Feelings Stories

කවදාවත් මාව දාලා කොහෙවත් යන්න එපා... එදාට මාව සම්පූර්ණයෙන්ම නැතිවෙලා යයි.....💚 _දිනූ_ ~ නැවත ආවෙමි නුඹ සොයා ~ start - 2025/03/10 End - 2025/08/ 09 𝐑𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐢...✍️🌻

He was a scholarship student with soft eyes and quiet dreams. The other was power, fear, and cruelty wrapped in privilege. What began as bullying that shattered dignity turned into a journey of guilt, growth, and slow redemption. Through pain, silence, regret, and time, two broken souls are forced to confront the damage of the past and the possibility of healing. This is not a love story born from kindness.It is a love earned through change, patience, and choice. • He broke him once & spent a lifetime learning how not to. • From fear to forgiveness, from silence to love. • Not a fairytale. A redemption. A slowburn BL filled with angst, accountability, emotional depth, and a hard-won happy ending-where love doesn't erase wounds, but learns how to live with them.

[ Story Under Editing ] This is your sign to read the rewritten version of this book, because the lines are about to hit different. ❤️ ~~••~~••~~••~~••~~ " I need a bride and you need a wedding. A Win - Win deal for both of us without any hustle. " A deal. It was supposed to be simple. Only that it's not. What started as a marriage of convenience crosses boundaries when the hearts collide. ------- Kartik Oberoi, The CEO, lived by schedules. Time was his currency - and love cost too much. Everything his shadow touched was under control. Until a runaway bride crashes into his perfectly ordered world... shattering his timelines-and threatening the one thing he never planned to lose: his heart. Never in her wildest dreams had she imagined a single night could tilt her world off its axis. Naira Basu, an architect with dreams, fled from a marriage that threatened to cage her - only to wake up as a billionaire's bride. Two strangers. One impulsive decision. Peep into the story to know their journey.

[𝗦𝗘𝗤𝗨𝗘𝗟 𝗧𝗢 𝗜𝗡 𝗪𝗔𝗩𝗘𝗦, 𝗥𝗘𝗖𝗢𝗠𝗠𝗘𝗡𝗗𝗘𝗗 𝗧𝗢 𝗥𝗘𝗔𝗗 𝗕𝗢𝗢𝗞 𝟭 𝗙𝗜𝗥𝗦𝗧] After getting out of her comfort zone and navigating the turbulent waves of first love, Lia DeMarco finally feels like she's on the right path. But her blossoming clarity is shattered when a New Year's Eve party turns into the worst night of her life, throwing her into a riptide of pain and confusion. Struggling to keep her head above water, Lia begins to spiral and push away those who care about her most, drowning in a reckless life detached from her own. But no one recognizes pain quite like Nate Miller, and nothing will stop him from bringing the girl he loves back to shore. ────────────────────── FRIDAY UPDATES Contains mature themes, read intro for details Highest ranking: #4 Realistic #7 Young Adult

"මිනිස්සු ආදරේ කරන්න හරියටම ඉගෙන ගන්නෙ කොහෙදිද දන්නවද? දැණුන තැන අහිමි වුන පළවෙනි තත්පරේ ඉදන්..." "නොහිතන වෙලාවක නොහිතපු විදියට උබ මගේ හිත හොරකම් කලාට ..උබට බැරි උනා ඔය ඇස් මග ඇරලා දාලා මට හුස්ම අල්ලන විදිය කියලා දීලා යන්න..." "උද්දච්චයි...ඒත් මගේ ඇස් දැනටමත් ඒ උද්දච්ච හිත ඇතුලෙ ගිලිලා ඉවරයි..." "ප්‍රශ්නය තමන්ගෙ වෙනකම් උත්තරේ දාර්ශනිකයිලු...කවුරු කෝම කිව්වත් දැණුයි මට තේරෙන්නෙ කොච්චර බරපතළයිද කියලා තනි කොන් ප්‍රේමය...🤍" "අවාරෙක පිපුණත් දසන්තයට සුවද දීපු මලක් උබ..." චොක්ලට් පාට තැවරුන දුම් නගින කෝපි කෝප්පෙ පැත්තකින් තියපු මම ගැටපිච්ච මලක් පොත් පිටු අතරෙ රදවලා ..අහසත් බර කරගෙන වහින වැහි පොද පේළිය දිහා බලලා දිග හුස්මක් පිට කලේ...අහම්බෙන් හෝ නැවත දිනෙක ඒ ඇස් මුණ ගැහෙන්න කියලා ප්‍රාර්තනා කරන ගමන්...❤️ _ආයු අභිලාෂ් කේශුවර ආදිව්_✨️❤️

" කෙනෙක්ගෙ ජීවිතේ හැමදේකදිම පළවෙනියා වෙනවා කියන එක..ඒක හුඟක් අමාරු දෙයක් ඉවෝන්..ඒත් උඹ ඒක කළා.." _මුලු ජීවිතයම අභිරහස්කාරී වූ ඔහුගේත්...ඔහුගේ ජීවිතයේ සියල් තැන්හිම ප්රථමයා වූ ඔහුගේත් ආත්මගත චාරිකාවේ ප්රථම දිගහැරුම_ සාමාන්යයයි වගේ පෙනුණට...නැහැ...එහෙම නැහැ.... : : " 1'st Person "

