Overthinking Stories

❧Arrange Marriage❧ Vaishali Mohite, 25 years old, A girl who believes no one could fall in love with her because she is ugly and ordinary. Ravish Patil, 30 years old, A guy who waited his whole life to fall in love with his wife because he didn't believe that relationships before marriage could work. In a world where love is often fleeting, can they find a lasting connection within the bonds of tradition? ❦❧❦❧❦ Tropes Arrange Marriage Age Gap Slow Burn Romance Professor X Engineer He fell first; she fell harder. ❦❧❦❧❦ The story and plot is pretty simple with little to no drama. The story will contain three Pov's - Ravish, Vaishali and Author. Do give this story a try. At least read 10 to 15 chapters to form an opinion about the story. ❦❧❦❧❦ Started ~ 24th July 2025 Ended ~ 1st Nov 2025

There are books that tell stories, and there are books that quietly observe the mind as it unfolds. This is one of the latter. At first glance, these pages may seem simple, even familiar. A classroom, a conversation, a walk through ordinary spaces. But beneath that surface lies something far more subtle. The movement of thought itself. The way it repeats, lingers, questions and slowly begins to shape the way a person experiences the world. In this book, the smallest hesitation becomes significant. The quietest thought becomes heavy. The act of reflection, often seen as harmless, is explored here in its deeper form, where awareness begins to loop back on itself. This book does not demand interpretation. It does not attempt to instruct or resolve. Instead, it places the reader in the presence of a mind that thinks deeply, sometimes too deeply, until thinking itself becomes something to confront. In doing so, it gently asks a question that remains long after the pages are closed: When does awareness become weight? And perhaps more importantly, when does a mind need to learn how to let go?

From year to decades Izuku had fought to kill one person, one person who he thought deserved death than any other being that had existed on their planet , any villain he fought, and every creature that followed evil. All for One, the strongest villain the world had, but to Izuku he was nothing more than the one that had caused the death of his friends and family. He had seen everything because of All for One, the rise and fall of nations, showers of blood, and everything else that had pushed him to choking Shigaraki to death with his own hands. Watching the life drain out of him as he felt something welling up inside him. Whether it was glee or even more anger he didn't know, but once Shigaraki's eyes became lifeless it had all left him in an instant. He finally had nothing. Nothing to fight for, a reason to continue, or even a person to love.. for Izuku, he believed there was only one thing left for him to do. - Welcome to the Rewrite - This is going to be way longer than the first, I don't know by how much but I felt like the original left something to be desired so I'm going to take the time to flesh out the environment more and see what I can do around what was once not acknowledged.

Jude's pov of overthinking how sharpness are behaves around him Cover art is not mine. I found it on Pinterest and couldn't find the original artist. If you are the artist and want credit or removal, please contact me

You probably would've liked Melo if you met him before. The jokes, the confidence, the energy - he made everyone around him laugh. But this story doesn't start there. It starts after something changed. And the strange part is... even Melo doesn't know exactly when it happened.

Mira was never good at letting people get close. Behind dry replies, disappearing acts, and carefully built emotional walls was a girl who felt too much and said too little. Online, it was easier to hide. until three people slowly became part of her everyday life. Kian, who loved her more honestly than she knew how to accept. Dev, who made vulnerability look effortless. And Tara, who once tried to understand her silence before becoming hurt by it. What begins with late-night conversations, shared playlists, inside jokes, and endless notifications slowly turns into misunderstandings, distance, unread messages, and feelings no one knows how to explain. As friendships begin slipping through her fingers one by one, Mira is forced to confront the truth she spent years avoiding: sometimes people leave not because you stopped loving them, but because you never learned how to let them stay. People I Never Knew How to Keep is a deeply emotional novel about overthinking, emotional avoidance, online friendships that felt painfully real, and the quiet heartbreak of losing people who once felt like home.

"TOO LAZY TO EXPLAIN."

She was always there for everyone. But when she needed someone... nobody stayed. A story of betrayal, loneliness, rumors, strict parents and silent battles. Sab the. Par koi nahi tha.

This is a fictional coming of age story. It reflects general emotions and experiences, not real individuals or events.

Am I Enough? This is not a story with answers. This is a story made of questions. A quiet mind that kept wondering- Was I ever enough? Or was I just someone easy to leave behind? Through pages of doubt, comparison, breaking, and silence, this book walks through the thoughts we hide, the insecurities we never say out loud, and the questions that stay even when everything else is gone. Not every story heals. Not every heart finds closure. Some feelings remain- soft, heavy, and unanswered. And maybe... you will find a piece of yourself in these pages.

