Poppet was a girl who couldn't see life's beauty especially as her eyes lacked the ability to see color. Once, the moon felt pity for Poppet, so it gave its only boy in the moon to grant her happiness. The boy did not only give her joy, but also taught her that she didn't need color to see the beauty of life. ═══════════════ ☆featured in wattpadshortstory's reading list 1st place short story, gilded raven awards 2nd place short story, mise en scene awards 3rd place short story, hello 2021 awards ═══════════════ genre: short story / romance / fantasy gorgeous cover by: @LucidDream99 [completed]

Stories are written by the winners. Winners who never fail to paint themselves in a 'favorable' light. I've been called evil. Twisted. Strange. Heartless. All fair assessments; I dispute none of these claims. In fact, I hold my head high while confessing to the evil, twisted, strange, and heartless things that I've done. The things, those ignorant of the truth, would condemn. But all people are capable of all things under the right conditions, good or bad. Don't believe me? I dare you to read my story and tell me if you would have--could have--done things differently. One of your most beloved fairy tale classics retold. Get all sides of the story.

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a composition of poems on nature. I have a belief that nature is for everyone. In its simple forms, it is the most understanding, relatable and trustable. Since that is what I think, I write poems about nature in its simplest forms. No exorbitant vocabulary, for I think, the more the flair with which the writer writes, the more is the complexity with which the reader reads, the poem starts to lose its meaning. Since nature is for everyone to understand, I write with hopes that my poems also do the same. If you are reading my book, I hope you like my works and I hope it does justice to what you had in your imagination.

Emma Cooper has spent her life playing it safe-good grades, perfect boyfriend, and just enough rebellion to be relatable. But one impulsive summer night shatters her carefully curated world when a chaotic house party ends in betrayal, a breakup, and a rescue by the last person she expected: Danny Stevens-the boy with the haunted eyes and sugar-sweet coffee order. Drawn together by a shared ache they don't yet understand, Emma and Danny tumble into an intense connection that's both comforting and dangerous. As Emma navigates the fallout of old love and the pull of something new, she's forced to confront what it really costs to fall-for someone broken, for someone real, for someone who might just be everything she's been running from.