. ݁₊ ⊹ . ݁ ⟡ ݁ . ⊹ ₊ ݁. 🎶 LALALAAA, my dandelionsss!!! 🎶 Guess who's back??? Yep, your chaotic little Luna with my third workkk 🥳 and honestly... I'm both excited and nervous because this isn't like the usual stories. This isn't a plot. No mafia, no kings, no queens. Just music. Just lyrics. Just emotions that refuse to shut up inside my head. Because let's be real - I'm also that person who: - replays the same song 500 times like a maniac 🙃 - screams "THIS SONG IS SO ME" every 3 minutes 💁♀️ - cries at 3AM with earphones in like it's free therapy 😭 - and still says "one more replay" while already on the 87th one 😌 So yeah... welcome to my chaos disguised as a book. 🎧 WELCOME TO MY LYRIC WORLD 🎧 A safe corner where: ✧ Some songs broke me. ✧ Some songs healed me. ✧ And some just sat in my chest like home. Languages??? Oh bestie, we don't do limits here. English, Hindi, Telugu, Tamil, Spanish, Arabic - if it makes my heart scream, it's going in. Because your author is HIGHKEY obsessed with music in every language (lowkey is a lie 👀). And you know what? This isn't just my diary - it's ours. If you've ever: - stared at the ceiling while letting lyrics eat you alive, - whispered lines under your breath like a secret spell, - or felt your whole chest ache because of a verse- Then welcome home, bestie. You belong here. This is not fancy. It's not polished. It's messy, chaotic, and loud in the quietest way. But it's real. It's soft. And it's honest. So grab your headphones, lie down, and let's vibe together through words that don't just rhyme, but bleed. To my dandelions 🌼 - thank you for vibing with me always, for listening, for laughing at my chaos, for turning my noise into comfort. This book is for you. For us. For every soul that ever whispered... "this song is me." . ݁₊ ⊹ . ݁ ⟡ ݁ . ⊹ ₊ ݁.

Like Parents Like Kids ! DO NOT COPY MY WORKS.BCOZ I MIGHT BE YOUR VILLAIN.

poetry :))))) ( but I suck mb g)

Dear Husband: Rickey Wilson ❣️💌 From: Sarah Wilson 🤭❤️🌹 Message; Releasing my feelings 😔💌 I'm pouring my heart out into this😢🫀 cuz I know you need that reassurance and still dealing with pain and trauma from what I caused 😔💔 I'm deeply sorry I feel so bad everyday about what I've done and caused upon you and others 😭😟😔 Hope this message finds you well 🤭❤️❤️❤️❤️I'm crying as I type this 😔😭😭😭😭 Wish I was there ❤️😭, I swear I'm so much more better with you ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️I see how the pain hits me so hard when I'm without you💔, I feel so much pain but I feel so much different when I'm near you 🥺❤️‍🔥...your a blessing/ miracle that lights my heart like a angel🪽in the morning light🥺❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥, my laughter 🤭 in the peaceful breeze , my best friend 🙌🏽, my joy 🤩 , my stress reliever 😮‍💨❤️ , my strength💪🏽❤️, my ONLY hope I can lean on too❣️, my heartbeat🫀, my anchor ⚓️ in the darkness 🌚, my soul 👻❤️my ONLY person I can count on 🫵🏽❤️, my comfort 🫂, my life 🛟, my world 🌎 , MY ONLY LOVE ❤️‍🔥MY EVERYTHING 😇❤️‍🔥when I'm with you i feel all the pain go and all the hurt leave 💝🥺. You the only one that I feel truly happy with because you loved me and I saw so it made me feel so much happier but the fact that I got out of character because of how I felt so deeply in love 😻 and when I saw you do something I didn't think was so loving I got so angry 😔💔but I'll try my best I feel myself getting better and better especially when I ask you questions about what's wrong before I even get upset... I just hope your telling the truth, but anyways I just want to tell you it really calms me down when I do that because I was getting upset a while ago. But any ways I see I'm changing and finding solutions before I get angry... it's really helping me ❤

idk I've been going through a lot so I'm just writing this all down, maybe you'll relate, somewhat like poetry?

poems about my feelings because why not

Akshay x Sahithi He's the famous cricketer, who somehow still made her heart race too loudly, her breath hitch. It started with a small crush, since high school for her. He was just a classmate for her, until it wasn't. When they meet again, many things have changed, except her feelings. Letters, Insta and school reunion bring them together again. One sided crush was hidden, feelings grew, moments never go unnoticed. "Aksh-" she was cut off, as his lips hovered over her lips, he was looking directly into her eyes. His eyes dark with hunger and jealousy clouding everything. He pressed his lips against hers. She was struck, her brain short-circuited. She didn't push him away, her hands gripped his shirt. "I know that it was you who wrote the letters" he murmured against her lips. Her cheeks were flushed. "T-then why didn't you tell me?" She asked, trying to be angry. "Wanted to pretend i guess..." he replied. She didn't reply, she just stared into his eyes, his lips were right over hers, ghosting her lips. "Kiss me again" she whispered. Dive into the storyyy ✨💋

I write about soft hearts, real love, unspoken expectations, and the kind of connection that doesn't need to be loud to be real. If you've ever felt too deeply- this story will feel like you.

