Younglove Stories

Anneliese is an empathetic, goofy, outgoing young woman who has struggled finding a place to discover herself. Often looking for new ways to meet friends, she wouldn't pass the opportunity to chat someone up. Even a stranger at the diner she works at to pass time and support herself. A dedicated man takes to the nativity of Anneliese. He's direct and prefers to keep to himself. Even an isolated man by choice can't withstand Anneliese's pull. Gravitating towards her, he manages to bring her a sense of comfort to the new beginnings in life. Not all beginnings are as true as they let off. ~ ❀ ~ I can't help but stare at her. Her face, lips, and smile, and her nose. Even her long, curled lashes. "Let's do a butterfly kiss!" She exclaims, pulling my face close suddenly. Kiss? My heart hammers in my chest, my breath hitching. Her small hands hold my face close to hers. It's not very forceful, I could pull away if I wanted to, but I let her have control. Her hands are warm and soft against my jaw. Getting closer, her eyes lashes flutter and I find myself holding my breath. She brushes her lashes to mine, her breath fanning against my lips. Subconsciously, I lean forward, wanting my lips to be on hers. June flutter her lashes, grazing her lashes to mine. Out of nowhere she bursts out in a fit of laughter. I flinch back. Butterfly kiss. That was not a fucking kiss. ~ ❀ ~ #1 cliche 2025 #1 sweatheart 2025 #1 opposites 2026 *Warning* Mature themes will be covered (language, actions, etc).

𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐨𝐟𝐟-𝐥𝐢𝐦𝐢𝐭𝐬, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐝𝐞𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭. 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐢𝐭 𝐝𝐢𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐩 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐨 𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐮𝐫𝐲. 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐛𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐧 -𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐢𝐭 𝐟𝐞𝐥𝐭 𝐬𝐨 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝.

In which June Howard tries so hard to stay away from Isaac Garcia but fails to do so - a isaac garcia story, completed until season three [slow burn] My Life With the Walter Boys also not edited so don't judge... © waripz || 2025

"i think ive always loved you" "i think ill always love you"

A collection of painful/heartbreaking stories about Wednesday&Tyler. Their love is as strong and overwhelming as tragic and full of suffering. If you want to cry for them - it's a perfect place. If you have an idea you'd like to see here - tell me in the comments and I'll try to write it. If you prefer more positive, healing conetnt - check my other work named "WEYLER Fluff One-Shots Collection".

To admire "regard (an object, quality, or person) with respect or warm approval." Yuta had admiration for one person. Their name was... Maki had no admiration or respect for anyone or herself. That's what she thought before she met... Yuta had poor social skills, but he had friends... and interests. -YutaMaki-

📌 This story is divided into Seasons 📌 ✨ The story may look long, but each Season is its own beautiful phase of their journey - easy to follow and binge-read! Season 1- ✔️ Season 2- ✔️ Season 3- ✔️ This is a story about Shaurya and Vritika. A shy fresher. A campus star with a hidden heartbreak. When their worlds brush against each other in the chaos of fate, neither knows what's changing within them only that something is. A story of laughter and late-night chai, of friendships and heartbreak, of love that doesn't always need to be spoken to be felt. This is Adhoora Safar - slow-burn, emotional, and deeply human.

Patricia no longer believes in love because of her painful past. She grew up convinced that life is better without it. But everything changes when she meets her professor, Devon. The moment their eyes meet, she feels an inexplicable spark she cannot ignore. Torn between her growing feelings and the professional boundaries that separate them, Patricia is faced with a difficult decision. Will she let her heart take the lead, or will she keep her emotions hidden forever? Patricia: " I really like him! Pero hanggat maari, hanggat maaga pa ay pipigilan ko. Sasarilinin ko na muna hanggang sa mawala. Dahil Professor ko siya at estudyante niya ako. Hindi magandang tingnan na nagkaroon ako ng pagtingin sa kanya." Devon: "There's this girl who makes my heart skip a beat and no one else ever has... Siya lang ang nakakagawa nito sakin." REMINDER: This is a taglish story.

