POEM COMPILATION ☆ Highest rank in POETRY: 5 ☆ -- × poetry × language : english × started : 150111 × ended : 160927 × status : COMPLETED ( all poems made by me + plagiarism is a crime )

Falling in love with a sadistic toy maker was never part of the plan. The Toy Maker loving her back only made things interesting. The second book in the Pink Cherry series.

Perhaps someday these words will make up for the bloodshot eyes and sleepless nights. [H.R: #13 in Poetry] beautiful cover by: @-averagesky

Voted "Most Likely to Join the Circus" consecutively by Killian High's past three 2009-2011 published yearbooks, and as said by practically every person in the entire school, Derek Wells is the school's ultimate class clown. Seriously, if you're ever in need of a good laugh just go to him and he'll have you clapping your hands and shaking with quiet laughter like some dumb seal. The biggest joke of all to him was love. What was that? It was just some mushy, four-letter word that somehow could make a girl either swoon or cry or slap you in the face depending on the circumstances. So when Derek puts on his newly-acquired glasses for the first time in school, he doesn't expect to see Gwen, one of his closest friends, in a completely different light. Suddenly when she smiles, it feels as if something is crawling around in his stomach and he isn't sure if it's the suspicious crab he had for dinner the night before or gas. When Derek confesses his feelings to her, of course she's going to take it as one big joke. It seems that "the funniest kid in the school" can't say those three words without having someone wait expectantly for the punch line. Will Derek prove to Gwen that he can be serious when he needs to be? Or will she just wind up laughing in his face?

lo·cu·tion ləˈkyo͞oSH(ə)n/ (n.) " a particular form of expression;" 《 a collection of poems and prose. 》 highest rank - #7 in Poetry ♡ #3 in Prose ♡

WHO'S TO SAY WHETHER WE ARE GODS OR NOT? ss18, 20160307

you've left me; constellations left unstrung within my veins. highest ranking; #2 in poetry november 2018

pyrrhic victories © 2019 fighues

COMPLETED! PUBLISHED! Listed in the best fantasy stories in India. Listed in best romance stories in India. "What was about to happen was something I would have never imagined. I finished writing the text and held the paper up to get a better look at it. Somehow the blue ink with which I had written was purple at present. As I wondered why this happened its colour changed to red. The writing on the paper started to glow and within a matter of seconds it started to smoulder. Next it began spewing smoke and burst aflame." A young Private Investigator, Rishaan Kel has an encounter with a beautiful woman who disappears in front of his eyes. His search for her leads him into the dark and treacherous war between the Guardians and the Watchers, humans blessed with supernatural abilities to maintain balance and harmony in the world. He now has to use his deductive reasoning, on-the-fly thinking and his own newfound superpowers to protect the world from the forces of evil. (New chapters added!) (Pictures added where I found relevant ones, gifs and videos added for the poems that depict the visions that the MC gets, but I have left the poems in text along with them incase your bandwidth or data costs don't support it.)

WATTPAD BOOKS EDITION Griffin Tomlin is dead. And Clara's sister killed him . . . Four months after the murder, the entire town of Shiloh is still in shock. For Clara Porterfield, the normal world has crumbled around her in a million chaotic pieces. Now Clara lives in a new reality, where her sister awaits trial for murder, her mother obsessively digs in a dead, frozen garden, and her father lives and breathes denial. At school, Clara is haunted by her classmates' morbid curiosity-and all of the unspoken questions they won't ask. But none of them knows what she knows . . . Now Clara's sister wants something from her-the one thing in all of this that Clara isn't ready to face: the truth about what really happened that night. Because this story didn't die with Griffin Tomlin. There's another story that needs to be told. And sometimes, the lies we're told are nowhere near as deadly as the lies we tell ourselves . . .