappeared beneath years of criticism, rejection, expectations, and the quiet belief that if Madeline could just be better-smaller, stronger, more useful, less difficult-maybe she would finally be enough. By forty, she barely recognizes the woman staring back at her. Her marriage is breaking her down. Her body hurts. Her world is getting smaller, and the bedroom that once offered a place to rest is slowly becoming a place to hide from her own life. But buried beneath everything Madeline has been taught to believe about herself is the woman she used to know. And little by little, one choice at a time, she begins to find her again. When I Became Who I Already Was is an emotional story of self-discovery, healing, body image, motherhood, broken dreams, and learning that sometimes the most important person you will ever choose is yourself.

"Love is like a piece of sweet candy. Everyone has a different definition for it, but the truth is, you can't describe it. You can only feel it." To her classmates at Hanfield High, seventeen-year-old Si-eun is an invisible ghost. Short, average-looking, and completely silent, she hides in the back row behind a shield of perfect grades. While her teachers leave her alone, her peers dismiss her as a cold, boring robot who only cares about textbooks. They don't know the truth. Behind the locked door of her bedroom, Si-eun lives a double life. She is a whirlwind of color and sound-painting her walls with vivid art, writing raw prose at 3:00 AM, and singing soulful melodies to an empty room in dresses too beautiful to ever see the light of day. Her bedroom is her sanctuary; the outside world is a storm she is terrified to face. Determined to keep her brilliant mind a secret forever, Si-eun must eventually confront her deepest flaw: her crippling fear of being judged. Enter Jang Seong-ho. From the outside, he looks perfect-kind, humble, and completely put together. But his heart is full of unanswered questions. He wonders: why can't men cry? Why can't they break down in tears when even a thing as strong as stone can crack under pressure? What will happen when Si-eun and Seong-ho finally notice each other? A grounded, deeply moving story about introversion, finding your voice, and learning that the world still has beautiful things waiting for you in the light. From the Author: This story is an ultra-slow-burn. I hope you beautiful souls enjoy it with patience.

[If you feel lost in life, this book is for you.] The man took a slow sip of his whiskey. Across the table, the boy sat stiffly, his hands trembling as he tried to hide his nervousness. He was clearly out of place. The man watched him for a moment. Then came a faint smile. "Interesting," he murmured. He placed a black card on the table. The boy's eyes dropped to it. Then back to the man. The room suddenly felt quieter. The man leaned back, his gaze fixed on him. "Let's gamble." Started : April 24, 2024 End: July2 29, 2024

To him, the world is home. To her, home is her world. But will true love find its way - or fade into nothing more than a dream?? A love wrapped so tightly in hesitation that sometimes it no longer felt like love at all, but devotion to a dream neither of them had known how to live.

After witnessing her mother's murder, she survived the streets alone. Now drowning in debt, she triggers the obsession of a ruthless loan shark and drug baron. He offers a gilded cage of safety and luxury, but to survive his dark world, she must love the monster who protects her.

She spent her life waiting to be chosen. Then, in a meadow filled with tulips, a stranger takes her through the memories she's tried to forget. Maybe the person she's been waiting for isn't someone else. Maybe it's herself. A story about pain, healing, and finding a reason to stay,while you're still here.

she knew exactly what she wanted she craved it with her heart, but luck wasn't on her side. Convinced that her weight was the reason she could never find the love she dreamed of, she began to believe love simply wasn't meant for her. until she met him......and discovered that the way to her heart might be more complicated than she could ever imagined.

"You broke every rule we had set Lucky. Every single one of them." Denise says accusingly. "It's not like I meant to. The rules just kind of broke." I said unfazed by her misplaced anger. "The rules just broke. Is that the best you can come up with? I'm disappointed in you. You've changed." That stung. But not as much as realizing my one and only friend wasn't who she pretended to be... ***** Lucky sets rules to ensure her exchange program goes smoothly, but from her very first day at school, everything begins to fall apart. The rules completely unravel when she realizes that the best friend she created them with was never as loyal as she believed. Heartbroken and betrayed, Lucky makes the decision to finally live life on her own terms. But is it too late to mend the bridges she has already broken? Updates: At least two chapters every week. POV: Mostly Lucky's but her basketball game scenes will be in Reynold's POV. Ps, This is an unedited draft. English is not my first language so go easy on me. I'm having a bit of a problem with the tenses.

I'm a mess-heartbroken over Dylan and entertaining two men who can't love me back. Ray? Tall, fine, and only here for my body. I caught feelings. He caught other girls. Watching him with Skye told me everything: I was never the option. Just the convenience. Then there's Marcus-ten years older, immature as hell, and probably collecting girls like souvenirs. The moment he came back from Australia, he switched up like I never existed. So now I'm stuck between a man who uses me and a man who confuses me... and I'm wondering if choosing myself means drowning alone. This isn't romance. This is toxicity, heartbreak, and survival. Welcome to my story.

Azul once believed that love meant staying-even when staying slowly broke her. After giving everything to someone she thought would be her forever, she is left with unanswered questions, painful memories, and a heart she barely recognizes. The days that follow are filled with loneliness, regret, and the difficult realization that sometimes, the person you love is not the person who is meant to stay. But healing begins quietly. Through tears, solitude, and small moments of choosing herself again, she learns that moving on isn't about forgetting the love she once had. It's about understanding what that love taught her-and accepting that she deserves a love that doesn't require her to lose herself. From a broken heart to a stronger soul, this is a story about letting go, finding yourself again, and discovering that life can still be beautiful after the person you thought you couldn't live without is gone. A story of heartbreak, healing, self-worth, and the courage to begin again.

Bra in the Balcony Yes, my bra is in the balcony. So what? I'm 17, and my balcony has seen me more than anyone else has. It has seen me in my pyjamas, with oily hair, with a pimple I keep touching, with tears I don't tell my mother about. I sit there every night with cold chai and warm overthinking. My bra hangs on the chair next to me - faded, loose, like me on some days. I'm not trying to be bold. I'm just tired of hiding things that are so normal. And it's my simple way of telling that I grew up. My awkward silences, my body that I am still getting used to, my stretch marks, my fear about the future, my friends who are slowly leaving, my habit of checking my phone again and again even when no one has texted. This book is not about becoming confident. It's about being 17 and still feeling everything too much. I tell everything here. The way it is. The way I am. And one day when I will be 25, maybe with a job, maybe with a different life, I will read this again and remember - this is how it felt to be 17. If you have ever felt too much and too little at the same time - this balcony is yours too.

[FEATURING: LBTQ+ supporters, chaos, my first story!!, some references to trauma (TW!) for awareness of bullying etc.] Quote(ANGST): "I have to let you go, I only pitied you." Quote(romantic ahh): "I hate you so much, but I love you so much as much I dislike you." This story contains: Bullying Abuse Homophobia Murder Romance Arrest Immigration