❁𑁍]. . .• 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒂𝒍𝒐𝒏𝒈 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒎𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒑 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒄𝒉𝒊𝒍𝒅𝒉𝒐𝒐𝒅 𝒇𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒔 𝒊𝒏 𝒈𝒂𝒎𝒆 𝑪𝒐𝒐𝒌𝒊𝒆 𝑹𝒖𝒏 𝑲𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒅𝒐𝒎. 𝑾𝒆'𝒍𝒍 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒇𝒖𝒏! ꕥ☃︎ 🇦 🇹 🇪 🇳 🇹  🇮 🇴 🇳  𝖳𝗁𝖾𝗌𝖾 𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝗡𝗢𝗧 𝗆𝗒 𝗁𝗂𝗌𝗍𝗈𝗋𝗒𝗌. Th𝗂𝗌 𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗋𝖾𝖽 𝖻𝗈𝗈𝗄 𝗕𝗘𝗟𝗢𝗡𝗚𝗦 𝗍𝗈 @CakeHoundLily ¡¡𝗦𝗛𝗘 𝗜𝗦 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗔𝗨𝗧𝗛𝗢𝗥 @CakeHoundLily!! I just translate ( ˘ ³˘)♥︎ •Tʜᴇʀᴇ ᴡɪʟʟ ʙᴇ sʜᴏʀᴛ sᴛᴏʀɪᴇs ғʀᴏᴍ ᴅɪғғᴇʀᴇɴᴛ AUs, ᴀɴᴅ ɪғ ᴀ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ᴇɴᴅs ᴜᴘ ᴛᴏᴏ ʟᴏɴɢ, ɪ ᴍɪɢʜᴛ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ᴀ sᴇᴄᴏɴᴅ ᴘᴀʀᴛ. • Sᴏᴍᴇ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ sʜɪᴘs ᴍɪɢʜᴛ ᴀᴘᴘᴇᴀʀ. • Tʜᴇ ɪᴍᴀɢᴇs ᴀʙᴏᴠᴇ ᴀʀᴇ ɴᴏᴛ ᴍɪɴᴇ. • Mᴏsᴛ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴇɴᴛ ᴡɪʟʟ ʙᴇ ғᴀᴍɪʟʏ-ғʀɪᴇɴᴅʟʏ. • Tʜᴇ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴡɪʟʟ ᴛᴀᴋᴇ ᴛɪᴍᴇ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ᴜᴘʟᴏᴀᴅᴇᴅ. • Sᴏᴍᴇ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴡɪʟʟ ɴᴏᴛ ғᴏʟʟᴏᴡ ᴛʜᴇ ᴏʀɪɢɪɴᴀʟ sᴛᴏʀʏʟɪɴᴇ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ɢᴀᴍᴇ.

He plays with a bat. She fights with books. Two completely different worlds-cricket stadiums filled with roaring crowds and silent nights filled with endless pages. He lives under the spotlight, chasing centuries. She lives in pressure, chasing her dream of becoming a doctor. They were never supposed to meet. And even if they did... they were never supposed to stay. But life doesn't always follow logic. Between matches, expectations, distance, and dreams that demand everything-will they choose love? Or will they choose the lives they've worked so hard for? Because sometimes, love isn't just about staying together... it's about surviving everything that tries to tear you apart. A story of ambition, chaos, distance, and a love that dares to go more than a century. Maybe they were written in different worlds... but somehow, the same story.

Madeline is a young girl that has to leave her old life behind and move to Cornwall, England, for her father's new job. She's forced to give up her life long dream of figure skating because of the circumstances, and decides to pursue dance instead. Along her journey of trying to fit in a new country and finding peace in the change, she bonds with a boy that shows her that starting fresh doesn't have to be all negative.

Khizaan ki shaam hoon main - Tu hai nayi subah Khilengi jahaan bahaarein sabhi - Mujhe tu wahaan paayega Milunga main iss tarah - Waada raha Tujhe jeena hai mere bina 🖤 Phir bhi yeh socha dil ne - Ab jo laga hoon milne Poochhu tujhe ek baar Aisi kabhi pehle hui naa thi khwaahishein 🤍

𝖨 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾 𝗆𝖾 𝖾𝗇𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖻𝗈𝗍𝗁 𝗈𝖿 𝗎𝗌. 𝖳𝗁𝖺𝗍'𝗌 𝗐𝗁𝗒 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗍𝗋𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝗆𝖾 𝖨 𝗄 𝗇𝗈𝗐 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖻𝖾𝖾𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁 𝗆𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗇 𝗆𝗈𝗌𝗍 𝗈𝖿 𝗎𝗌. 𝖲𝗈 𝗐𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎? 𝖶𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎, 𝘄𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝘀𝗼 𝗮𝗳𝗿𝗮𝗶𝗱 𝗼𝗳? 𝖥𝗋𝗈𝗆 𝖳𝗂𝗆𝖾 𝖡𝗒 𝖣𝗋𝖺𝗄𝖾 𝖥𝗍 𝖩𝗁𝖾𝗇é 𝖠𝗂𝗄𝗈 ↻ ◁ || ▷ ↺

It started with a conversation on a school bus. It turned into something she couldn't name. And before she knew it, he became the one person she couldn't go a day without. But love, at the wrong time, has a way of breaking you. Years later, in a different country, with a different life and unfamiliar choices- she finds herself standing between who she was and who she has become. And the question she once avoided now feels impossible to ignore: "Is first love meant to last... or just to change you?"

