Library Stories

Ava Whitmore prefers quiet corners, rain soaked windows and books that feel like home. She is not expecting much from her second year of university, just the steady comfort of routine. Then her purple pen rolls under the wrong desk. Elias Marrow returns it without speaking. Quiet. Careful. Impossible to read. The boy who sits alone at the back of class. The boy who never lets anyone close. He does not know how to trust people. She does not know how to stop caring. Somehow, they fit. A slow burn about soft hearts, gentle touches, and the warmth that grows in the quiet between two people who never planned on falling at all.

A boy searching for meaning. A girl hiding behind laughter. A book no one touches-until their words collide inside it. Nothing between them is accidental..... and nothing is as simple as it seems.

"Some things are too heavy to say today. Maybe tomorrow. Maybe never."

Lady Therese Ignacio is an average students burdened by above-average expectations. In their home, excellence is a requirement. Ever since she was little, her love for drawing was seen as just a phase, never a future. When she fails the qualification exam for the Star Section, she was moved into lower section, far from the pressure and prestige she's always known. Psalm Conrad Blancaflor is a jack-of-all-trades, master of some, and almost always unbothered. He doesn't know exactly what he wants out of life, but he knows how to enjoy it. When Therese enters his orbit, her world begins to shift. Through laughter, late-night conversations, and quiet moments of art and mischief, she starts to loosen the tight grip of expectation and see the world through brighter, freer eyes. In a world where success is measured by standards set long before and every misstep is met with harsh judgment. Will she have the courage to fight for their love and defy constraints that her mother has imposed upon her? Will she find a way to break free and hold onto each other, or will her hands remain tied, forever out of reach? Date started: 07/11/21

After being a college dropout from an engineering program, Jewel becomes a homeless musician who barely survives through gigs and freelancing. In the darkest moment of her life, she stumbles upon the cheapest apartment in town and finally achieves her personal space. But there's a catch: the apartment hides a mysterious door under the floorboards. Driven by curiosity, she enters it and meets Chris, a young, grumpy woman in robes who lives beneath her humble abode, an immortal librarian who guards the magical world called "Passioncraft." "Our imagination abounds every universe."

A guy trips on a paper and starts the whole plot. Wonder how that goes.

" කොච්චර දවස් ගියත්...ඒ දවස්වල කොච්චර පාළු දැනුනත්... මමයි අපේ මතක පිරුණ පුස්තකාලෙයි ඔයා එනකන් බලන් ඉන්නවා... Come back home #Taekook fanfiction #Top taehyung # Bottom jungkook Happy ending. Start -: 2025 / 08/ 31 End. -:

A city shrouded in rain, ghosts lurking in every shadow. Elias Ward's world is one of quiet darkness, where memories linger and hope feels just out of reach. But one unseen moment, one glance beneath a wet umbrella, begins to ignite something long buried, something that might just change everything. In the midst of silent streets and ancient stone, a mysterious encounter promises to unravel the delicate thread holding Elias together. Who is she? And what secret does the rain hide?

Iman Yusuf is everything a 300-level medical student shouldn't be - loud, opinionated, and a certified gender-role breaker. She believes in chaos, comfort, and chasing her goals without compromising who she is. Friends? Overrated. Alliances? More efficient. Romance? Not on her radar. Until the school pairs her with a mentor. Shahir Faisal, the intimidatingly almost perfect 500-level student, walks like a blueprint ..calm, calculated, and irritatingly composed. He's the kind of guy who drinks water like it's a science and speaks like life is a case study. Worst of all? He's now in charge of guiding her group toward the most important exam before the clinical postings. But when quiet meetings turn into charged silences... When structured plans collide with untamed energy... And when the girl who believes in freedom meets the boy who lives by rules.. It becomes less about passing an exam and more about surviving each other

Sakai Keichi has always been the wingman, the shadow helping his best friend chase girls in an empty cycle of double dates and practiced smiles. He lets himself fade into the background. Until he meets a girl who smells of rain, and for the first time, he wants to be seen. But wanting something for yourself comes with a price. And in the space of a perfect summer, it all falls apart. Keichi learns that sometimes, beauty only exists because it doesn't last. Some people leave. Some stay. And some teach you that even halcyon days must end. \ A poetic coming-of-age told in minimalist, cinematic fragments, Wingman lingers on the small, transient moments that define youth-and the feeling of quiet yearning. --- (c) Credit of cover goes to artist of the drawing. Everything else, I edited on.

