Yearning Stories

A human woman is given to death. She expects pain and misery. He expects lies and deceit. They're both wrong. When the soft, touch-starved God of Death shows her his other side, she's helpless against it. It might be the salvation they're both searching for...

A freshman tennis player with a girlfriend . A hockey player who won't let him go. What starts as obsession turns into something far darker... and far more irresistible than I ever expected.

Nia Hart is used to living quietly, slipping in and out of rooms without being noticed, keeping her world small, controlled and safe. Aidan Collins is the opposite, loud laughter, bright energy, the kind of man who fills every space he walks into. She's an introvert with a laser‑focused career. He's an extrovert with a reputation that follows him everywhere. In private, they're soft. In public, they're a headline. He has golden‑boy charm and easy laughter. She has quiet ambition and careful boundaries. He pulls people in. She keeps them at arm's length. And when the world discovers them, the contrast becomes impossible to ignore: he shines in the spotlight, she hides from it. To stay together, they'll have to learn how to meet in the middle, and build a love that survives both the noise and the silence. Disclaimer: I do not own any rights to the images used both on the cover and throughout the story.

Billie didn't plan on noticing her best friend's friend. But then Athena walked in-older than her, hot, and magnetic-and suddenly, pretending not to care is way harder than it should be. Because it's one thing to deal with late-night music sessions, inside jokes, and the usual chaos of friendship. It's another thing entirely when the new variable in the equation is someone who makes you rethink all your rules. And Billie's starting to realize: some problems are way too tempting not to have.

Aonung is expected to court Kailea's older sister. Kailea is expected to stay quiet and supportive. Instead, they clash constantly. She thinks he's arrogant and wrong for her sister, he thinks she's insufferable and far too distracting. They're not friends anymore, not allies, and definitely not falling for each other. Enemies to lovers Aonung x fem oc *Art Credit for Book Cover- @Cinetrix

Zayna Mahmud Na'Allah has always loved the idea of love. From romance novels hidden beneath her pillow to late-night movie scenes that made her smile into the darkness of her room, love had always lived inside her heart long before it ever touched her reality. At 22, she dreams of a peaceful marriage, soft affection, and a man who would love her gently while respecting her family and faith. Yet beneath her playful chats, sarcastic humor, and obsession with fictional men lies a quiet fear: What if love never finds her? Asad khamis Babaji, on the other hand, is everything she never expected. Reserved. Disciplined. Emotionally guarded. A 31years old businessman from Bauchi whose silence speaks louder than most people's words. Beneath his stoic face lives a man capable of loving deeply, patiently, and unconditionally - the kind of love that feels safe enough to rest inside. Their worlds were never supposed to collide. But somewhere between prayers whispered after Tahajjud, family gatherings, soft glances, rainy evenings, and destiny moving quietly in the background... Two hearts begin finding their way toward each other. Slowly. Gently. Like a prayer finally being answered.

"I was always there-just never the one she turned to." The kind of love that doesn't always end in forever-but still leaves a mark. Because sometimes, the right people don't meet at the right time... And sometimes, letting go is the most honest form of love.

|Taglish Story| |GXG| Mahalia Jovira Kasilag never believed in love songs. Sa dami ng iniwang lamat ng buhay-isang ama na naging estranghero, isang pamilyang pilit niyang iniingatan kahit mahirap, at mga pangarap na halos matigil dahil sa pera-natuto siyang tumayo mag-isa. Her safe space? Crochet hooks, guitar strings, at ang mga pader na itinayo niya sa paligid ng puso niya. Then came Arden Gabrielle Sarmiga-taller, brighter, half-British half-Filipina with a voice that could stop the world. Sa unang tingin, parang kabaligtaran niya: privileged, adored, surrounded by love. Pero sa bawat biro, sa bawat pagtatanggol, at sa bawat tawag niya ng "Mahal," unti-unting binasag ni Arden ang mga pader na buong buhay itinayo ni Mahalia. From quiet rehearsals sa university workshop, to stolen glances sa dimly lit corridors, hanggang sa Battle of the Bands na nagbukas ng mundo nila-music stitched their souls together. Every note, every harmony, became a thread binding them closer. Yet with closeness comes fear: the fear of being left, the fear of choosing love again. But love, like music, is not without dissonance. Rivalries, past heartbreaks, and the terrifying silence of unanswered questions threaten to break them apart. Hanggang sa dumating ang gabi ng park confession-isang tanong na maaaring magbago ng lahat: "Mahal... pwede ba kitang ligawan?" This is a story of patience, slow-burn longing, and the courage to say: "I see you, Gabbie. Ikaw mismo." Started: 8/16/2025 Published: 5/11/2026 Ended: ---

I had a crush. That was the problem. 𝙝𝙚 𝙝𝙖𝙙 𝙖 𝙘𝙧𝙪𝙨𝙝 𝙩𝙤𝙤 That was worse.

She was never enough. Not for her family. Not in their comparisons. Not in the constant reminders that she was always second to someone else. Especially not to him. Her academic rival - the boy they always held up as proof she wasn't good enough. It was easier to hate him than to accept what everyone kept telling her was true. Until she started noticing the things no one else did. The way he never looked at her like she was second place. The way he stayed when she pushed him away. The way he saw her when no one else did. And the worst part - he never stopped choosing her. But how do you accept love when your whole life taught you you were never enough? And what if the only person who ever made her feel like she was... was him?

every road every path every street leads me back to you even if it's years and years apart you come back into my life path every single time can the clock strike midnight now, please? we're already way too deep into the lore 'cause if not now then never a poetry collection

Aaron took over his fathers empire after he got diagnosed with cancer.but he didnt see what was coming for him after going to the nightfalls ball.

