青いそら。
「 for a sky full of stars. 」 +ICHIGOLD
the boys are fools, with paradoxical dreams and unfathomable hopes seemingly diminished by execrable love. • • • completed.
murder has never been sweeter. kill your darlings and meet your maker. • • • indefinite hiatus, can be regarded as complete.
"i remember." © ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. 2015. N. A. The sequel to 'Boy' is 'Funnybones' and is available to read on my profile.
you've left me; constellations left unstrung within my veins. highest ranking; #2 in poetry november 2018
The book contains the type of literature that conveys a thought, describes a scene or tells a story in a concentrated, lyrical arrangement of words to communicate with your inner world.
the rancorous heart you kept locked up inside your ribcage could never be as devastatingly beautiful as the tender smile you always feigned. | pluviophiliac © 2019 |
Death is immortality. Death is your second chance. Velian Terrashine belongs to a classless society of equality, art and democracy; a land full of creativity and mindfulness. It is in that perfect political system that one wrong movement, one careless mistake can cost her her life. Bound to live in disguise for fear o...
These are the tears I've cried, and the stories along with them. Maybe. Just maybe, we've shed the same tears.
"It's day 10, Isla. I wish you would wake up. I've lost everything and you're the only person who understands." Bradley Monse used to have everything. He was the star basketball player. He dated the most popular girl. He had good grades and friends. Until, the car crash. Bradley was drunk and crashed into another car...
Where the gods fall, and mortality claims them as their own. - cover picture via pinterest first published: 25/10/19 finished: 09/11/19 🏆 | 2nd place, short story, cosmic awards 2019
"Today, however can change things for better or worse. The outcome depends on you." When a marriage fails the residue trickles down to everyone in the family. Sixteen-year-old Daya Nicole Johnston must fight to understand what is happening in her life. The revelations about her father surprise her, her brother is beco...
after finding herself in an accident in a foreign country and having a day left to live, a despairing mother writes a letter to her daughter. AVAILABLE FOR A SHORT TIME ONLY!! #2 in The Aurora Awards
t e r m i n a d a "AU! Onde Annabeth teve seu coração quebrado tantas vezes, que escreve uma lista de como quebrar corações para a geração futura." Esta AU! Foi sugerida pela conta de Twitter @pjodasfic . A ideia pertence-lhes mas eu tenho total autorização para escrever esta história.
t e r m i n a d a "AU! Onde Nico e Bianca brincam de esconde-esconde, mas Nico nunca mais a achou de volta." Esta AU! Foi sugerida pela conta @pjodasfic . A ideia pertence-lhes mas eu tenho total autorização para escrever esta oneshot.
"That guy is totally checking you out." "Who?" My eyes found Simone's face as a sheepish smirk played on her lips. "That guy. Over there. Wearing the motorcycle jacket." Motorcycle jacket? My eyes followed Simone's gaze across the cafeteria. And there he was. The guy from this morning. I could feel the blush develop i...
"red, the color of connection the mixture of human emotion" ~A Poetry Collection~ *A very short one as the poems are based off prompts* UNEDITED, WRITTEN IN 2018
❝ There she was, thoughtlessly giving him tummy flutters again. ❞ In which a simple game of hide and seek could mean the world for two eight year-olds. [ Added to WP Beauty's 'Feel Good' reading list ]
a collection of short poems that were the result of late night breakdowns i sincerely hope you can't relate to some of these enjoy p.s. lowercase intended
Concluded•✓ In which a young princess cries blood in the sake of the prince who always gets her heart broken with his ink-stained fingers. All rights reserved © Nita, collaterals- 2019 (short-story) |previously: draw me like one of your french girls|
Concluded•✓ Cindy and Lindy have known each other since the day they were born. They lived in a house that faced the beach along with their mother. While Cindy was quiet, Lindy was loud; while Cindy was calm, Lindy was a storm. It was said that the ocean was haunted, but Cindy and Lindy always played there and nothing...