Sadromance Stories

She loved in silence, but silence was never enough...A Love That Was Never Meant to Be... Lyra Hart loved Damien Sinclair in a way the universe never allowed-with quiet glances, stolen moments, and a heart that beat only for him. But to Damien, she was just a familiar presence, she was just his sister's best friend-nothing more, nothing less, a shadow in the backdrop of his life. He belonged to another, and Lyra? She was never his to begin with. So, she smiled at his wedding, swallowed her unspoken love, and walked away. Years passed, and distance was supposed to heal what love had broken. But then came the call-the one that pulled her back to a place she swore she'd never return to. Damien's wife was dead. Murdered. And the man she once knew had vanished, leaving behind only grief, rage, and an obsession to unearth the truth. Now, as she stands beside him once more, bound by a past she never truly escaped, Lyra makes a choice-to help him chase the shadows of a mystery far darker than either of them imagined. Even if it means standing in the ruins of a love that was never hers. A slow-burn tale of longing and loss, love and betrayal-where the heart aches for what it was never meant to hold, and the truth waits in the silence, waiting to be found.

This is a HUNTERxHUNTER (by Yoshihiro Togashi) fanfiction... --*-- "𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒗𝒐𝒊𝒅 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒆𝒔 𝒃𝒂𝒄𝒌, 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝑰 𝒔𝒎𝒊𝒍𝒆--𝒃𝒆𝒄𝒂𝒖𝒔𝒆 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒏 𝒏𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒄𝒂𝒏𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒔𝒖𝒎𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒔𝒐𝒖𝒍." ነጎጋ፱ዪጎ wields powers. Surpassing even "Nen." It is a gift--or perhaps a curse--bestowed upon them by both the "Celestials" and the "Void." It's nameless, an unseen force that turns sheer will into an unbreakable armor. It peels back the veil of time just enough to glimpse the future. It allows the mind to read intention before action, to unravel an enemy before they strike. And then there's the rarest aspect of all--the ability to impose one's will upon others. The weak collapse. The uncertain tremble. Even the strong hesitate. Such are the spoils of wandering between dimensions, of tearing through worlds not meant to be touched. But in the end, it meant nothing. Those powers were stripped from ነጎጋ፱ዪጎ, ripped away like they were never theirs to begin with. All they have left are memories--hollow echoes of what once was. And memories alone hold less power. ...Memories...? --*-- P.S. 𝕎𝕙𝕠𝕒! 𝕀𝕗 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝔻𝕖𝕤𝕔𝕣𝕚𝕡𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟 𝕕𝕚𝕕𝕟'𝕥 𝕞𝕒𝕜𝕖 𝕞𝕦𝕔𝕙 𝕤𝕖𝕟𝕤𝕖, 𝕕𝕠𝕟'𝕥 𝕨𝕠𝕣𝕣𝕪--𝕛𝕦𝕤𝕥 𝕔𝕙𝕖𝕔𝕜 𝕠𝕦𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕀ℕ𝕋ℝ𝕆𝔻𝕌ℂ𝕋𝕀𝕆ℕ 𝕥𝕠 𝕘𝕖𝕥 𝕒 𝕔𝕝𝕖𝕒𝕣𝕖𝕣 𝕡𝕚𝕔𝕥𝕦𝕣𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕨𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕓𝕠𝕠𝕜'𝕤 𝕒𝕝𝕝 𝕒𝕓𝕠𝕦𝕥. 🫥

─ BILAL KHALIL RIYAZ × ZAREEN NAEYRA

𝑬𝒍𝒛𝒂𝒇𝒊𝒓𝒂 𝑲𝒉𝒂𝒚𝒍𝒂 × 𝑬𝒛𝒓𝒚𝒏 𝑳𝒖𝒒𝒎𝒂𝒂𝒏 Kehidupan Ezryn Luqmaan bukanlah semudah yang disangka. Hidupnya sarat dengan masalah, dipenuhi luka dan darah. Setiap hari kelihatan berjalan seperti biasa namun segalanya berubah selepas orang yang paling dipercayainya hilang sama ada di mamah umur, masa, atau manusia. Ayahnya, Tuan Ezar Lanris. Dari situlah bermulanya kisah Luqmaan bersama keluarga tirinya. Dia didera, diseksa tanpa henti, sehingga ke satu tahap di mana selang sehari sahaja pasti ada darah yang tumpah di lantai. Dan sudah tentu, itu darahnya. Darah dalam tubuh Luqmaan yang dipaksa keluar, sedikit demi sedikit, hingga dirinya semakin menghilang. Sebaliknya, kehidupan Elzafira Khayla jauh berbeza. Perjalanan hidupnya teratur, terlalu sempurna. Sejak kecil hingga dewasa, setiap langkah berada dalam kawalan yang rapi. Dengan bimbingan dan kasih sayang ibu bapanya, Khayla berjaya berdiri di puncak tertinggi. Di seluruh pelusuk dunia, berdirinya bangunan-bangunan megah milik sebuah syarikat yang tidak disangka dimiliki oleh seorang wanita. Pada usia muda, Khayla membina empayarnya sendiri. Pertemuan mereka berlaku tanpa dirancang. Khayla ketika itu dalam perjalan hendak pulang ke rumah. Namun pertemuan itu lah yang mengubah segalanya. Perkahwinan. Sesi mengenal satu sama lain. Fasa jatuh cinta. Pergaduhan. Penceraian. Dan akhirnya.. takdir mengambil tempat. Memisahkan dua insan yang baru sahaja mengenal erti cinta sejati. HNT, kisah yang dibawa masuk ke alam fiksi untuk membuka mata para pembaca bahawa tidak semua keluarga adalah tempat berlindung, tidak semua kekayaan menjamin kebahagiaan, dan tidak semua cinta ditakdirkan untuk bersama walau diperjuangkan Hingga Nafas Terakhir.

