Onesidedlove Stories

"𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝙙𝙤𝙣'𝙩 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙣 𝙘𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮𝙩𝙞𝙢𝙚 𝙄 𝙗𝙡𝙚𝙚𝙙 𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙣𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙢𝙖𝙠𝙚 𝙛𝙪𝙣 𝙤𝙛 𝙢𝙮 𝙛𝙚𝙚𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙮𝙤𝙪." "𝙏𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙙𝙤𝙣'𝙩 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙢𝙚. 𝙀𝙣𝙙 𝙤𝙛 𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙮." 𝚜: 𝟶𝟾-𝟶𝟼-𝟸𝟶𝟸𝟻 𝚎: -

She liked him. Quietly... deeply... in the kind of way that never asked to be seen. But he never saw her. Not as a crush. Not as a friend. Not even as someone worth understanding. He wasn't cruel. He wasn't confused. He just... never chose her. And still, she stayed. At first, it was small-just a fleeting feeling. But with time, it grew into something consuming... something that lived in every glance she stole, every message she waited for, every silence he left behind. She fell first. And then she fell harder. Until loving him became a habit she didn't know how to stop. Until one day- she did. Not all at once. Not in a dramatic goodbye. But slowly... piece by piece... she took her heart back. Or at least, that's what it looked like. Because now- she doesn't react. She doesn't wait. She doesn't care. Or maybe... she just pretends she doesn't. To him, she was just someone annoying. Someone easy to ignore. Someone who never mattered. But fate has a way of returning what was once overlooked. Because when they meet again- when her eyes no longer search for him- He notices. He pauses. He wonders. He feels. And this time... he falls. Harder than she ever did. Not slowly. Not carefully. But in the kind of way that ruins sleep and steals breath. While she- just watches, as if she feels nothing at all. 🏆 Ranked #1 in Crush 🏆 Ranked #1 in OneSidedLove 🏆 Ranked #1 in Reunion ~ a story that started with silence... and stayed. ❤️

This is a story of one-sided love. Of waiting. Of silence. This is a story of glances that meant everything- and silences that hurt more than rejection. A story of a girl who loved quietly... and a boy who never noticed. A love triangle that you never regret to read. And also a teasing chaotic friend that will light up your mood ..... 💬 Written with heart, pain, and way too many Emotions. ✍🏼 This story is an original work of fiction, written by me - Anna. All characters, plotlines, dialogues, and emotional damage are mine. Do not copy, translate, repost, or steal. This story is protected. Please respect the effort and creativity behind it. Read. Feel. Cry. But don't claim. Thank you for being here. I hope this story lives in your chest for a little while. - Anna 🤍

💔💔😔 Some loves don't end with dramatic goodbyes. They end with silence... and a lifetime of "what if." 💔💔💔

❝ REWRITING ❞ ▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃ ➽ 𝐓𝐖𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐃 𝐖𝐎𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐗 𝐆𝐍!𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑 𝐢𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐚 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐲 𝐞𝐱𝐞𝐜𝐮𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐮𝐧𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 fame gets stuck in abominable situations. though, the men of night raven college were just slightly more tolerable than the distressing affairs of their insincere family. above all, they didn't expect themselves to be easy to fall in love with throughout the school. ➽ 𝐨𝐜𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐞 ➽𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫 𝐜𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐝 (𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐥 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 52) ➽ 𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫 𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐬! ▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃ © fanfic ➽ -rosehearts © twisted wonderland ➽ disney, yana toboso

In a mansion too grand for broken hearts, Seren Alithea M. Solvane lives as the invisible wife of Professor Eloria Maeve M. Ingravallo - a woman bound to her by nothing but a cold, heartless contract. Eloria, forced into marriage she never wanted, treats Seren like a ghost; and Seren, despite the loneliness clawing at her chest, stays - hoping, breaking, loving in silence. Surrounded by the warmth of Eloria's family but deprived of the only affection she yearns for, Seren clings to the smallest dreams: A glance, a smile, a love that may never come... not even in her dreams. PROFESSOR SERIES (III)

ඇට්ටේරියාවක සුවද තැවරුනු ආත්මීය ආදරය

Who knew that one day he would be averted into an omega in heat? Till had been an Alpha his entire life, he knew nothing about what to do, nothing about what was happening to him. Fortunately, Ivan was there to help. ⸻ The devil had waited a long time to finally claim the tempting angel before him.

Adhira's heart cracked with every passing moment. This wasn't how she imagined it. And yet... here she was, his bride-to-be. Vihaan, on the other hand, burned inside. How could she have agreed to this? Didn't she realize this would only hurt them both? When the rings were brought forward, the weight of the moment was unbearable. Adhira's hand trembled when he slipped a band onto her finger, her eyes shimmering though she didn't let a single tear fall. And when it was her turn, as she slipped the ring on his finger Vihaan flinched - just for a second - but long enough to shatter something in her heart. But for now, they just sat in silence - rings on their fingers, secrets in their hearts, and a destiny neither could escape. This is a story of unspoken feelings, of longing glances and quiet heartbreak. A story where love isn't just about who we choose, but who chooses us back.