Blossom Edeogho is introduced as a deeply emotional 17-year-old girl learning to understand herself in a world that often misunderstands her. She feels everything intensely and struggles with being "too sensitive" while discovering who she truly is.

Elise Miraline Harper never thought silence could turn into betrayal. She wasn't trying to hurt anyone. She just learned how to stay quiet when things felt complicated... how to step back instead of saying the wrong thing... how to let moments pass instead of fixing them. But in Westview High, silence still has consequences. And jealousy doesn't need permission to grow. Aurelia Vanessa Tate doesn't notice it at first-the small shifts, the missed details, the things that don't quite add up. She's too busy holding everything together to realize something is quietly slipping through her fingers. Something she thought she could trust. Something she _did_ trust. And Julian Cole Vale is caught in between all of it-oblivious in the beginning, loyal in the middle, and broken by the end of what he never fully saw coming. Because betrayal doesn't always start as betrayal. Sometimes it starts as misunderstanding. As jealousy no one admits to. As pain no one talks about. As choices that feel harmless... until they aren't. And by the time they realize what they've done to each other- it's already too late to pretend it didn't happen. Or In Westview High, nothing falls apart loudly. It starts with silence. With timing that feels off. With truths that get delayed just long enough to matter. Elise never meant for things to spiral. Vanessa never thought she'd lose what she thought was love. And Julian never expected to be caught in the middle of both of them. But some damage doesn't happen in one moment. It happens quietly... until it's permanent. (LoL, don't really know how to write descriptions)

𝐆𝐨𝐥𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐇𝐨𝐮𝐫 Blake Arden has always been the calm one. The voice of reason between the Pogues, the one who laughed at JJ's chaos and rolled her eyes when the others got reckless. But calm doesn't mean quiet - not when you're holding in more than anyone knows. After her father's death, Blake learned to control everything - her breath, her words, her temper. Except with JJ Maybank. He's been there since third grade, her best friend, her mirror, and her biggest problem. JJ flirts like it's a joke, pushes her buttons, and somehow always sees past the walls she swears she doesn't have. When summer turns darker - secrets, family fights, and old grief resurfacing - JJ starts to realize that Blake's silence isn't strength. It's survival. And for the first time, Blake might have to trust someone enough to let the storm out. | S1-S5|

Words are the whispers of my soul, a reflection of my deepest thoughts and emotions. Through poetry, I craft the threads of my experiences, finding solace in the rhythm of words and the power of expression. In the silence, I find my voice, and on the page, I lay bare my heart, vulnerable yet free.

​"I don't remember your face, but my body remembers your soul." ​Aou Thanaboon is a world-class dancer who lives a double life: heir to a corporate empire by day and a man haunted by a past he can't fully grasp by night. For years, he has been tormented by dreams of a lover whose face remains a blur, but whose scent-rain and sandalwood-and touch are burned into his skin. He believes it's a fragment of a past life, a debt of the heart yet to be paid. ​When Boom Tharatorn, a penniless but bright intern with a mysterious past of his own, walks into the Kiatniran Building, the rhythm of Aou's world shatters. The scent is the same. The pulse is the same. ​But as Aou pulls Boom into his orbit-claiming him as his personal assistant and muse-he realizes that fate isn't just a romantic promise. It's a dangerous game. Between the cold halls of the family business and the heated intimacy of the dance studio, secrets begin to unravel. With his high-society friends facing their own fractured loyalties and a "red flag" rival threatening to burn it all down, Aou must decide: Is he in love with a ghost, or is he ready to claim the man standing right in front of him?

Description of Let Me Let Go. A Sad Romance Novel. Let Me Let Go is a sad romance about two people who find each other in the quiet corners of a bookstore, only to discover that love doesn't always mean staying. Elena Mercer, a woman who collects unsent letters and hidden truths, meets Matt Kincaid, a paramedic haunted by the weight of saving lives and the fear of being saved himself. Their story unfolds in fragments-coffee cups left untouched, poems tucked inside books, arguments in grocery aisles, and silences that speak louder than words. It is a love that trembles between closeness and distance, tenderness and fear. Elena wants to believe in the kind of love that heals, while Matt struggles with the kind that hides. Through Nora's wisdom, Matt's poems, and Elena's own letters, they learn that sometimes letting go is not about losing someone-it's about finding yourself. This is a novel about love that aches, silence that teaches, and the courage to release what you cannot hold without breaking. At its heart, Let Me Let Go is a story of choosing freedom over fear, and discovering that even in goodbye, there can be grace.