A club for DELULU BANANAS!

In a world where the supernatural hides itself in plain sight, Andrei Markov's life is turned upside down when a band of rogue vampires attack. Saved by his teacher Viviana, a powerful vampire and descendant of Vlad the Impaler, he's turned into a vampire and drawn into a world of danger and intrigue. As they navigate the complexity of vampire culture, Andrei must learn to harness his new powers amidst thrilling adventures and dark secrets.

I am new and I am writing my feelings because i need to tell my story

Este poemario reúne obras escritas a lo largo de este último año y otros más recientes. Por ello, encontrarás en estas páginas distintos temas y emociones: amor, ausencia, anhelos y recuerdos, entre muchas otras cosas. Mi intención es actualizar el poemario cada semana. Espero que al leerlos sientas tanto como yo lo hice al escribirlos. Gracias por darle una oportunidad a estos poemas. - C.R -

Distance shouldn't mar this fate.

Most people write poetry to get something out of their emotions. I write poetry to create emotions for me and for you.

𝐈𝐕𝐎𝐑𝐘 𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐂𝐋𝐀𝐈𝐑 Escaping reality is all she wanted. But running from the past is never easy, especially when the past stands right in front of you ready to ruin you. Ivory knows betrayal. She's done giving second chances. And she won't believe in something her parents portrayed so awfully. But when a certain person starts breaking down your walls, It gets ten times harder to hide the truth. 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐎𝐃𝐎𝐑𝐄 𝐊𝐍𝐎𝐗 There's only one goal: Winning No distractions. No feelings and certainly no mistakes. But when a girl like Ivory catches his eye everything crashes down. All the disciples and all the rules get thrown out the window. He finds himself spiralling. She's dangerous. Off-limits . But impossible to ignore. Now it all comes down to choosing his best friends or the girl he'd do anything for. Secrets unfold. Lines blur. And in a game where no one's innocent- someone's bound to lose.

a collection of dark stories First time constructive criticism only pls

Just some real old poems of a middle schooler