Dating
The Dangerous Lover
(Dark Romance - Part 7) "This is what true love really is, Neela. This is what a sacred relationship looks like. The fact that you still feel this way proves that you were truly Shraban's wife. And from what I’ve seen, that boy loves you madly," said Neela’s mother.
By Sabiha Sums10 months ago in Confessions
Why Dating Apps Aren’t the Best Foundation for Love
In today’s fast-paced digital world, dating apps have become the go-to method for meeting potential partners. With a simple swipe, you can connect with dozens—even hundreds—of people, all promising romance, chemistry, or at least a fun conversation. However, despite the fact that these platforms make introductions simpler, they frequently fail to cultivate the kind of deep, enduring relationships that thrive in real life.
By Morsalin Russell10 months ago in Confessions
A Cup of Coffee and a Chance Encounter
As Amelia entered the café and brushed the snow from her coat, the bells above the door jingled sweetly. The smell of freshly brewed coffee enticed her to exhale, and the place's warmth enveloped her like a blanket. After weeks of dreary skies, it was one of the few January mornings when the sky appeared nearly blue.
By MD SHAMIM RANA10 months ago in Confessions
Rules for a Strong Marriage
''Rules for Relationship Every Married Couple Must Follow.'' So, whether you're newly getting into a relationship or have been in one for some time, rules can help you level up. Simply follow these rules below and just watch the magic unfold.
By Rohitha Lanka10 months ago in Confessions
Illusion
The rain had just begun to fall, a soft, hesitant drizzle, as if the sky itself was caught in a moment of reflection, unsure whether to unleash a torrent or simply weep gentle tears. Arjun sought refuge under the worn awning of a quaint bookstore, the kind of place that held the scent of aged paper and whispered secrets, a sanctuary filled with forgotten pages and echoes of old memories. He wasn’t there seeking escape from the rain's melancholy embrace, nor was he drawn by the silent promise of the books within. He simply craved silence—a rare and precious commodity in his usually bustling world.
By Shades of Faith 10 months ago in Confessions
I Fell for a Fantasy: Dating Someone Who Only Loved Me Online
The Internet Made It Feel Real - Until I Met Him in Person It started with fire emojis. Then the late-night replies. The inside jokes. The saved voice notes. The “good morning” texts that made my heart race.
By Lily10 months ago in Confessions
Between Smecta and a Portrait of Him
I’ve had diarrhea for four days. That’s where this starts. I thought it was over, so I pushed my luck—three coffees in one day, comfort food like I hadn’t tasted in weeks. But no, it wasn’t over. My body reminded me the way it always does when I try to sprint through fatigue, or emotions, or limits I pretend I don’t have.
By Lola Sense10 months ago in Confessions
"A Sliver of the Moon and a Cup of Coffee: A Love Letter Lost in Time"
Chapter 1: The Old Letter's Mystery Nina had never imagined that an ordinary day would turn into something so unexpected. It all started when she found an old letter in her late grandmother’s attic. She had never really paid much attention to the attic, but today, something urged her to explore. It was a dusty, cluttered space, filled with forgotten memories. But amongst the forgotten trinkets, the letter caught her eye. It was old, yellowing at the edges, and sealed with a faded wax stamp.
By Mohammad Helal10 months ago in Confessions
It was always about the littlest things
You know those moments that light you up like a forestfire, the circumstances, people, entities, stories, words or notions that trigger something in you. That makes you act differently, to approach your life differently, to stride a different walk or embrace a new mindset. These are often quite moments that we think are insignificant, but are in reality monumental transgressions of metamorphosis, where everything changes, but also nothing changes.
By Hridya Sharma10 months ago in Confessions