Sixth form was supposed to be Aaliyah Grant's fresh start. New school. New goals. No distractions. But everything changes the moment she locks eyes with Jaden Blake-the boy every girl wants... and every girl warns her about. He's charming, confident, and completely off-limits. Still, Aaliyah finds herself drawn into a dangerous kind of love-one filled with late-night secrets, stolen kisses, jealousy, and betrayal. And when friendships start to crumble and rumors spread like wildfire, she realizes too late that love isn't always safe. Because one mistake... can change everything. Now Aaliyah is forced to face heartbreak, harsh judgment, and a life she never planned for. With her future on the line and emotions running high, she must decide- Is he worth the pain? Or is this one lesson she should've learned the hard way?

The one where a sports journalist falls for the golden boy footballer or The one where the granddaughter of Florentino Perez and the golden boy of the rival team falls in love

This is not just a love story... it's a story of what love becomes when honesty starts to fade. They were never supposed to be perfect - just real. A boy who loved deeply, purely, and without limits... and a girl who loved too, but was constantly searching for something more. In the beginning, it felt like forever. Late-night talks, promises, dreams - everything felt right. But slowly, things changed. Silence replaced conversations. Distance replaced closeness. And attention... became a need instead of a feeling. She said she loved him. He believed her. But behind the words were secrets he never saw coming - conversations with others, moments that crossed lines, truths hidden under lies. He stayed... not because he didn't see the truth, but because he loved her more than he loved himself. She stayed too... but not in the same way. This is a story of love that existed... but was never enough. Of loyalty that was given... but never returned equally. Of two hearts connected by feelings, but divided by choices. Sometimes, love doesn't end because you stop loving... it ends because you finally see the truth. And when the illusion breaks... you realize, it was never "us" to begin with.

🌸Jo bhi jitne pal jiyoon, unhein tere sang jiyoon Jo bhi kal ho ab mera, usey tere sang jiyoon Jo bhi saansein main bharoon, unhein tere sang bharoon Chahe jo ho raasta, usey tere sang chaloon🌸 ________________________________________ Kashish And Aryan grew up in the same lane,same school where childhood memories cling to every wall.Things come to change when they both part ways due to some personal issues.Will they ever meet again?🙈 ________________________________________

Every summer, Jonathan's family, all of his family meet up and stay in their large beach house, which has been owned by the family for years. While the house with its porch and beach view is amazing in its self, summer becomes interesting when a highschool best friend invites her self to join the family gathering. Feelings Jonathan's never felt for Addison arise, will it be difficult to suppress this young love in front of all his family?

I was small, the world too big, but he was always there- a hand stretched out, a laugh that made me feel safe. He spoke softly,like my name was a secret treasure, like every word could mend the cracks I didn't know I had. I followed him with wide eyes, believing in a magic he didn't even know he gave me. He let me climb on his shoulder, let me peek at the skies he painted,held my childhood in the warmth of his older smile. I didn't know then that love could start in quiet, in simple sweetness, that a boy who held my sun could become the reason my heart learned to bloom. I remember him-not the man he became, but the boy I thought was magic, older than my world,gentle in ways I couldn't name. He held my small hand like it was the only thing worth holding, lifted me to see the stars before I even knew how to wish. His laughter was a soft sun that warmed the edges of my childhood. I remember tracing the curve of his smile, the quiet way he let me speak, the patience in his eyes as if he knew the storms I hadn't yet learned to weather. And now, years later, I can still hear that voice in the silence of my grown-up rooms, still feel the ghost of his warmth on nights that feel too long, and wonder if he ever knew how much his gentle older hands shaped the girl I became. There's sweetness in that memory, but also a sting- because time moves, people change, and the boy who held my sun is just a shadow in my chest that I carry like a secret ache. And maybe that's what Echoes of an Older Summer really means. Not just remembering a season. But being haunted by the warmth that once touched you. A softness that ended. A closeness with no title. A love that existed strongest in private-and hurt most in daylight. An echo is proof something real was there. Even after it's gone. And Frost? He was six months of tenderness that my heart still measures years by.