Withlove Stories

A girl thought she was delusional, thinking that her crush might like her too. Years went by, and feelings died. They meet again, under a very coincidence meeting. She thought it was fine, since she doesn't have feelings for him anymore. And then, something happened that changed her mind.

𝐎𝐡, 𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭, I'll help you see If you help me be. There's a darkness In the coldest freedom. I know a lot; I know not how I could live without You on my mind. ←

In a book is the best way to hide knowledge of the truth, through a pen hides the strength of therapy. I've gain much wisdom and restored much faith from this. I hope this brings growth to anyone reading; it was worked through me in very difficult trials and tribulations but it was all written WITH LOVE. I humbly thank you for loving me.

He hunted witches down. That was his job. The funniest thing about it? He was a warlock himself.

With Love...By Love...For Love... When words are left unsaid they become poems.

A collection of letters. To the people you love, even if they don't.

It is a tender collection of poetry that echoes the unspoken words, it highlights the soft ache of lost love so. If you find comfort within unspoken words then this book is for you

"A.B" is a 21 year old male with old fashioned ways to show "S.C" that he loved her. With nothing to loose and everything to gain A.B takes a leap and writes a letter. He'd keep writing to S.C until he gets a letter back.

I love when I've ways to feel good enough... Worthy enough, Just as the motion of a Rising Sun... (just - adj.) I determine this poem to serve as one's experience and to help beings find their place and haven in the countless worlds, whether "real", or "imaginary". "Shioue spae se, u sil'e h'avaani." - "May it be, and love life." Winner of the Brownie Awards in poetry (2023). A Small Poem. You may not steal, use, or copy this poem in any way (severe consequences in case of violation).

This story is written for "with love" contest.

Hilary Duff is one of my crazy obsessions. I wanted to make a lyric book on all her four albums and her compilation album and her best of album. So welcome all dufflers!!! Just play those Hilary songs full blast!!! Oh and please check out my book "I'm a pregnant guy"

Just a small book dedicated to everyone along with small quotes and aesthetics -Love you, Lilly<3

As gotten from the name a book full of humour that will make your stomach hurt 😆😆...... thnks again.

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Story of just a normal girl who passes through different phases of her life.. this is me, you, every girl... I'm not an experienced writer, but this has been my dream for a long time. Guess I'm overcoming my inner repulsion now here I'm taking you to the life of "an Ordinary girl who always thought she is Special"

to the hearts who witnessed the broken pieces

There are two kinds of people in this world. Those that are in love, and those that are brokenhearted. I think most of us wish to be those in love. ----- ☪ ᴏʀɪɢɪɴᴀʟ ᴀɴᴅ ᴘʀᴇᴠɪᴏᴜsʟʏ ᴘᴜʙʟɪsʜᴇᴅ wᴏʀᴋs.

Anansh and khushi .......... He is obsessed with her. She unaware of the storm she was entering into. She is a simple girl living her life peacefully with his family and friends but someone was being too obsessed with her. He is the ceo of AK group of industries and hidden identity as underworld mafia. He is God for good ones but yamraj for the ones who try to mess with him. He was in love with a girl khushi. He fall for her for the first time he saw her. She was his best friend's sister. She is a famous fashion designer a sunshine girl who loved her family and friends. She fall in love with her brother's best freind. He fall first she fall harder. ............................ ~ This is my first story. ~ I hope you will like it ~ Do share with your friends and let me know about your experience towards it. ~Follow for more ............................. Love from author ayesha♡ All Rights Reserved

"She never made sense But neither does love" OS collection.

I once fell for someone who was completely amazing and I felt ok with the relationship we had. Until I let myself be too worried about what people said. I push that person away. I lost everything. I still had to wake up every morning at try to feel happy or something. This poem sum it all up beautifully.