He's like a machine. He hates to be touched. He hates anything to be non-sanitized. He can't stand human emotion. He fakes a personality, just to seem okay. He hates technology, but is nothing without it. He's a professor to the class, but supposed to be a student. He teaches the same thing everyday, but was meant to be there only to learn. And then he loses control, unable to be a machine any longer, he begins to realize worshiping technology is nothing but a curse. He holds the life of an introvert, the life of a mad man, and he admits to it. All of it. ~~ "You're useless. Nothing but a controlled soul in a shell of a body." "Then just label me a machine, there is nothing more insane than that."

================================== Emptiness, fear, grief, despair, the only emotions she could feel, where could she go now? Who would comfort her? Who would be there for her? She didn't know who she could trust, keeping it to herself was the only option she thought, who would care that she was alone...? ================================== This is a song-fiction based off of the Korean song 'She's in the rain' by "the Rose" and was created for the first ever wattpad 'K-pop Songfic contest' held In 2019. { Cover made by: @liahzy, a wonderful graphic artist ❤} { Reader inserted } Prompt: Love, accept, and forgive yourself. ⚠️ Disclaimers ⚠️ This story contains S͟L͟I͟G͟H͟T͟ mentions of suicide! If your sensitive to those kind's of thing's please continue with c͟a͟u͟t͟i͟o͟n͟!

This is a songfic, about grief. As sad as that may sound, I wanted to share it. To... comfort, and to help people learn and understand grief to a certain extent. Although not the grief you probably immediately think about. If you choose to read this, thank you. This, was a hard one to write for me. ❤

My friends have all made their mark in my life. They each have a page in the book recording my life. This is to show them that I appreciate them. Not all of my friends may read this, but to those who do will know. I am glad to call the people I trust my friends. I just hope they feel the same way in return.

The night sky is an inspiration to many. With its stars, moon, and enough space to hold all of our ideas. Ravens have always been interesting and can easily be a source of inspiration as well. This is my "poetry" book. It is more like rhyming stories. Nonetheless, I hope they are enjoyable.

somethings are better left unsaid this is one of those things like an unsent draft of an email or words hidden under my tongue

The quiet girl being held in a government facility completes metal puzzles every time she's been given one. The doctors give her newly crafted ones that are more complex than the last. She is given handcrafted brain puzzles made specifically for her by an enigmatologist named Marco Mestiere. To give the girl a challenge, Marco has to challenge himself to create the most complex designs he can construct. He has been studying her as much as he is being allowed. For years he has been watching her complete those puzzles with no effort. Finally, Marco decides to push his limits and discover more about her that was being kept from him. The government was hiding more than he thought from its own employees. His brilliant patient at the facility was not normal. Marco continues to dig to find out more about this mystery genius and what more the people he works for have been hiding. ^~^ The puzzles used in this story aren't jigsaw puzzles. They are logic puzzles that you have to take apart and then put back together. All I have owned are some kind of metal -not cardboard. Dates: 9/8/2020 - 11/2/2020

"Come here" he said motioning for me to step closer. I knew that I had to obey his every word. It was just that my body decided not to move. "I will not repeat this again. Come. Here. Now!" he commanded me this time. That's when my legs decided to wobble themselves towards my biggest nightmare. I stopped when I was about a feet away from where he was sitting. I had to keep my hands together to prevent them from shaking too much. To make things worse, there was only this dead silence that surrounded us. Then, before I could even prosses what was happening, he grabbed my hand and brought my wrist up to his lips. I whimpered, waiting for the pain to come. "You have every right to fear me. This is going to be painful." Without warning, I felt an excruciating pain all over my body. A sharp cry escaped my mouth as his fangs ripped through my tender skin. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ She A simple girl forcefully taken from her home and separated from her small family to serve the Royal Pure Bloods. Him The Dark Prince, the most powerful hybrid on earth. Known to the world as a monster, an abomination. A creature unable to control his powers and is trapped within his own darkness.

#1 in Thriller /15-05-18/ "I want her", he says in a deep voice, causing me to shiver. His hair and eyes are the same color as the sky at night and his lips are curled up in a mischievous smirk. He reaches out his hand and gently touches my cheek and I take a step back, my eyes full of anger and fear. "Ah, feisty one, aren't you?" I hear him say as he leans in closer, trapping me between the cold wall and his tense body. Copyright © 2014