Unrequited Stories

Laetitia Burnwick was a villain. Not because she dared to look the devil in the eyes, but because she dared to love him. She chose him. But the laurel wreath had never been on her head. Haedes Wargreaves loved someone else. She tried to destroy their love, only to regret it at the last second and die for it. Now, she is reborn. She knows about her fate and she wants to give up Haedes. Even though she still loves him. Even though it kills her. However, the opposite of fate is not choice. It's oblivion. And Haedes doesn't remember a thing. 𖣔𖣔𖣔𖣔𖣔𖣔𖣔 NEW UPLOADS every two weeks on Thursdays, at 7 PM, EST

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. ❤️

"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: -

​"I told myself I hated him. But hate is just love with nowhere to go." ​For Lily Thornes, the name Killian Blackwood is a jagged scar on her heart. Since they were children, she has belonged to him in every way that matters, her soul bound to a boy who watched the world burn with cold, hazel eyes. She loved him with a raw, visceral intensity-a love that was never returned, never acknowledged, and eventually, silenced. ​Five years ago, Lily did the only thing she could to survive: she ran. She built a life in the quiet, burying her melancholic poetry and her memories of him under layers of carefully constructed peace. She spent half a decade perfecting the art of avoiding the man who owned her. ​But fate has a cruel sense of irony. ​Killian is back. He isn't just a ghost in the hallways anymore; he's a physical, suffocating presence, and he's staying for a month. A month of shared air. A month of forced proximity. A month where Lily has to watch him from the sidelines, her heart breaking all over again as she sees him with Clara, a woman who seems to have everything Lily ever craved. ​Lily expects the cold shoulder. She expects the silence. ​What she doesn't expect is the shift in the air. The way his gaze follows her every move. The way his silent indifference turns into a dark, terrifying possession. ​As the lines between protection and obsession begin to blur, Lily is forced to face a truth more dangerous than his absence: Killian Blackwood doesn't just want her back. He's decided that she's the only soul he's ever truly wanted-and he's willing to burn the world down to prove it.

Ishika Sharma had always been a little too loud, a little too carefree... and a little too in love with her best friend. Aarav Malhotra was everything she wasn't-quiet, composed, and impossible to read. Growing up side by side, he was her constant. Her protector. Her almost. But some feelings are never spoken. And some silences... change everything. When life pulls them apart, Ishika learns the hard way that loving someone quietly doesn't mean they'll ever love you back. Years later, they meet again-but this time, nothing is the same. Because Aarav is no longer the boy who didn't understand her... And Ishika is no longer the girl who waited. And somewhere between what was left unsaid and what was lost in time... Lies a love that might have been realized too late.

In the innocent and dreamy world of a young boy, love knows no bounds, and fairy tales come alive. For 12-year-old, life is a vibrant tapestry of imagination and wonder, where princes ride majestic horses and sweep their true loves off their feet. And for him, that prince is none other than his handsome and charming Kookie hyung. The Unrequited Love of a Young Heart is a poignant and romantic tale of self-discovery, first love, and the enduring power of the human spirit. Kim Taehyung navigates the ups and downs of adolescence, confronting the challenges of love, rejection, and the complexities of the human heart. Will he find a way to make his fairy tale a reality, or will the harsh realities of life force him to re-write his own story? Top kook Bottom Tae Age gap Triggering content One-sided love S**ual Harrasment mpreg Other ships Namjin Yoomin Please refrain from reading this story if you don't like any of the above mentioned. I wrote this long ago, if you find any mistakes do not hesitate and let me know in comments. This story is inspired by a Chinese manhwa that I read a long time ago. So some scenes might be similar and the rest is my imagination. 11/5/25

He is Daksh Raghuvanshi. 24. Young. Ruthless. CEO of Raghuvanshi Enterprises. A man who never bends... until her. She is Nyraah. 22. An orphan raised by silence, now a law intern fighting for justice... and fighting herself every day just to stay unbroken. Two years. Two years of living under the same roof... Two years of stolen glances, unfinished words, and a love that was never named. She never said "I love you" out loud. Not even once. But every time she looked at him... she meant it. And every time she finally gathered the courage to say it... He only answered- "Hmm." Cold. Detached. As if her heart meant nothing. Until that night. A night where everything changed... where silence turned into closeness, and boundaries blurred into something neither of them could take back. She thought maybe... finally... he felt it too. Maybe this time, her love wasn't one-sided. But morning came like a storm. And with it-his words. "I am getting engaged today." Her world stopped. The same man who held her like she was everything... now choosing someone else. And then- For the first time in two years... He said it. "I love you." Too late. Too cruel. Too final. Her eyes shattered before her heart did. Because this was the word she had been dying to hear... but never when it mattered. Her lips trembled. And she whispered the only truth she had ever hidden- "Main... aapke bina nahi reh sakti..." But he had already walked away. And love? Love finally broke her... into pieces she may never gather again.

