"Make a wish, Y/N!" "I wish.." -✧- Y/N ( Your Name ) wishes for something that turns her life upside down or should I say parallel? Her life changes completely and she goes through hardships and joyful moments all at once. But what happens when she wishes once again? Why are her wishes coming true? Who's Min-hyuk? -✧...
This is a short story. It's short and not sweet. Basically this was an excuse for me to practice doing battle/action scenes. I think I did pretty well. Comment if you have a question. Enjoy! ***And don't steal my work. I will find you.***
This is another writing exercise, just to see how well I can do with a horror-type of story. If you've read my poetry, you know that I do very well with dark poems but this is longer, so it was a bit of a challenge. Please give me critiques, comments, and votes if you enjoyed it. Also, I wrote this over a year ago, so...
Yet another short story! Hmm maybe I should start putting these into one book. Oh well, for the next stories then. This wasn't so much a writing exercise like my two previously published short stories. This one more of a creative idea that I decided would be fun to try working with. Anyway as always critiques, votes...
When my demon decided it wanted out, there was nothing I could do to stop it. I could only watch as bloodied claws pierced my skin and shadows leaked through my eyes in black teardrops. It wanted out, and I was content to let it roam. >>>>cover by @2bulletsandadream<<<< >>>>Winner o...
Let me show you the way the night shines in your eyes. Highest rankings- #34 as of 7/27/17 #39 as of 7/17/17 #54 as of 7/10/17 #56 as of 7/7/17 #63 as of 7/6/17 #67 as of 7/1/17 #89 as of 6/30/17 #98 as of 6/29/17 <<cover by @2bulletsandadream>> ***COULD BE TRIGGERING*** This is a collection of my poetry...
This is going to be a collection of short stories with no real end to them. They'll be, for the most part, inspired from writing prompts. If I can, I'll include the prompt I was inspired from.
Elethia Matiss doesn't live a normal life. Or at least, her boyfriend doesn't. Pierce Clarkson, better known as the vigilante Dawn, is the self appointed protector of Graystone City. Even if he doesn't want to admit it, Pierce knows he would have died in the line of duty long ago without his coffee loving girlfriend...
This is my story. This is my farewell note. This is my death and this is my grief. This is the boy with smoke for lungs. This is the only way I can tell you how I was rebuilt, only to be destroyed once again. //This is a poetry novel in which all of the poems are interconnected in order to tell a story. There are many...
There was a girl named Summer, full of mirth and passion. And then there was me, falling for her more every second. Prompt: Write poems on summer and fall
Rain is the way the earth cleans herself of the sins committed upon her flesh. ~~~ My third poetry collection. When The Blood Ran Black was my first one, Let Me Show You The Night is my second one, and this is the third installment. I know, I know, it's a shorter title than usual. I'm trying to cut down on the length.
