Sorrow Stories

She was his forever, until he let her shatter. Seren gave Rhett Hale everything - her loyalty, her heart, and the quiet strength that held them together. But in a world built on whispers and manipulation, even love can cut deeper than betrayal. Cass - his best friend - wanted Seren gone. And Rhett? He let her. Gaslighted. Humiliated. Stolen. Abducted. Silenced. Erased. But when she returned, she wasn't the woman who once begged for his love. She was vengeance wrapped in scars. The storm that remembered everything. Now Rhett will learn what it means to lose everything And just how impossible it is to reclaim a woman who rebuilt herself from ruin. He Changed My Story is a raw, heart-wrenching saga of emotional betrayal, twisted loyalties, and one woman's ferocious rise from the ruins of a life she never chose to burn. 💔 Would you stand by and watch her break? ⚡ Or would you burn the world to bring her home? (A dark, emotionally charged romance about love, betrayal, and the unbreakable strength of a woman who refused to stay broken.) 🍂🍂🍂🍂🍂🍂🍂🍂🍂🍂🍂🍂🍂🍂 🎖️ Highest Rankings: #1 in angst #1 in healing #1 in angstwithhappyending #1 in cheating #1 in betrayal #1 in grovel #1 in redemption #1 in betray #1 in sorrow #1 in owoman #1 in otherwoman #2 in sad #12 in heartbreak #12 in struggle #20 in emotional #40 in revenge

3 of 3 1: convent in chaos 2: till death do us part 3: From the ashes of the phoenix. as the storms of the past finally blew out. It seems the right time for Sophia and Lucas to grow both professionally and privately. Together they want to build a career on tv,theater and the movie theater. But also privately they want to grow there family. were soon professionally it seems to pick up. Privately is more difficult. And soon the first insecurity's show Will it all work out like it did before? Or will this time end in tragedy?

Those lines were meant to be hidden Loss griefing over a loved one That's no longer here Pure raw emotions They can be read in any order I don't use AI or anything else I write straight from the soul Raw feelings that pour out without control My lines may remind you about the old poets For I have read and learned and fathomed from the greats old poets from the beginning of time To all the lost souls out there who have somewhat found a way to these lines that I share with you unwillingly For these lines are meant for old souls that are trapped in a young body in modern times

[Book 3, royal series] A princess who loved to an extent only to be sacrificed to save her friend. She gambled, a deadly game of more to loose and few to gain. Accepting her fate she surrendered to the devil to save her friend. But was her decision right? To betray the love she had for 𝑨𝒓𝒋𝒖𝒏 and accept 𝒉𝒊𝒎 as her husband? Her heart was filled with secrets which she was desperate to reveal but her lips were forced to be sealed. 𝑺𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒇𝒊𝒔𝒉 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒐𝒄𝒆𝒂𝒏 𝒐𝒇 𝒅𝒆𝒄𝒆𝒑𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒘𝒉𝒊𝒍𝒆 𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒅𝒂𝒕𝒐𝒓 𝒘𝒂𝒊𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒐 𝒉𝒖𝒏𝒕 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒅𝒐𝒘𝒏....𝒂 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕 𝒎𝒂𝒅𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒏𝒆, 𝒂𝒏 𝒖𝒏𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒈𝒊𝒗𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒆...

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.....closing your eyes you embrace the painful pleasure, the world feels apart, miles away from you both who were exploring eachother, breath was mixing with eachother ,your whole body felt connecting with something you unknowingly crave... " Tae ....." You breath out making him look at you , he softly touched your cheeks, " are you okay " nodding your head you pulled him down once again before attaching your lips on his .... The night change everything ,you both started craving for eachother more and more until sudden jolt hit you making your whole world stop.. " I am pregnant " He was frozen at his spot, you sniffed feeling helpless being pregnant at seventeen years old ,you were not ready for this ....Taehyung looked at you with a hard lump in his throat....

"Like a withering rose, the essence of joy is fleeting when it is left to die..." - Author Not everyone is blessed with a happy life, some are left to suffer. Their heart breaks, their backs stabbed. All just to meet a single fate, yet they try to go against it foolishly. Do not forget, luminous moments are mirages that leads to horrifying losses in the near future... Happy interactions and conversations lie deeper meaning about what they went through. If you blindly expect anything like happily-ever-after, you might take the tragedy heavily. If joy is to be found today, then sorrow shall be found tomorrow... Try not to get distracted from their suffering, sometimes whatever is happening is only a delusion. The clock chimes as it's powerful arms move mercilessly forward, unable to rewind everything to the life they had desired... Sometimes the ones they sought are to be found buried into the cold future. Dreams and relationships often forgotten from the burden of their pasts. Death become something they once feared into something they will gladly accept as they face it more frequently... "As torment ceases, the tragedy of life also disappears..." - Author

collection of my poems. notes: I'm not good at english, and all of the poems here is my first drafts💛.

