Heartbreak doesn't hit like a truck. It hits like a text from your ex in the middle of Moroccan dinner, like a stare from across Chemistry class, like a memory you can't delete. This is the story of a girl who didn't need to be saved - because she was the storm. Sharp, emotional, and sarcastic - a teen monologue-turned-manifesto.

In a world where secrets are deadly and trust is a luxury,Lena Mendoza is on a mission to uncover the truth behind her parents' mysterious deaths. Desperate for answers, she lands a job at V.E.I.L, a covert organization with more ties to her past than she could ever imagine. As she dives deeper into her investigation,Lena crosses paths with Liam, the older brother of her best friend, and discovers they share a dark connection-Operation Blackthorn, the mission that claimed both their parents' lives. With danger lurking at every turn, Lena must rely on her skills and newfound allies, including her close friend William, to navigate the treacherous waters of espionage and betrayal. But as tension builds and secrets unravel,Lena and Liam find themselves drawn to each other, their simmering attraction threatening to complicate their mission. In this high-stakes game of deception, can they uncover the truth without losing themselves-or each other-along the way?

Welcome to the Veil or rather-my condolences. A slow-burn fantasy with a hint of romance, a pinch of action and mystery and a generous sprinkle of dark humour. Here you'll find mean angels, polite demons and grim reapers escorting souls (saints, sinners and mostly, comely ones) while juggling afterlife paperwork. Meet Clark Parker, ex-saint turned scourge of hell turned reaper, in search of her proverbial 'soulmate' while she fights rogue souls and deals with death and bureaucracy. *** Synopsis: For 500 years, she has been condemned to suffer. Clark Parker is reincarnated thirteen times, only to live a cruel life. In her final life, she dies a Saint, and the Veil offers her release: a chance at peace, at bliss-rebirth without sorrow. She refuses. Clark doesn't want to come back. She wants answers. But the truth she seeks lies deep within the Old Archives, a place forbidden to all but reapers. And she isn't one-not yet. To become an envoy of death, she must destroy what remains of her grace and taint her soul. And there is only one place to break a Saint: Hell. There, among the ruined and the wretched, she will rise. Through torment. Through the ranks of demons, and ascend as a reaper. But the closer she comes to the truth, the colder the world becomes. Because some secrets are chained for a reason. And some names should stay in the dark. [updates every weekend]

At thirteen, Isla and Rowan made a promise beneath a summer sky: If we're not married by thirty, we'll marry each other. It was just a joke. A pinky-swear. A scribble in a shared notebook. Fourteen years later, Isla returns to their lakeside hometown for the first time in years-grieving, lost, and more unsure of herself than ever. When she and Rowan reunite to pack up his late mother's house, they stumble across that forgotten pact buried in a dusty attic box. Now in their late twenties and feeling behind in a world that keeps racing ahead, the two spend the summer checking off unfinished memories from their childhood bucket list-and slowly rediscovering a version of themselves they thought they'd lost. But time changes people. And maybe, some pacts aren't meant to last. A wistful, slow-burn love story about friendship, grief, growing up, and finding your way back-to each other, and to yourself.

Damian Montague a powerful CEO who thrives on control, his world dominated by business and his own rigid rules. He doesn't understand sports and certainly doesn't care about the cheerleaders who bring energy to the games. That is, until he meets Kylie Castellan-a fiery 20-year-old Dallas Cowboys cheerleader and finance college student whose undeniable charisma turns his world upside down. There's one thing Damian can't seem to shake: he wants her. Not just for her beauty or her vibrant energy, but because he craves control over her-a desire to make her dance only for him, to claim her and her attention in a way no one else can. She belongs on the field, dazzling a crowd, but all he can think about is taking her out of that spotlight and making her his. His to command. His to protect. His to break and rebuild, until the only thing she lives for is him.

After the world fell apart, all they had was each other. In the aftermath of a devastating pandemic, a group of friends must navigate survival, loss, and the quiet resilience of human connection. This isn't just a story about the end...it's about what remains, and the people who choose to stay. Disclaimer: This story may contain minor BL (Boys' Love) elements. It may also include scenes of violence, blood, and gore that may be disturbing to some readers. Reader discretion is advised. Updates twice a month on the 10th and 25th!

When the radios go silent, survival begins. Staff Sergeant Cole and his squad were sent to guard a highway checkpoint-Amist a full scale invasion of the United States ,. But nine days have passed. No resupply. No orders. No contact. And no idea what the hell is going on. When Cole ventures back to base with a single teammate, what they find is worse than abandonment-the base is empty, the streets are silent, and something has torn through the soldiers stationed there. Then they find corporal Hallet . He swears civilians turned feral. That he saw them eating each other . Now Cole is racing against the setting sun, searching the ruins of his hometown for his missing wife and daughter. What he doesn't know is that the nightmare hasn't passed-it's waiting. Watching. Hungry. And night is falling fast. "Hey everyone, this is my first time trying to write a story. It's nowhere near finished, but I just wanted some honest feedback. I use some military lingo here and there-if you're unsure what something means, feel free to Google it. Thanks again, everyone. Hope you enjoy it! More of the story coming soon"

Psychological Horror and Slow-burn Dark Romance. 18+ --------------------------- It's been five years since that fateful Friday night. I remember it like it was yesterday. The night I was kidnapped. I was held against my will. Tortured. Starved. Broken apart, piece by piece. All in the name of "curing" me. He didn't just steal my freedom. He rewrote the rules of pain, of fear - and then, somehow, of love. If you'd told me I'd fall for the man who ruined my life, I would've laughed in your face. But reality doesn't always follow logic. He's given me this journal and I'm going to write my story. This is my truth. My confession. My war cry. Because what he did to me deserves to be known. --------------------------- THIS BOOK CONTAINS TRAUMATIC CONTENT! TRIGGER WARNINGS: Kidnapping, assault, systemic abuse, mentions of Domestic Violence and childhood trauma, phobias, blood and gore, body horror, and mental illnesses including severe psychosis. READER DISCRETION IS STRONGLY ADVISED! --------------------------- Original version: 2023-24 Rewrite started: Feb 2025 to present

In the dead of night, when darkness claims centre stage upon the world, tales of strange anomalies circulate through the masses. Within this collection, you may encounter a mixed bag of short-form content, particularly diving into horror and the paranormal. Dark myths, urban legends, and other tales of unfathomable nature shine supreme after twilight turns into the cold nothingness of the night. Welcome to Tales of Yonder, dear reader.

"Afraid of me? Why are you so afraid, princess?" He placed his hand on the wall next to her head, effectively trapping her between his body and the cold stone. "I'm not afraid of you," she lied, her voice steady despite the tremble in her hands. "I'm not afraid of anything." He chuckled darkly. "You should be." His lips barely brushed against hers in a tantalizingly soft touch. She was frozen in the spot, her mind a chaos of escape thoughts, but her body refusing to carry her away. It was like he took advantage of her daze, closing the remaining gap and crushing his lips against hers. _________________ In a corrupted world full of superficial and greedy people, in a world driven by lust and desire, Regan's thoughts and actions are alien to most. She feels like an outsider amidst a blur of faces that mirror the very disdain she holds for society. But she's not naive. And what will happen when she's thrust into the heart of the very system she despises, into the claws of a terrifying, demonic beast who happens to not want just her body, but her soul?