"𝗖𝗮𝗿𝗲𝗳𝘂𝗹, 𝗔𝗹𝗶𝘀𝗼𝗻." his voice dropped, eyes unreadable. "𝗬𝗼𝘂 𝗺𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁 𝗷𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝗳𝗮𝗹𝗹 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝗺𝗲 𝗮𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗿𝗮𝘁𝗲." "𝗪𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗶𝗳 𝗜 𝗱𝗼?" I called after him. "𝗪𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗶𝗳 𝗜 𝗳𝗮𝗹𝗹 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝘆𝗼𝘂, 𝗔𝗮𝗿𝗼𝗻... 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗻 𝘄𝗵𝗮𝘁?" He didn't turn back. "𝙄 𝙢𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙗𝙚 𝙖𝙗𝙡𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙧𝙚𝙘𝙞𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙘𝙖𝙩𝙚, 𝘼𝙡𝙞𝙨𝙤𝙣." ---------⁽⁠⁽⁠ଘ♪⁠～♡～♪ଓ⁠⁾⁠⁾----------------- When I was little girl, I Admired the moths every time they were drawn to the flames . I wondered a lot that why would someone willingly burn themselves just to feel warmth for a little while ....I thought of them as foolish and naive. I never realized their desperation, their thirst, their fate. Not until I met him. 𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗔𝗔𝗥𝗢𝗡 𝗕𝗟𝗔𝗖𝗞𝗛𝗘𝗟𝗟 Owner of the most chilling shades of ocean blue Eyes. A Man who wielded his words like a sword , And owned the football ground like he is the king. The thing is...... I shouldn't have become the moth I once laughed at. 𝘽𝙪𝙩 𝙄 𝙙𝙞𝙙! I fell for him. Deeply. He did too. He fell in love too. Even harder than I intended. Just not with me. He fell in love with______ 𝙃𝙀𝙍 ~~ They didn't joke when they called him. ''𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝘀𝗶𝗿𝗲𝗻 𝗼𝗳 𝗿𝘂𝗶𝗻.'' His Love ruined me. And I finally realized that. 𝗛𝗘𝗔𝗥𝗧𝗦 𝗧𝗢𝗢 𝗕𝗟𝗘𝗘𝗗.

Amity Aven Mallari grew up loving Quinn Kylo Henderson in silence, holding on to a promise she was never sure was truly hers. Their families had already tied their future together, and for years, she believed that if she stayed long enough and loved him gently enough, he would one day choose her too. But Quinn loved someone else. And when that love ended, Amity mistook his brokenness for a chance. For a fleeting moment, she thought she had finally become the one he wanted. She gave him her heart, only to realize she was never the person he was reaching for. She was only the one who stayed. So she left. Years later, Amity returns not as the girl who once chased him, but as a woman who has learned how to walk away. Yet Quinn is no longer the same man either. Divorced. Wounded. Still haunted by a love he could not keep. Now, working as his secretary, Amity finds herself standing beside the very man she once loved, watching him break in silence while her own heart begins to stir again. She tells herself she is stronger now, that she will not fall the same way twice. But some loves do not disappear. They only wait in silence, until the right time hurts the most. After everything they have lost, can two hearts that were never chosen at the right time still find their way back to each other?

After years of unrequited devotion in a cold, arranged marriage, Samuel realizes he is merely a placeholder for his husband Alzen's past. Reaching his breaking point, Samuel "quiet quits" the relationship and files for divorce to reclaim his independence. This sudden departure forces a realization upon Alzen, who must transform from an indifferent partner into a dedicated pursuer to earn back Samuel's trust and build a new life on equal terms.

She was only supposed to stay long enough to leave without a trace, but then she met them. Two brothers, completely different and equally dangerous. She knows neither are good for her, knows this ends in heartbreak, but that doesn't stop the late nights, tension, or the way she keeps choosing them anyway. Because the worst part isn't falling for the wrong person, it's realizing too late that no matter what she does, she was never going to be the one they chose.

Arya national college of business and management, Delhi. Everything there screams money, except for those five students of free scholarship scheme. Every year the college selects five students from poor economic background and provide them free education. But none of them completed the courses, why? If Arya sharma is there , poor people have no chance of surviving, except Julie... Julie Susannal. How did she survived? Did she last because she is stronger than the rest? Did she change him in ways no one thought possible? Or is it Arya Sharma himself who, for the first time, is falling into something called... love?

