September 13, 2025
The train station was packed, rain pouring relentlessly outside. He sighed, eyeing the storm through the glass doors. “Guess I’m stuck here.” A woman beside him tapped his shoulder, holding out her umbrella. “We can share.” Surprised, he met her gaze. “Really?” She shrugged. “I don’t mind the company.” They walked in step, the rain […]
September 6, 2025
The rain came down in sheets, drenching the city streets. She cursed under her breath, hugging her bag to her chest. “Forgot your umbrella?” a deep voice asked. She turned to see a man holding out his—dark hair damp, a teasing smile playing on his lips. “I—yeah,” she admitted. He shifted closer, tilting the umbrella […]
August 30, 2025
She found the first note in a secondhand copy of a classic novel. “Whoever owned this before me, do you think the protagonist deserved his ending?” Intrigued, she scribbled back. “No. But maybe that’s the point.” Weeks later, another book, another reply. “You’re probably right. But I still wish he got his happy ending.” The […]
August 23, 2025
The curse demanded silence; she would die if she ever spoke his name. For years, she had obeyed, calling him love, darling, my heart. As he lay dying, the silence became a weight she could no longer bear. She cupped his face, her tears tracing paths on his skin. She leaned close, her breath a ghost against his […]
August 16, 2025
She had forgotten him. Every morning, the curse wiped her memories clean. But every night, he made her fall in love with him all over again. She tilted her head at him, curiosity flickering in her eyes. “Do I know you?” His throat tightened. “Not yet.” A familiar ache settled in his chest as he […]
August 9, 2025
The curse kept them apart. Every time he touched her, pain lanced through his body, burning like fire. But he couldn’t stay away. “I don’t care,” he rasped, gripping the edge of the table to keep from reaching for her. “I’d rather suffer than never touch you again.” Tears welled in her eyes. “There’s another […]
August 2, 2025
At the masquerade ball, they danced. No names, no faces—just movement, laughter, the press of hands. “You feel familiar,” he murmured. She smiled. “Maybe we’ve met before.” The clock tower chimed twelve times, and the masks stayed on. “Will I ever see you again?” he asked. She hesitated, then whispered with a smirk, “If you […]