Three weeks after Lee Know falls into a coma, the dorm feels unbearably quiet. Han struggles with the emptiness he left behind, but the members, especially Felix and Hyunjin, refuse to let him face this alone.

They met after everything was already over. Two souls, walking the same path toward heaven. With nothing left but time, they shared pieces of themselves- their lives, their regrets, the words they never got to say. Somewhere between memories and silence... they found each other. And somewhere along the way- they fell in love. But some loves aren't meant to last forever.

"Look at these pictures of us." ⋆ ̊ ⋆୨♡୧⋆ ̊ ⋆ ⋆ ̊ ⋆୨♡୧⋆ ̊ ⋆ ⋆ ̊ ⋆୨♡୧⋆ ̊ ⋆ Everyone in town thinks they know who Gracie Winters is. To them, she's something to mock, something to blame for her mom's sins. To herself, she's just trying to live. She survives by staying quiet and hiding behind her camera, Photography is her refuge. She observes love, loneliness, and human connection without ever experiencing it herself. After losing the only two friends who ever truly believed in her, she learns how to be alone again. The bullying hasn't disappeared, but there are some small signs of change. Then, one afternoon in the cafeteria, a hand lands on her shoulder. That single touch sets everything in motion. It forces her to look up, to be seen, and to confront a connection she never thought she deserved. But as she keeps on focusing on the single touch, she realizes that love can be dangerous when it grows in the shadow of buried truths. 🪽🌃

Sinopsis: Hidup Langit perlahan mulai sunyi. Dunia yang ia kenal sejak kecil hancur oleh tragedi yang tak bisa ia lupakan, membuatnya menutup diri dari orang-orang di sekitarnya. Tidak ada kata bahagia lagi, tapi Langit tidak pernah mengeluh. Sampai ia bertemu dengan-Bulan. Bulan-gadis ceria yang selalu menebar tawa, mengubah segalanya. Kehadirannya membuat Langit merasakan hangat yang lama hilang bahkan saat suara disekitarnya semakin lama, semakin memudar. Ini sebuah kisah tentang cinta, kehilangan, dan keindahan yang muncul di tengah kesedihan-di mana seorang Langit yang rapuh menemukan Bulan yang menerangi, walau akhirnya harus merelakan.

Kiana Luz Dela Cruz, sister to Ethan Kyle Villareal's best friend, finds herself in an unexpected predicament. Ethan, desperate to avoid an arranged marriage to a business partners daughter, convinces Kiana to pretend to be his girlfriend. What starts as an awkward, fake romance to appease his parents soon blurs the lines, forcing them to confront unexpected feelings amidst the charade.

Chasing The Diamonds is all about a future lawyer fell in love with the future doctor. Months has passed they fell inlove with each other. But little that the girl don't know that they've met before. Until the time they broke up, the man didn't unlove the woman until his last breath.

In this book I'm letting you in to my little corner of overthinking.

𝗟𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝗮𝘁 𝘀𝗲𝗰𝗼𝗻𝗱 𝘀𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁 ~𝘍𝘪𝘳𝘴𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦𝘨𝘪𝘯 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩

I stared at his back. It looked like I was facing the end. The end I didn't think I would face. Maybe, just maybe... fate never wished to be on my side. If only I... if only I knew... My fists clenched. I bit my lip, hard, and drew blood. Maybe... "Hali..." My ragged breathing and quivering voice tormented his soul. He turned around. Erubescent orbs met azure ones. I smiled. But the void in me cut into his very being. "Hali, I..." I closed my eyes. "I am sorry." Cerulean butterflies started surrounding me, and he watched in horror as I slowly dissipated into the air, that small smile never leaving my face. "Let my butterflies love you, Hali. They won't leave you alone," he heard the wind whisper to him as his ruby eyes widened. He opened his mouth. "Taufan..." ____ I really wish I could be with Hali for the rest of my life, but it seems like... Fate has other plans for me and my cherished. These butterflies in me... They are ready to fly. Ready to escape. And live a life of their own. Thrive in the winds while I close my eyes. "Maybe this is it, Hali." ____