Diana Mallora was a beautiful, high-spirited, critical, and somewhat spoiled young woman of the high aristocracy. Everyone who met her loved her. Everyone who spoke to her admired her. Everyone who knew her was mesmerized. This author is sure that if she was the protagonist of this story, this would have made a much better story. Unfortunately, she isn't. Diana Mallora had a twin sister (if being born with identical looks was the only requirement for them to be considered so). Her name was Dalia Mallora. The other child. And the protagonist of this story. She was an honest, quiet girl, whose major asset consisted entirely of looking just like Diana. Now, you must be wondering: why would I ever read the story of such a protagonist? To which this author must reply: Dalia Mallora fell secretly in love. And not with just anyone. Diana 's fiancé. And we all know how love makes us tenebrous. In a world in which lies and deceit reign supreme, a treason is due. And Dalia must choose: follow her heart and tarnish her honesty for the first time, or give up yet another trinket of her soul to her sister. Be that as it may, this author must give you a final gesture of care: This story is filled with suffering. Don't read it with your heart out in the open. NEW UPLOADS every two weeks on Thursdays, 7PM

There is a rhythm to everything- to love, to loss, to the quiet ways we fall apart. In Rhythm of Seasons, every moment carries something unspoken: a beginning, an ending, or the slow, painful space in between. And sometimes, the hardest part is not losing, it is realizing when it has already begun...

Instruction: Read these confessions in one breath This is a portrait of a person violently in love trying to confess the longings of one's heart and what happens in between, within and after. #1 Millenial (October 2024) #5 Filipino Author (October 2024)

"Four years. One boy. Countless moments he never noticed. She never asked him to love her-she just wished he looked her way. But when he found out her secret, he pulled away. Now she's left with nothing but memories, hallway glances, and a love story that never even began." > This is a story of a girl who loved quietly, deeply... and maybe, a little too long. (This will be a short chapter)

[name] has long since been abandoned and lost hope in people who couldn't see regular citizens suffering. Her attempts to fix tings have been fruitless, her only reason for staying for long, had gone with the wind, now she must travel with the Avatar. The only thing she's keep hidden, is her revenge plan against the Fire lord's son and the man who cost her loved one's life. [Will rewrite, just wanted to post the idea I had here]

Two souls met in a moment that felt both ordinary and magical,their hearts recognizing each other before their eyes did. In the gentle rhythm of time, love became their language - soft, eternal, and written between every heartbeat.

A story about a girl named Noemi Amoretta Ceryss Ibanez and her chasing after only one boy named Dominic Ehaan Fuentes. Someone who's the exact opposite of her. While She's warm and bright, He is the moon-quiet and distant. Out of Reach. She finds herself in a bit of a confusing state as she's been chasing him for over a year, yet he shows no signs if he likes her back or not. Amidst the confusion, she finds one person she knows can help her best. Anstrid Brandon Baguinda, the total opposite of his bestfriend, Dominic. He's charming, Loud, and Lively. The way he does everything seemed like every hallway that he would pass by just lights up on it's own with how positive he is. He's easy-everything Dominic isn't. She finds herself desperate for his help, deliberately chasing after him instead without even realizing it. The moment that He finally agrees to help her, she loses track as she is slowly losing interest in chasing the night. She finds herself falling not for how complex and challenging the Moon is, but for the Simplicity of the Sun. In a world filled with mixed signals and endless doubts, where people often look up at the moon and forget the warmth above. In a story of the Moon and the Sun, will she finally notice the Simplicity of the Sun?

𝑭𝒐𝒓 𝒔𝒊𝒙 𝒚𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒔, 𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒅 𝒉𝒊𝒎. 𝑶𝒓 𝒂𝒕 𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒕, 𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒃𝒆𝒍𝒊𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒅 𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒊𝒅. 𝑨 𝒈𝒊𝒓𝒍 𝒔𝒑𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒔 6 𝒚𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒔 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒈𝒖𝒚, 𝒇𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒔 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒉𝒊𝒎, 𝒅𝒆𝒇𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒔 𝒉𝒊𝒎 𝒕𝒐 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒇𝒂𝒎𝒊𝒍𝒚, 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒊𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒄𝒍𝒐𝒔𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒚𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒉𝒊𝒎...𝑩𝒖𝒕 𝒅𝒆𝒆𝒑 𝒅𝒐𝒘𝒏, 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒉𝒂𝒔 𝒂𝒍𝒘𝒂𝒚𝒔 𝒇𝒆𝒍𝒕 𝒐𝒇𝒇-𝒆𝒔𝒑𝒆𝒄𝒊𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒚 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒚 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒇𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕. 𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒎𝒆𝒆𝒕𝒔 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒖𝒏𝒆𝒙𝒑𝒆𝒄𝒕𝒆𝒅. 𝑵𝒐𝒕 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒇𝒐𝒓. 𝑵𝒐𝒕 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒑𝒍𝒂𝒏𝒏𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒇𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒇𝒐𝒓. 𝑩𝒖𝒕 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒘𝒉𝒐 𝒎𝒂𝒌𝒆𝒔 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒒𝒖𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒘𝒂𝒔 "𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆."