For all you who are dreamers too.. I reach out my dreams to you.... 💙

"I found solace in open love, And for that I know I am enough". Written across Europe, this poetry collection is all about self-love, self-acceptance, change, fear and creativity. 💕🌱 Now available on paperback. https://www.amazon.com/dp/B08CVT1GB8 | The Poetry Contest Top 20 Winner |

❝"I need you to sleep with me." "Well, hey," Jesse said, a slow grin spreading across his face, "I usually try and get to know the girl first, but this agreement is on your terms." My cheeks warmed. "I didn't mean it like that," I said. "I suffer from insomnia. And I need you to help me fall asleep."❞ Copyright © 2014 by Emily Slough. All Rights Reserved. TEENFIC | 4 [UNEDITED STORY; READ AT YOUR OWN RISK]

A killer is on the loose. No one known their name, what they look like, or a simple thing like their gender. All everybody knows, is that this person is calling themselves Thanatos. They first started with 1, then 3, then 15, and now a lot. No one has yet to stop the notorious killer. No one is allowed to be out after 8, people are terrified, and the killing keeps on coming. Is there a pattern to the killings? Or is it just random prey? Will anyone stop this killer? Will they finally see him behind the bars or will they die trying? Aiden is a high school boy that blends in with the crowd. He's just an ordinary looking boy going to school. He's friendly and helps everybody out when they need it. His parents moved to a different country in his second year of high school, leaving him by himself. Overall he is just a regular boy with a regular life. Or is he? _________________________________________________________________________________ Sorry if the Summary and Title sucks. But still read this book if you're into this kind of stuff. Mature rating cause of gruesome details of the victims, so if you don't like that kind of stuff, either skip over it or don't read at all.

"Running diagnostics. . .Systems all up and ready to go. No misplacements or reconstruction needed. Model RK800, serial #313 248 317 at your service." His voice came exactly as you wanted, calm and soothing. Perfect for a negotiator. You were suspended in disbelief. "It, it worked. . . hi." "Scanning. . . Dr.(Y/N), creator assisted by a sliver of blueprints that were left by Dr. Kamski in your care at the time of his retirement. Hello, what do you need Model RK800 prototype #1 to do for you?" Perhaps a little cold and detached too, but what did you expect? You smiled gently, fiddling with the coin in your hand. "That's not necessary. . .and that model number doesn't really roll off the tongue. I shall name you." "Very well, although I would like to remind you that I am a prototype and that I am not a living being that is needed to be called by something. Ready to accept name." "Reminder accepted. . . Connor." "Hello, Dr. (Y/N). My name is Connor." You took his hand for a shake, him quickly reciprocating it once he realized it was a socially accepted action used by humans for greetings. Your eyes twinkled, making sure he took the coin even though he was about to question it. "Hi Connor. It's nice to finally meet you." |ConnorxProgrammar!Reader| Creator!Reader| Android & Human|Fem!Reader|

Sit back and relax and enjoy some enchanting short stories.

What happens when a group of traumatised people get together?? Do they become a living shithole or do they embrace each other and have the happiest life ever?? When a introverted, tomboy girl, encounters BTS, her life changes. Old description (I'm putting it here cause it's funny): BTS becomes friends with Tay, a different girl...But they don't know her past, present and definitely not the future [This is so stupid..].. Lotsa fandom references....Not only BTS but others...~Grim Reaper

Love. Life. Optimism. Poems.

❝i've delicately chosen letters to form words and words to form sentences, each sentence a colorful paint stroke on the canvas of my mind.❞ [ #1 in poetry on 27/08/16 ]

"Will you ever hear me in the rain?" "...?" ***** #157 in Poetry February 12, 2016 #86 in Poetry February 14, 2016