I've been in love with Hannie for as long as I can remember. He's been a constant presence in my life, even if only from a distance. We were childhood schoolmates, sharing the same classrooms, the same hallways, and the same fleeting moments that felt like an eternity to me. Yet, despite all these years, it's as if I'm invisible to him. He doesn't even know I exist-or at least, he's never shown any sign of it. Over time, the weight of this unspoken love has only grown heavier. It's a quiet ache, a longing that lingers in the corners of my heart, refusing to fade. I find myself wondering: How long can I keep loving someone who doesn't see me? I'm torn between two paths-speaking my truth, laying bare the feelings I've carried for so long, or walking away, freeing myself from this endless cycle of hope and disappointment. For now, I'm stuck in limbo, caught between the logic of my mind and the stubborn hope of my heart. Every day feels like a battle between holding on and letting go. And yet, a part of me clings to the possibility, no matter how faint, that one day he might see me-really see me-the way I've always seen him. ⇻ DISCLAIMER ⇺ This story is fictional and does not reflect real events, people, or relationships. While characters may share names or similarities with real individuals, their personalities and actions are entirely imagined for creative purposes. Written with respect, this fanfiction aims to entertain without implying real-life truths. Please remember it's a work of imagination. Enjoy!

8 saal ke the jab Anaya ne kaha tha, "Bade hoke shaadi karenge " 18 ka hoon. Aaj wo kisi or ke liya mehendi lagwa rahi hai Sab ko pta hai.Bas Anaya ko nahi... ki main uske bina saans nhi le sakta. Ek ghar. Do bhai. Ek ladki. Aur ek tarfa pyaar jo kisi ka nahi hua.

Description: In a world where flashing cameras never dim and every smile is rehearsed, Jeon Jungkook has everything-fame, success, and millions who adore him. Yet, beneath the dazzling spotlight, his heart longs for something real... something untouched by the industry he's grown up in. Han Y/N, on the other hand, lives a life far removed from luxury and admiration. Struggling to make ends meet, she works tirelessly day and night, carrying the weight of hospital bills and a fragile hope to save her ailing mother. Love, to her, is nothing more than a distraction-a luxury she cannot afford. After witnessing a painful tragedy tied to the very world Jungkook belongs to, her mother's only wish is simple: stay away from the spotlight, no matter what. Two lives. Two completely different worlds. But fate has its own plans. When Jungkook crosses paths with the guarded and distant Y/N, he finds himself drawn to her in a way he cannot explain. She doesn't care about his fame, his charm, or the name that makes the world stop-and maybe that's exactly why he can't let her go. He chases. She runs. He dreams of a future with her. She refuses to even imagine one. Yet, as their worlds begin to collide, boundaries blur, secrets unfold, and emotions neither of them expected start to take root. But love in the shadow of fame is never simple. Can a man who belongs to the world protect the one who only wants to stay hidden from it? Or will the very spotlight that brought them together tear them apart? Because sometimes... love isn't enough when two hearts live in completely different worlds.

4 saal... aur hum kabhi mile bhi nahi. Phir bhi... main use bhool nahi paayi. Ek random "hi" se shuru hui baat... kab aadat ban gayi, pata hi nahi chala. Na calls... na milna... bas chats... aur feelings. Par har story perfect nahi hoti... aur har "hi" forever nahi hota. Yeh kahani hai un messages ki... jo bheje nahi gaye. Un feelings ki... jo samjhi nahi gayi. Aur us pyaar ki... jo kabhi tha hi nahi... ya shayad... tha. ❤️‍🩹 Instagram Page 👇🏻✨ @gayu._.editz YouTube Channel 👇🏻✨ @wearecreativeandartistic

Are we trapped in this little cliché or is there something more?

Eve never planned to come to Seoul for love. Two years ago, she met Zone a quiet, mature man who never gave her an answer, only a condition. "If it's real... you'll find me." Not a rejection. Not a promise. Just time. Now, standing in a city that feels both familiar and distant, Eve begins a journey not just to find him... but to understand her own heart. As cherry blossoms fall and memories return, one question remains.. Was it ever love... or just something she couldn't let go?

She didn't know when it started. Or if it was ever real. He never said he loved her. But he never let her go either. Caught in something that had no name, she held on to a love that was never truly hers. The late replies. The mixed signals. The silence that said everything-and nothing. Until one day... it ended. Without answers. Without closure. And all she was left with was a question- Maybe it was just me. A deeply emotional romance about one-sided love, confusion, and the kind of heartbreak that doesn't leave... even when the person does. Perfect for readers who love slow-burn romance, real relationships, and stories that feel a little too personal.

A collection of short stories woven with emotion, mystery, pain, and truth. Each story carries a different heartbeat-some will haunt you, some will heal you, and some will leave you questioning everything. From broken souls to untold secrets, from silent battles to unforgettable endings-this book is a journey through the shades of human emotions. Not every story ends happily, but every story leaves a mark.

After losing his North Star, Jeon Jungkook finally decides that it's time to face his truth and embrace it. *** This is the third part of a series of BTS fanfiction that started with Moving Forward, followed by Evenstar. Please read those stories too if you have time. The pictures and videos here are not mine. Thank you to their owners. No copyright infringement intended. I apologize to my English language only readers. I've decided to write this in Taglish because it's set in the Philippines and it feels too unnatural to write in English only. Thank you for understanding.

Disclaimer: "This story is a work of fiction and does not reflect real-life events or individuals. It contains mature themes and LGBTQ+ content, including boy×boy relationships. Reader discretion is advised."

She was damn sure about her feelings, her insecurities and her unworthiness to get him. And he was struggling with his own uncertainty too.