🍂 🍂 🍂 🍂 🍂 🍂 🍂 AUGUST HUXLEY was the type of person to never care about himself, only others. He lived a quiet life since no one bothered to know him, his only friends being his sister, her boyfriend, and their childhood best friend. August is going through his eleventh grade year and is slowly falling apart as the grades eat him alive and his mental health depletes, and it doesn't help when you have a jock who's favorite past time is beating you up. August would much rather not complain about what's going on since his sister already has so much on her plate, but so does he. In all honesty, August would rather be.... dead. NOLAN LEDGER is the son of world-renowned actors and was forced into acting at the ripe age of one. Being famous was all he ever knew, he didn't get to live the normal teenager life of going to in-person school or hanging out with friends, maybe even diving into the parents liquor cabinets when they were away, but then again how could you when you're watched like a hawk by not only your parents but the press? One wrong move and your whole career is destroyed. All Nolan ever wanted was to live a normal life like other seventeen year olds, but he knows that he could have it worse. But sometimes he wishes the worst would be his case because in his mind.... acting was slowly chipping away at his happiness if he ever had genuine happiness. When the two meet in an unexpected way the hope of a friend drew them in but the two would be thrown for a loop when what they thought was a love that friends shared turned into something a litte more.... romantic. With careers on the line and a depleting mental health, will the two boys get the love they've craved from that special someone for so long or will one of them be taking that longing to the grave? 🍂 🍂 🍂 🍂 🍂 🍂 🍂

Tropes Teacher x student Strong female lead x strong male lead Multicouple book Brother's best friend Enemies to lovers Age gap (8 years) Best friend's brother Milestones on 4,4,2025 1 in readerxreader 2 in strong female lead 3 in doctorxdoctor 7 in innocent love 8 in crushes

Lyra Harrison has never felt like she belonged. Stuck in a house where she's treated like a stranger, she dreams of a life beyond Rosemere Avenue. But one morning a letter arrives... sealed with a strange crest and addressed to her, not the girl everyone prefers. A letter that will reveal a world she never knew existed... and a truth that will change everything about who she really is. (Owner of the characters and parts of the action: J.K. Rowling, Cover made with help of ChatGPT)

When baker Clairè Hawthorne returns to her snowy hometown of Pinebrook, Vermont, she expects quiet mornings, familiar streets, and a little holiday nostalgia. What she doesn't expect is to run into Riley Morgan, the witty bookstore owner who once held her heart-and still seems to. With the town's Christmas festival in jeopardy, Claire and Riley are forced to work together, decorating, baking, and planning events side by side. Between stolen glances under twinkling lights and late-night cups of cocoa, old sparks ignite into something neither of them can ignore. This holiday, Claire must decide whether to return to her life in the city... or finally embrace the warmth-and the love-waiting for her at home.

WARNING!! I DO NOT OWN ANYTHING!! NOT EVEN THE PLOT OR STORY!! CHARACTERS AND SETTING ALL BELONGS TO J.K. ROWLING! PLOT AND STORY AND WRITING ALL BELONGS TO LADYTARTAN ON harrypotterfanfiction.com! I JUST THOUGHT THAT THIS IS SUCH AN AMAZING STORY AND THAT I SHOULD PUT IT ON A DIFFERENT PLATFORM. I WANTED MORE PEOPLE TO ENJOY SUCH A GOOD STORY. THIS IS ONE OF MY FAVORITE DRAMIONE FANFICS. ENJOY! *NOTE- LADYTARTAN HAS NOT UPDATED THIS STORY SINCE ABT 9 YEARS! EVEN I AM WAITING FOR A NEW CHAPTER AND HOPING THEY WILL UPDATE. Hermione decides to return to school for her 8th year at Hogwarts where she randomly keeps bumping into a certain blonde. Every time they bump into each other, they have an exchange of book quotes.. but not just any book quotes, muggle book quotes. Hermione is intrigued by the fact that THE Draco Malfoy knows muggle book quotes. Starting like that the two find out that both of them are hiding behind the same books away from other people. As their interactions increase the two find themselves getting closer and closer to each other. But then enters DRAMA! (formerly) #3 in Dramione

