Toolate Stories

"Who are you?" I asked the man who was engrossed in playing with my little son with his back turned towards me. As if it was the cue, my daughter who was holding my little finger just now, ran to that man as he turned towards me. My breath hitched in my throat as I went numb for a minute. I could feel my breath getting irregular as he stared at my face with a smile. With that damn smile, which I longed for over a decade. "I presume that I'm the inspiration for all the men in your books, Miss Chang." ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Valerie Chang, a 27-year-old author working in VH Publishers as a full-time author and a single mother of twins, is striving in her life to provide for her kids and make her name as a prominent author. What happens if she meets her high school crush from ten years ago who vanished from her life as soon as she graduated high school?

"Kakashi..." "Kakashi." "Kakashi" "Kakashi!" "KAKASHI" "KAKASHI!" And that when Obito had finally lost it all

He swore to love her forever. The crown demanded he forget. Crown Prince Seojun has everything wealth, power, the adoration of an entire nation. But his heart belongs to someone the palace will never accept: Hana, a quiet, brilliant girl from outside the royal walls. Their love is his most precious secret... until the King issues a decree. To honor a promise made decades ago, Seojun must marry Princess Chaewon the granddaughter of the King's oldest friend. A union sealed by blood, not by heart. Now torn between the woman he loves and the duty he was born to fulfill, Seojun must make an impossible choice. But what if choosing duty means destroying the only thing that ever made him human? And what if love... is not enough to save them? "They told me to wear the crown with pride. They never told me it would cost me my soul."

Kabit. Third party. Home wrecker. In every story, there will always another woman who will enter in a relationship just only for two. They're the typical third party - the mistress who will ruin a relationship. Mostly, they're in the form of a woman. It so rare to encounter such things for opposite gender, but there are cases that exist. And I think I was one of them. I'm becoming that kind of man. "I can endure everything, Red. I can be your lover, your paramour, your little dark secret. I can be anything just to say with you. Kahit kaunting o-oras mo lang sa'kin, tatanggapin ko. Ayos na sa'kin pero h-hindi ko kayang mawala ka sa'kin. Tangina, payag akong maging kabit mo basta huwag mo 'kong iwan." Tangina, kaya kong maging kabit niya. To think that I could endure being such a third party for her never crossed my mind, but to hell with that. I am desperate. If this is my karma, then I can accept everything. Ipagsisiksikan ko yung sarili ko sa buhay niya kahit bawal, kahit mali. If this is the only way I can be with her, then I can settle for this. Kaya kong maging kabit para sa kaniya.

He was never on time. Not for her messages. Not for her calls. Not even for the moments that mattered. And she... she always waited. Under a sky that was supposed to be filled with stars, Madeline sat alone on a cold, silent night-holding onto a love she never confessed, and a goodbye she never had the courage to say. By the time he arrived, the sky had already gone dark. By the time he understood his feelings... she was already gone. Now, all that's left are unanswered questions, unspoken words, and a love discovered far too late. Because sometimes, the cruelest thing about love... is realizing it only when you've already lost it.

In case you didn't notice, Oakley is an introvert. She doesn't talk to anyone and she doesn't need anyone. Some might call her emo, but it's for her own good. She stays as far away from human interaction as possible, not the easiest task. Especially in high school. Her days breeze by her and her monotonous lifestyle but she can't help it. She's an introvert. Speaking of which, in case you didn't notice, Westlynn is an extrovert. She doesn't have any genuine friends but she chats with everyone and has an abundance of energy. She tries her hardest to look her best each and every morning. She walks to school while drawing in her small art book. She listens to indie music without earbuds and eats colorful food. She's the friend to all. She's an extrovert. They collide and cannot separate. They share a powerful secret and they keep each other alive. They live their lives rushed in fear that any second could be the last. Westlynn is determined to bring out all the colors in Oakley before it's too late.

Have you checked your emails lately? Check again. Maybe there is one you missed that could affect your life forever.

It's my sad love story. I don't know if my story can make you cry but i was broken at this time. And up until now, i can't move on and i can never ever forget him. I can never love someone else, that's how much i loved him.

Her cheek was like a rose petal with a single drop of dew dancing down her face.

The tone conveyed by my point of view and my choice of words may be profound as suspenseful, unapologetic and testy. Some may describe what I'm going through as heart break, acrimony or mental confusion. Some may say I'm a control freak. I'm troubled because I don't know if Iam were Iam today because I was in love or because they ended my game and I wasn't quite finished playing yet.

Loving someone is not a curse, It's a blessing. Saying it out loud is not a weakness, It's a strength. And It's All About The Timing.

a random shrimpo x astro story idk first story

Fate doesn't always turn...

Tyler dies suddenly after being hit by a drunk driver. Josh and Jenna, the two people closest to him, rely heavily on each other. After many weeks spending practically all their time together, Josh begins to worry he might be falling for her. His guilt-ridden brain starts seeing Tyler, angry with him, at every turn. Over time the hallucinations become less accusatory but more complex. Josh finds himself comforted by the illusion of his best friend. His state of mind only gets more chaotic as constant waves of emotions and questions flood his head...and his heart.

They said that writing heals a broken person These are compilations of all the things that I failed to say to you. I hope that in the end, I could finally let you go and be happy for you. But know this, I love you. Always. #dearyou

Songfic! based on Battlefield by SVRCINA They couldn't change. It was far too late. But that didn't stop the memories

She loved you. But you were to blind to realize until it was too late.

What if Charles was too late?