Some stories begin with love. Some begin with ruin. But this is a story that begins with silence... and quiet glances. In a world where the Cross and the Crescent refuse to unite, where both sides continue to fight for what they believe is rightfully theirs, two souls slowly ignite beneath the shadow of war. What begins as fleeting looks and restrained words soon turns into something far more dangerous, something the world around them would never forgive, never accept, never allow to exist peacefully. Yet fire has never cared for permission. And just like the nature of fire, it spreads. Bound to a Holy Land drowning in bloodshed, kingship, sacred vows, and political unrest, they find themselves caught within a fate far greater than themselves. Amid war councils and whispered loyalties, something begins to take shape beneath the weight of history itself... something capable of tearing apart empires, igniting wars, and destroying the very families sworn to preserve order. But some things are never meant to exist beneath the light. So it lingers in the spaces between words. In lingering silences. In unfinished confessions and moments that vanish as quickly as they appear. Because peace is fragile. And some flames are destined not to burn brightly... but to consume quietly until nothing remains untouched by their ashes. ✨📖

They've never crossed the line. Not when their hands linger a little too long. Not when the world assumes they already belong to each other. Not even when loving one another feels like the most natural thing in the world. Lorena Schuett and Natsha Taechamongkalapiwat grew up side by side-best friends, heirs to powerful empires, and the one constant in each other's lives. Everyone sees it. Everyone knows. Except them. Because some lines, once crossed, can never be undone. And Lena would rather live with a love she can't have... than risk losing the one person she can't live without. But when feelings start to surface, and the line between friendship and something more begins to blur- how long can they keep pretending it's not already too late?

A land where things existed, once without harm or any hurdles. After thousands of years, will the new generation carry the legacy or curse the court with immortals and ruins. A land where magic still exists, filled with creatures long forgotten. Will they grow and groom or be hidden forever in the fossils beneath. A place that still believes and loves of which the other has long forgotten. Come with me to the kingdoms and the realms of it all. That'll allure you one another with the magic of its own.

🌸𝐀 𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐟𝐫𝐚𝐠𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬, 𝐨𝐟 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐬 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐲.🌸 PREVIEW🌹 I stepped into the ICU. The cool AC air hit me. Still not calming me. Naina was sleeping. Pale face, eyelashes resting on her cheeks, and a bandage around her head. At this moment, she was nothing like my wife. Not lovely. Not healthy. Tears rolled down my cheeks, every step I took towards her cost me another tear. My fingers trembled when I felt her cold skin beneath my palm. I gently ran a hand over her forehead. She stirred, eyes slowly opened. I softly smiled for her. Yet she tensed up. "Who are you?" she asked. "You...you don't know me?" "No, I don't." I pulled my hand away like I was burned. She was just there. Yet so far away. From me. I was nowhere in her memories. She forgot me.

They met when they were still learning what love meant. Kaia Alessandra Lim was never the type to stay. She loved in silence, in distance, in the way she always acted like leaving was easier than holding on. Arabella Aster Valdez was the opposite. She loved loudly, completely, like every feeling deserved to be named and remembered. And somehow, they found each other in the middle of it all. It wasn't perfect. It wasn't stable. It wasn't timed right. But it was real. Until it wasn't. Seven years passed in between what they were and what they became. No contact. No closure. Just memories that refused to fade properly. Until one day, the universe decided to be cruel-or kind-depending on who you ask. Because Kaia and Arabella meet again. Older. Different. Familiar in ways that hurt more than comfort. And suddenly, everything they never said comes rushing back like it never left. Some love stories don't end. They just wait.

A student arrives at the prestigious Chrome College in the middle of the semester. Casey Callahan is the morning sun. To many, his presence is invigorating, safe and warm. Rumi wishes she could agree. What happens when the sun has taken a liking to you? Will you bask in his light or burn under his watchful gaze?

She loves him-quietly, truly, and without doubt. But her love never fully becomes something he can hold onto or something that grounds him. It exists more in feeling than in presence. So he remains caught in a quiet contradiction: cherished, yet still alone in the space between them. He is fully loved in heart, but never fully held in reality.

They started as voices... not faces. Before they ever met before names, before reality they found each other in silence. A whisper in the mind. A presence in the dark. A voice that wasn't imagined... but felt. It should've been impossible. And yet it wasn't. Four completely different lives, in two different countries, with no reason to collide and still, somehow... they do. Jarek Vance, a global singer with a voice the entire world knows by heart. Gaksyn Drax his manager, his brother, the one who knows everything the world doesn't... close enough for the world to start shipping them. Jace Kaldro chasing dreams that refuse to stay small, no matter how impossible people make them... kind, stubborn, and just chaotic enough to never back down. Gracia Elorin quietly becoming more than she lets anyone see... a bookworm, a gentle soul, always holding others together while still searching for where she belongs. None of them were looking for this. They just... found each other. They could talk without speaking. Feel without touching. Understand without explaining. And the worst part? It doesn't stop. Across distance. Across time. Across lives that were never meant to intertwine. something keeps pulling them back. Again. And again. As if their souls have done this before. As if, somewhere in a life they don't remember, they made promises they never got to keep. But the closer they get to finding each other in the real world, the stronger the connection becomes and the more it begins to unravel truths they were never meant to find. Because some bonds aren't new. They're remembered. And some promises... don't just stay broken. They always find their way back to each other.