Sensitive Stories

Moving back to her old home in Paris, Flora, a kind and free-spirit teenage girl has come here to change her ways and have her new life, including to pursue her dream of becoming a great dancer. As shy and sensitive she is, she doesn't trust people easily except her new friends, Marinette and Adrien. Then, her life changed when she becomes the third Paris' wolf hero, Luna Lupus. #1 Moonlight, February 2026 #1 then later #4 latinaoc, December 2025

Chaos and calm sound strange together, right? But in this story, they exist! Our chaos, Nimisha Sharma, will meet Our calm, Kaavish Mehta, in a way that feels like thunder melting into a gentle breeze, leaving behind butterflies in your stomach.

"To Mingi─I still believe monsters live under my bed." mingi x yeosang

"You leave me breathless. I just hope I'm not loving you too late" College roommates feel comfortable - like a bond that doesn't need a label to be real However, the stillness in the night might be too soft. Jeongin X Chan Smut warning (Chan top, Jeongin bottom)

අන්ධකාරය විතරක් මට උරුමයි...හැමදාම ඇහෙන ඒ මූසල සද්ද මගේ මුළු ඔළුවම සද්ද වලින් පුරෝලා තියෙනවා....තාමත් මම ඒ මූසල ලෝකෙ තනි වෙලා....🍂 [ මෙය මාගේ මනසේ ගොඩනැගුනු මනඃකල්පිත කතාංගයක් වන අතර නම්, ගම්, චරිතද සත්‍ය නොවන අතර....මාගේ/ කතෘගේ අවසරයකින් තොරව විවිධ සමාජ මාධ්‍ය තුළ සහ pdf ගතකිරීම වැනි දෑ කිරීමට තහනම් බවත් නීතිමය ක්‍රියාමාර්ග ගැනීමට කටයුතු කරන බවත් දන්වා සිටිමි..!! ]

Welcome to this bunch, hope you don't get so sad

They were never meant to meet. Two souls born under skies that could never touch - bound by different beliefs, guarded by different rules. She whispered her prayers to Mahadev. He bowed his head to Allah. She moved through life in quiet dreams, collecting magic from the smallest moments. He lived in a world of noise and applause, untouched by the weight of love. Every stolen glance was a prayer she never said aloud. Every smile from him was sunlight she wasn't meant to hold. To him, she was just another passerby. To her, he was the untold story etched between every heartbeat - the one her soul kept writing, even when her hands could not.

Poems written in the space between thoughts and feelings.

"These hidden poems, previously kept to myself, now stand exposed to the world, a light for those who may find comfort or support in the shared experience of pain and trauma. Witness the dark realities of life through the lens of a writer unafraid to dive into the harsh world we live in."

♡︎ 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘴𝘦 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘮𝘺 𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘵 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘥𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘪 𝘧𝘢𝘭𝘭.

Lena Voss escaped her soul-crushing, low-paying corporate job hoping the remote family farm would be her fresh start. But when she meets her only neighbor - overweight, lonely, and dangerously obsessed 57-year-old Harry Becker - quiet countryside days turn into something far more intense. As the wind keeps lifting her shirt and exposing her sensitive skin, Harry's hidden desires begin to surface. A slow-burn story of obsession, forbidden tension, tickling, navel play, and a confident young woman who has no idea how vulnerable she really is in the middle of nowhere.

Jungkook × Taehyung × Jimin

මැරෙන්න හිතෙන වෙලාවට අල්ලන් ඉන්නේ කොහොමද කියලා මට කියලා දෙන්න පුල්ලුවන්ද? ඔව්, මටත් දැන් මැරෙන්න හිතිලා තියෙන්නේ.

"I'm with the Ressistance. I'm your enemy. How can you still want to be with me?" "You could never be my enemy, Asta." He says, eyes filled with so much emotion. I sigh, reaching up to cup his cheeks with my hands. "When did you get so good at saying the right thing, hmm?" I mutter. "Its true. Nothing you do will ever make me love you less." "You- you love me? Still?" I whisper, heart fluttering. "I never stopped." He smiles, reaching for my waist and lifting me onto his lap. ________ Asta Talian had almost accepted a lifetime of slavery on Jakku, until Rey came along and saved her. Every since, the two were unseperable. That is until the First Order come to the sandy planet, looking for a BB droid the girls just so happen to have saved the night before. Asta is captured, but what happens when the man behind the mask, is her long lost childhood friend. Will sparks fly? Or will the battle between dark and light chocke the flame altogether. _________________