Some love stories do not end. They simply continue without you in them. Mukti was never the other woman. She was the second choice in a love story that had already ended before she ever stepped into it. For seven years, she waited. Not for grand gestures or pretty promises. Just for one moment where he would look at her, not as a replacement, not as a responsibility, but as the woman who stood beside him every single day. She lived in a marriage where nothing was cruel enough to complain about. Arjun was gentle. He was faithful. He loved their daughter with a devotion that never wavered. He spoke to Mukti, touched her, shared a home and a bed with her. And yet, he was never truly there. His heart remained somewhere in the past, holding onto a love he had lost and never learned to let go. "Woh kisi aur ke gham se ubhar hi nahi paaya, Aur main kisi apne ke hote hue bhi tanha reh gayi" In the letters Mukti never meant him to read, her truth finally unfolds. Of how she slowly disappeared. Of how she kept loving without being loved back. Of how loneliness learned to wear the mask of stability. Now Arjun is forced to face what he chose not to see. That while he mourned his past, he made his present live unloved. This is not a story of infidelity. It is the story of emotional absence, stretched across seven years, until waiting no longer felt like hope, but habit.

"Ti dona il rosso, Mia. Ti dona da morire." Jack non sapeva che quelle parole sarebbero state la sua condanna. Non sapeva che il rosso, quel giorno, era solo il riflesso della rabbia e del freddo sulle labbra di Mia, ma che un giorno sarebbe diventato il colore dell'asfalto bagnato sotto la pioggia. Tutto è iniziato con uno schizzo di fango fuori dai cancelli della Saint Jude. Un gesto d'odio, un gioco stupido nato dall'orgoglio di chi crede di essere intoccabile. Jack è il re della scuola, avvolto in un sorriso di plastica che nasconde il vuoto. Mia è un fiore d'inverno con una sciarpa a righe rosa e viola che lui ha deciso di calpestare per non ammettere di non poter smettere di guardarla. Ma tra i corridoi gelidi e i segreti sussurrati nell'ombra di una biblioteca, l'odio diventa un'ossessione che profuma di pioggia e cenere. Un amore che Jack non ha avuto il coraggio di ammettere davanti al mondo, finché il mondo non gliel'ha portata via per sempre. Questa è l'anatomia di un rimpianto. Il racconto di un ragazzo che ha imparato ad amare solo quando il cuore che stringeva tra le mani ha smesso di battere. Perché l'orgoglio uccide più della velocità. E a volte, l'ultimo battito è l'unico che impariamo ad ascoltare davvero.

"ඇයි රිද්දන්න මාවම තෝර ගත්තේ?" Start Day : 2026.02.18 End Day : ? #M.Wookiee

" နှလုံးသားတစ်ခုလုံး ကြေကွဲသွားစေမယ့် ဇာတ်လမ်းတစ်ပုဒ်.....'' ဇွဲမာန်ဟန်+ပန်းပုလဲလှိုင်

poems about life, love, sadness, and growing

𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐮𝐬𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐨, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐲𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐨-𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐩𝐮𝐧𝐜𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐯𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐲 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐢𝐦. Y/N is a 20-year-old fireball from the real world whose life is a chaotic mix of caring for her martial-arts-master grandfather and aggressively simping for 𝗦𝗲𝗽𝗵𝗶𝗿𝗼𝘁𝗵, the legendary silver-haired general of 𝐹𝑖𝑛𝑎𝑙 𝐹𝑎𝑛𝑡𝑎𝑠𝑦 𝑉𝐼𝐼. Between practicing roundhouse kicks and replaying her favorite boss fights, she never expected a console glitch to literally pull her into Midgar. ​She wakes up as an 𝗘𝗹𝗳-a mythical rarity with pointy ears and a mysterious connection to the Planet-but her "main character" moment is slightly dampened by her own clutziness. Despite her ability to take down a Behemoth with her bare fists (thanks to Grandpa's training), she can't seem to walk past Sephiroth without tripping over air or shouting something wildly inappropriate about his hair-care routine. ​Recruited by Shinra, Y/N's "Operation: Marry the General" actually starts to work. Her relentless yapping, infectious positivity, and refusal to treat Sephiroth like a cold god begin to thaw his icy heart. But as the dark truth of the Nibelheim incident looms, the comedy turns to tragedy. When Sephiroth descends into madness and fire, Y/N is forced to choose: follow her "idol" into the darkness or stand with Cloud and the "good guys" to save the man behind the monster.

a collection of poetry centered around ∘ heartbreak ∘ relationships ∘ healing from my personal midnight archives 𓏲ּ𝄢.