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Do you think love stories are just for romantic women? Stories where everything always turns out for the best and love triumphs?
Sometimes there are happy endings, sometimes not. Love with its multiple faces: the infinite beauty of a smile and the tragedy of a broken heart, from joy to tears and from tears to joy again.
If you write love stories and if you think they are not only for incurable romantics, share your creations and submit your short stories, or just take a look around and enjoy the reading!
Written by Lara
When Assol was nothing but a child she lived with her father in a house near the sea. Her father used to make little models of ships and sell them at the town market.
One day he decided to make a little model for her daughter, but while he was going to put sails on it, he found out that all the white material was finished. How could he finish the... [READ THE STORY]
Written by Lara
It's a warm afternoon of May, Mr. and Mrs. Words are in their living room, Mr Words drinking a tea and his wife drinking a coffee. All around them everything is silent.
Mrs. Words sighs, she's standing in front of the glass door that leads into the garden and she's looking outside, her look lost in the spring landscape. She turns towards her husband who's drinking... [READ THE STORY]
Written by Lara
Me, never. He couldn't have said it better. Me, never.
Never as first and never after.
He stopped and looked around. He had left some weeks before and since then he had only met a beggar and an alley puppy dog. The beggar had looked at him with disgust. "Wanderers", he heard him grumbling while withdrawing his dirty hand to avoid any... [ READ THE STORY]
Written by Lara
A white piece of chalk in the hands of time and a blackboard.
A cloth in the hands of space and the same blackboard a few centimetres away.
A ten-minute delay in a small railway station in the country, an irregular square of strangers stuck in an ordinary train wagon. Ten minutes, what was needed to prepare a cup of hot tea... [READ THE STORY]
Written by Marta
The rectangular glass on the wall captured her attention. Beyond the window, her gaze lingered on an undecided sky. A brilliant sun was being held in hostage by dark clouds.
Around her, there was a constant and low rustling of pages. People were reading, writing, studying... [ READ THE STORY]
Written by Marta
Three months have passed since last time we met. Last week I saw you at a distance, you were walking with a friend. Suddenly you turned and noticed me. You looked at me for a brief instant, surprised, and then the trees of the avenue came between us... [ READ THE STORY]
Written by Lara
Velvet boots, close-fitting black jeans suitable for a girl without a trace of fat, violet top, jacket coupled with the trousers. Sleek blond hair. Green eyes. A radiant smile. Beauty is a matter of choice.
Nice words, thought Serena, looking away from the advertising poster before her. She glanced down. Her look couldn’t be compared to that of a model... [ READ THE STORY]
Written by Lara
One step after the other. Her hands busy holding up the hems of the crimson skirt. Agnese wasn't used to the austerity which reigned in that castle. To the rules which were in use. To the absurdity of that way of living. And yet it was also her way of living and the more she thought about it, the more she could understand it. A blond lock... [ READ THE STORY]
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