Long before history learned to write itself, power lived inside people. Quiet, wild, and entirely their own. When these souls faded, their abilities did not. Instead, they condensed into luminous orbs now kept within the Aurel Archive, a vast and ancient vault where the echoes of the dead sleep. Each orb carries the remnants of a life once lived: their talent, their magic, their spark. But without an owner, the orbs lie dormant, patient as stone, waiting for the one fate rarely grants: a new soul aligned so perfectly that the magic can awaken again. Such rebirths are almost mythical. The Archive has existed for millennia, yet only a handful of orbs have ever stirred. Uniqueness must be protected, it says; power is never meant to repeat itself unless destiny insists. Now, whispers drift through the Archive's chambers. Light dims in places that were once steady. Something forgotten stretches, turning slowly toward the world above. Because somewhere, deep inside the Archive's sealed walls, an orb has begun to glow. And when the dead remember, the living are never left unchanged.

Started on- 24/01/2024 Completed on- 25/05/2025 Former name- His Beloved Wife! <<<>>> Osman Malik, a man in his late twenties, is a dignified businessman as the world knows him and as he loves to describe himself. Considerate, modest and thoughtful are the adjectives which are used with his name. But that's the least world knows about him. Sarah Haider, a young girl who is naive, gullible and indecisive hates nothing but hatred itself.The only thing she knows and wants is love and peace, the things that lack from her own life. What will happen when he will fall for her just on the first sight? Will he be able to protect her and stop her? Will she accept him as who he really is? Join in the journey and unfold the adventures love story of Osman and Sarah! Thank you for giving it a try.🤗 ------------

A baby? On a battlefield? Marcus is a clerk in the Imperial army. When he finds an abandoned baby on a battlefield, he has no idea what to do with her. His best friend is no help; he thinks Marcus is a sucker for taking the kid in. The slave who ends up babysitting the child is no better; she thinks Marcus has ulterior motives - bad ones. Not only that, but two mysterious female assassins appear on the scene. Whether they intend to harm the baby or protect her, Marcus isn't sure. It doesn't help that the assassins have magical cloaks that allow them to turn into birds at any time. Marcus and his friends soon find themselves caught up in things they doesn't understand: the child has some connection to an ancient prophecy, one that could have implications for fate of the Empire itself.

Dear Library Girl, I almost asked you what was wrong the first time I saw you crying. Then I saw the book you were reading, and realized that you were crying because of it. And I was interested, because I'd never read anything that moved me that much. I checked out the book you were reading, and guess what? I cried - just a little - too. That's how it started. Every time I go to the library, you're almost always there, usually with a completely new book. Sometimes you smile, or laugh out loud, or cry again, and when you do, I check out the book you're reading. That was it, really, until I realized how gorgeous you are. You're not pretty in the normal kind of way, but god, when you smile, it lights up your face in the best way. I wish you'd notice me, sitting a few tables away from you, reading the book you were reading a few days ago. I wish you'd smile at me. I don't have the guts to talk to you. I'm afraid you won't be anything at all like I imagine. One of these days, I'll work up the courage and I'll ask you about what you're reading. And maybe you'll smile that gorgeous smile and tell me all about it, and then we'll talk about all the books we've read. But until then, thank you for the book recommendations. I love them. Love, Tyler *The body of this letter is not my original work, but rather a prompt for the story you are (hopefully) about to read. Enjoy! French translation on @ClesteVrld's profile!

Every night, at the stroke of midnight, a hidden library appears somewhere in the city. Only those who need it most will find its glowing door. Inside, the shelves are filled with books that don't have titles-until you open one. Each book reveals a story written just for you-a reflection of your hopes, fears, or dreams.