•|| Siya & Dev ||• {An Indian lovestory bounded with misery.} Siya steps into a world where time stands still and shadows hold secrets of a love long buried. As she unravels the threads of her connection to the enigmatic Dev, she discovers a truth darker than she could have imagined. Who is he, and why does her heart ache for a life she's never known? In this web of passion, betrayal, and the supernatural, some mysteries are meant to remain unsolved... or are they? (This book is not fully based on supernatural things . Only The main characters will have some dreams related to their past . It will be a past as a remainder and present as an action book .) • Dev Singh Rathore: A famous buisness man of india and the new king of Rajasthan after his father . He is very cruel and don't give up until he takes what he wants ....but time comes to a halt when he meets her ? Who? Siya !! But two worlds can't be aligned right! They both are enemies. • Siya Singh: A sensitive girl with kind heart. She is the middle child of the family - ignored one . Her whole childhood she ached for love . She is an poet , story writer but no one knows . She is famous for being sassy and utterly beautiful lady yet no one knows . She loves people who act like people not some trashy people who act like kind and then do dirty things . She knows every person up to down , and outside to inside . She is broken. 1.Forbidden love 2.Supernatural 3.Enemy to lovers 4.Cruel× broken Don't copy paste my work it's whole heartedly my hardwork. Pics are taken from Pinterest.

Life can sometimes give you lemons, often you can feel like a menace to society, more importantly to your own self. Life is always black and white. There is a hope that blooms in my heart, wanting to capture the true colors. But time to time that feels impossible. Until I saw you. You were my color in a field full of sunflowers. All those colors where only black and white but you.. I saw you in all colors. That day felt like a new start, the start of the innocence of 29 days. This is my first book, written from a place of emotion, memory, and quiet longing. Any kind of support means more than you know. Feel free to leave your thoughts - I'd love to hear how the story made you feel. I hope you find a part of yourself in these pages.

BEST FRIENDS TO LOVERS 💭 ( BTS Jeon Jung Kook fanfiction🍷🐰 ) Everyone in the city knows Jeon Jungkook is trouble. The boy with the dangerous reputation, the reckless habits, and the attitude that makes people stay away. Rules mean nothing to him, and he never cares about what others think. To the world, he is the definition of a bad boy. But there is one person who has always stayed by his side. His childhood best friend. She is everything he is not... gentle, innocent, and kind. While others fear him, she still sees the boy she grew up with. The boy who once protected her, laughed with her, and promised to never leave her side. But growing up changes everything. What happens when friendship slowly begins to feel like something more? When stolen glances last a little longer... and hearts begin to beat differently? Will one of them fall in love first? Will they risk their friendship for love? Or will they remain just best friends forever? A story about a bad boy, an innocent girl, and the complicated feelings that grow between them.

Six-year-old Wyarin once believed her home was a place of warmth and happiness. But slowly, the laughter in her house fades and is replaced by constant arguments between her parents. While her father appears kind and friendly to everyone outside, inside the house he becomes a stranger to his own family. As the fights grow louder and the silence grows heavier, little Wyarin learns to hide her feelings behind quiet smiles, colors, and paintings. This story shows the loneliness that will slowly shape her life.

No matter how perfect things turn . First love is....different, the innocence, the spark, the care, the mistakes. It can't be recreated again Its true, first love sparks hit different but it doesn't mean second chance doesn't worth it..... Might the innocence, the spark won't be same. But other ? Things like 'maturity', 'understanding', 'trust' will create something deep and different. Something beautiful So join this journey . Where first love get chance to be second This story is of NAYAN MALHOTRA and TARA SINGHANIYA Nayantara✨️ But there is a surprise ... its not just a love story

Teachers Who See Strength in Sensitivity is a poetry collection offered in tribute to the kind teachers who recognized strength within me when others saw only sensitivity, and a student quietly struggling with life. My earliest classroom memories begin in Zahle, Lebanon, where I was blessed with a gentle and attentive kindergarten teacher named Mademoiselle Ghada. She often remarked to my parents that I was unusually mature for my age and, as she was studying psychology, even conducted a small observational study of my development. I did not write a poem about her, as my memories from that time are faint due to my young age, yet her kindness remains an important part of my story. The poems in this collection begin with my first teacher in Hostenbach, Saarland, Germany, then move to my most meaningful high-school teachers, and finally to the university professors who taught me in Windsor, Ontario, Canada. Together, these poems honor the brilliant educators who guided me with patience, compassion, and respect. They are written for teachers who understood that grades do not always measure a student's worth, and that effort, empathy, and humanity truly matter. Through memory and reflection, each poem carries moments that shaped my heart, my mind, and my soul. This collection is a quiet and sincere expression of gratitude to the teachers who recognized that kindness and sensitivity are not weaknesses, but the highest forms of wisdom.