My Friends' Works!
8 stories
Our Fate Written In The Lines (Suga BTS) by sugacubeinfiresme
Our Fate Written In The Lines (Suga BTS)
sugacubeinfiresme
  • Reads 475
  • Votes 46
  • Parts 12
Fate uses the oddest things to bring people together. Even small forgotten notebooks. That's what happened to Rachel. That's how she met Yoongi. The boy of her dreams and the boy of her reality.
Noticed Antique by Anico_Morning
Noticed Antique
Anico_Morning
  • Reads 15
  • Votes 5
  • Parts 1
"I'm noticed antique."
Never Have I Ever by Anico_Morning
Never Have I Ever
Anico_Morning
  • Reads 10
  • Votes 2
  • Parts 1
This is dedicated to my aunt.
Time Stopped by Anico_Morning
Time Stopped
Anico_Morning
  • Reads 29
  • Votes 1
  • Parts 1
"...time stood still."
Her Name is Lilac by Anico_Morning
Her Name is Lilac
Anico_Morning
  • Reads 93
  • Votes 0
  • Parts 4
Crystal has struggled through dark and painful moments, but the ups and downs of life never prepared her for the unexpected death of Hector Green. When Crystal's childhood best friend, is killed by a drunk driver something within Crystal mind snaps. No one knows what happened to Crystal Orale afterward, but she was reported missing days later. Years succeeding the tragic events that occur, "Crystal Orale" resurfaces and it is not exactly a moment to be celebrated. She becomes the town's worst nightmare, she becomes the horror story people tell around campfires, she becomes the mystery that has yet to be solved, and she returns with the new name Lilac.
Dark Places by Anico_Morning
Dark Places
Anico_Morning
  • Reads 335
  • Votes 35
  • Parts 14
"Have you ever turned all your feelings into a rhyme?"
Glaciers {Legends of Henna Crest}  by Anico_Morning
Glaciers {Legends of Henna Crest}
Anico_Morning
  • Reads 28
  • Votes 4
  • Parts 3
"We are loyal, but not trusting. We think but do not feel. We are there but do not exist. You call our names but we do not listen. A part of us silently screams in pain but there is nothing you can do. There is nothing we can do. You miss who we were and pity who we are. What are we? We are Glaciers." Henna Crest was an extraordinary child. She was bright, young, and innocent. However,no one saw it coming when Henna is taken away from her family and thrown into an organization of young assassins. When Henna enters the compound she tries her hardest to resist the brainwashing of the group. The Glaciers think after hard effort they have finally broken the strong-willed girl. Or did they built a weapon and point it at themselves?
Late Nights by Anico_Morning
Late Nights
Anico_Morning
  • Reads 292
  • Votes 17
  • Parts 21
This poetry is basically me up at 12 A.M. Or just at night, so most of this poetry will be short and/or deep. Depends on the night.