Well, you must have met me. THE Gabriel Fabian. I'm the only son of a multimillionaire CEO and a well known Doctor. Yes, I had the life any kid would want to have. I got everything I wished to have. But I feel like I never got enough time with my parents. I get a job away from home and though my parents put up a resistance, I leave for the city and start my job. The plan is to stick to my job and make sure I don't look at any woman with attraction. So I build walls and come up with boundaries and principles. But all that is clearly shattered when I am approached by a woman I find attractive. And she ends up being my downfall. My trap. I am chained by her. For life? Not sure yet.

A man named Nana kwame escaped from his homeland due to inhumane practices. He was then sent to a foreign land to be educated and trained to be a civilian. He came back to his homeland and was in two minds on whether he should fight for his people for them to protect their integrity and culture, or to fight against them for civilisation to take place.

The year is 2072, and humankind has fallen to its knees as a result of its ignorance. Earth has been torn up into different towns and cities that hold at least 1 million people and now they roam the Milky Way freely. All seems well, despite the grim circumstances, but fate has yet another curve ball to throw. "Appleitis", a new and deadly disease, has taken humanity by storm - and the culprit? Human's companion for over 750,000 years - the apple. Chaos ensues everywhere, and crossing over into different cities is now strictly forbidden. But Ira, working with a classified agency, soon discovers that everything she has seen, the mass panic, the hullabaloo, is only the tip of the iceberg, and that there is a much darker scheme brewing below... *DISCLAIMER: This is the first story I've ever published, so there may be a couple of plot holes or mistakes. Anyway, I hope you enjoy!* *ANOTHER DISCLAIMER: Any resemblance/reference to any person/s, living or dead, is entirely coincidental. Places mentioned in this story are fictional, and should an area named in it be real, it is not on purpose.*

"Nergiz, you are that flower that grows in the land of the enemies. I do not know with what daring I smelled your fragrance." ​"I was intoxicated by the scent of Nergiz. You were that flower that blossomed in the spring, right in the spring of my life"

I return to poetry with a quieter flame, A third collection shaped by a different name. This time, my thoughts unfold in a borrowed sound, Where English gathers what my heart has found. Each line is a pulse, deliberate and bare, A trace of inner weather, exposed to the air. Not born of this language, yet held in its frame, I bend it with care to pronounce what I am. Here, feelings are formed in unfamiliar light, Asked not to be perfect, but honest and right. These poems do not shout-they linger, they stay, Inviting the reader to pause and to weigh. I ask you to enter with patience and grace, To read what is meant, not the marks on the page. For poetry lives in the space between rules, Where intention outweighs the sharpness of tools. These poems are bound to me, by right and by name, They carry my mark, my voice, my flame. I ask, with respect, they not be claimed or reused, Nor altered, nor taken, nor wrongly accused. Like embers held close, still warm in the air, I leave you these words, entrusted with care. A testament of closeness, of presence, of truth, Of moments shared gently, in silence as proof. ioana #1 : variousthemes #1 : verses #4 : reading #8 : sorrow #8 : words

It's our human nature to get silent when the world treats us like sh*t

The poems in this book are all about True Love which is unrecognized, which are simply put in words that deeply explain the pain of being alone without the love of the person we love.

Anvitha a girl who believed in love . once had a painful breakup in the past and trying to move on from the past Meanwhile Her parents are trying to get her married. Arranged a pelli chupulu (Bride viewing) And after anvitha saw the pelli koduku (groom) in front of her sitting on the sofa her mind went blank , her words were frozen in her throat and heart was filled with emotions that she couldn't explain and lastly in her eyes the memories were flickering making her eyes teary. She didn't reject the marriage because... Who do you think he is and what do you think will happen in the future ??.. What do you think is the reason she didn't reject the marriage ?.

Highest rank #16 on 11/12/16 I clutched his leg as he turned to go. "You had me enough times that you don't want me anymore" I struggled as the pain didn't allow me to speak; through jagged breaths I whispered "now end it all for once." He sat and stroking my hair with his hand said in a low voice "Not yet dear". ........................................................................................................................................................................ When an innocent crush turns into a lethal mistake, Maria Rasheed is annihilated. She finds her will to live wane but there is a flame inside her which refuses to bow down to the storm that destroyed her life. She is determined to define herself as a victor rather than a victim.

Not a story,but a poem Just to express my thoughts Plz don't plagiarise

Four teenage girls form Team RWBY and are trained by their father to fight crime and monsters known as the Grimm, while the world of Remnant remains on the brink of an all-out war

Kabaong is a quiet, aching testament to grief that does not come from death, but from loss that still breathes. Written as a means of survival, the book holds the sorrow of loving someone who remains alive yet unreachable, whose absence lingers in the heart like an unclosed wound. It becomes a symbol-not of endings, but of release. Within it are buried weight of fear, the ache of unspoken words, the pain of memories that can no longer be carried. Kabaong is about choosing to lay down what has been too heavy for too long, without denying that it once mattered. At its core, the book is about learning how to heal without erasing yourself-about honouring the past without being imprisoned by it. It speaks to the slow, fragile act of letting go while still believing in a future where hope is possible, where the present is not sacrificed to pain, and where healing does not mean forgetting, but finally allowing yourself to live again.