A quiet, emotional story about overthinking, fading connections, and the exhausting cycle of checking your phone hoping to feel noticed. It follows someone who slowly pulls away from people, only to realize that silence can feel just as loud as being ignored. As relationships shift and misunderstandings grow, they begin to question whether the problem is everyone else-or themselves.

Aarti is a quiet, emotionally overwhelmed girl who has spent most of her life feeling like she was never enough. Growing up in a household filled with pressure, criticism, and emotional distance, she slowly became someone who hides her pain behind silence. She overthinks everything, struggles with anxiety, and often feels more comfort inside fictional stories than in reality itself. Despite everything, Aarti is soft-hearted. She dreams deeply, loves quietly, and secretly wishes for a peaceful life away from constant expectations. More than success or money, she craves emotional safety - a small bakery of her own, peaceful mornings, warm coffee, and someone who would love her gently without making her feel like a burden. And then there is Agastya Raichand. At twenty-eight, Agastya is the CEO of Raichand Patisserie & Co., one of the country's most successful luxury bakery and café brands. Tall, charming, and effortlessly warm, he is the type of man who lights up every room he walks into. With black hair, brown eyes, and a smile capable of calming storms, Agastya appears to have a perfect life from the outside. But behind his cheerful personality hides a man who understands pain more than he lets people see. Unlike Aarti, Agastya learned how to carry his pain without letting it destroy him. He laughs loudly, comforts people naturally, and becomes warmth for everyone around him even when he himself is struggling. Where Aarti is quiet, Agastya is expressive. Where she hides, he reaches out. Where she sees herself as difficult to love, Agastya sees softness worth protecting. Aarti grew up reading stories about men like Agastya, never believing someone like that could exist in real life. Until life slowly brings her face to face with him. This story is about two emotionally wounded people finding comfort in each other while learning that love does not always have to hurt. Sometimes, love can feel like home too.?

This is not a romance story, a horror story, or any genre people usually think of when they hear the word "story." This is my life story. And no, I'm not successful. These pages are filled with my daily thoughts, realizations, untold stories, regrets, and the endless scenarios created by my own overthinking mind. Some moments were my fault, some were lessons, and some are still things I'm trying to understand. You can think of this as a public diary - a collection of thoughts I was never sure I should share, yet somehow ended up writing anyway. I don't know where my thoughts will lead me. I simply let them run wild.

She talked to everyone. Except the person she wanted to understand her. Some feelings were never spoken. Some wounds were never visible. And some stories stayed hidden behind fake smiles and late-night thoughts. Things I Never Said is a story about silence, overthinking, friendship, dreams, and the emotions we hide even from the people closest to us. Because sometimes... the hardest words to say are the ones we feel the most.

Ink Over Silence is a collection of everything I couldn't say out loud. The thoughts I swallowed. The emotions I hid. The version of me no one noticed breaking. Between pressure and identity, silence and emotion, breaking and becoming-these pages hold what words couldn't carry in speech. Because sometimes, silence is louder than words- and ink becomes the only way to survive it. And somewhere in the quiet, when everything feels too heavy to hold alone, there is grace.

Aadhya did everything right-studied, tried, waited. But two years later, she's still stuck. Not because she has no choices... But because every choice feels too heavy to make. While everyone else moves forward, she's left questioning herself, her path, and her pace. This isn't a story about having it all figured out. It's about feeling lost, overthinking everything... and learning to move forward anyway. Sometimes, you're not behind. You're just still becoming.

Why does something so small feel so big to her? Why does something so simple feel enough to him? When Logic Meets Emotion is not about who is right or wrong. It's about seeing the same relationship through two different minds-and finally understanding what's been misunderstood all along.

Some people don't leave your life- they just change shape in your mind. You're left holding onto versions of them that don't exist anymore when you should be moving through a life that expects you to let go. Time doesn't stop. You're caught somewhere between memory and reality.

A chaotic diary written by a mentally unstable teenager trying to survive school, relationships, identity and her own thoughts. About friendships, fear, anger, school and all the things I can't say out loud. People here are named after teas and flowers for privacy reasons... or maybe because it's easier to process that way, for they don't actually feel real. (Idk why I'm doing this. Could this be considered a vent..??)

a selected few poems.