Even in death, the dead speak. ✘ ✘ ✘ An investigation is set off by a pair of sleuths after a recording arrives in their laps from the victim himself, detailing how he set off the very murder that killed him...
banquets of succulent peaches in tin cans and pretty boys with passionflowers blossoming from their cuticles.
stitching storms into lovers' thighs (poetry #1 / prose #1 - 061120) © VANGOHS, 2017
The adventures of the boy destined to die and the boy fated to kill him ©achillics
BLACK MIRROR meets PRETTY LITTLE LIARS in this multimedia thriller where an anonymous advice website gets hacked and the dark origins of the site start to come to light. (shortlisted for the 2017 wattys, #1 in mystery/thriller)
|| FEATURED IN THE OFFICIAL WATTPAD POETRY PROFILE UNDER THE READING LIST "STYGIAN SKIES-DARK"|| - 24/09/2020 ❝It wasn't lethal when you touched me, It was lethal when I tasted your touch. God forbid, it tasted like a blind's first see, Or a painter saturating his paints with a brush...
Superwinner of Wattpad India Awards Featured by WattpadIndia, WattpadMulticultural, TeenFiction, YA, FreetheLGBT and YaRomance Tulsi, an eighteen-year-old girl living in Mumbai has always been enraptured by her best-friend Lila and it takes only one playful kiss under the dancing beam of sunshine to irrevocably, beau...
"When you're black and white there's no use hiding in a field of colours," his umber eyes so solemn, "Anthony T. Hincks." But when Cillian looked at Oliver, he couldn't help but disagree, because to Cillian, Oliver was all the colours of the spectrum merged into one and then at screaming splendour and ref...
Cassalyn Diao is used to making enemies of all kinds, but none have ever come close to truly hurting her. So when she stumbles upon a plot that could set her nation back by years, she runs to her old allies at the Arecian Secret Service for aid. Marcus Dalton has been looking for Cass since their last disastrous last...
I've tried. but i've always failed to contain these thousand words in a few sentences, maybe im bad at expressing macro feelings in the few words that I'm limited to. you might think you know me enough because it's been a long time since i first waved at you and the love for the same artist started our very first conv...
[ poetry/letter ] oh autumn girl, you are the middle of the line between winter's hello and summer's goodbye © 2021 @uranium-girl disclaimer: i do not own any of the pictures, videos, or gifs; credits go to creators
Mahika and Amoli can't stand each other, but that's not the only thing they have in common. Mahika treats Amoli like she's childish. Amoli thinks Mahika is a stuck-up prude. But Mahika's best friend and Amoli's brother are getting married, so they can't ignore each other forever. If that wasn't the case, they wouldn't...
Where Aden finally gathers the courage to confess to Neo, but accidentally ends up almost killing him.
Confused, chaotic and closeted. If you ask Milo Jiang to describe himself in three words, those are the words he would choose. Mostly because his vocabulary is extremely limited. With a life full of routine, Milo spends his time studying for tests, failing them, and studying for them all over again. Until Xen Rathore...
❝Never knew loving could hurt this good.❞ When ordinary and boring Sebastian Faze meets Niko Salinger, a boy set on burning his lungs and ruining his future, Sebastian knows his whole life is bound to go somewhere different. This is a tale about two haphazardly ir...
Featured on @fright and @crime | A funny take on the serious lives of the people in Mona's life, where urban stories, death, and ducks keep them up at night. ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ Liza died of overdose. Her boyfriend Dennis likes to deflect from the pain by keeping himself busy. Her best friend Mona's coping mechanis...
Rifton Girls' High School is the most elite all-girls school in the city. With a strict scholarship-only admission, a grand school campus and plentiful funding from its wealthy alumni, it is no doubt that the already-talented young ladies within its halls will develop further into future leaders. Unfortunately for so...
flowers don't last forever, not even the pretty ones. [lowercase intended]
Sometimes it's not the butterflies that tell you you're in love. Sometimes, it's the pain. © 2020 mia ruby jane | all rights reserved [ unedited first draft | extended description inside ]
