Prompt: After being told a deep, dark secret from someone, you decide to return the trust and also tell a deep, dark secret. One of you is lying. Word count: 690 words ___________________________________________________________________ The figure of a young woman with blonde hair could be seen waiting on the porch of...
The winds' howls increased into deafening roars, covering the sound of the woman leaving, her heart remorseless and light at the illusion that she was free.
It's the first poem I have ever made and it was made on a random spurn of thought with no true meaning behind its verses. I would really appreciate it if you all fellow Wattpadians could just read my work and review it. Don't hesitate to criticize!
" With her heart beating loudly and forcefully against her chest, Emily sneaked a look outside her dark closet" Hi! This is my first story in Wattpad. Hope you like it!!!
Hey again! Yes, this is another short story. And no, I don't know when I will start publishing my other stories. This was a short story I wrote for my English class. I just decided to turn it into a PJO fan fiction. Wanna know what the story is about? Well, read on to find out!! Note: None of the characters are owned...
Annabeth didn't know what was happening. She was pretty sure it was a dream but still, where was she? --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Warning: All characters belong to Uncle Rick!!! Not me!!! I don't like writing disclaimers so I am...
Hi! This was a short story I wrote for my Model Examination a few weeks back. I hope you enjoy! Tim Liddell felt angry as he got off the train. The train had broken down and they had stopped in the middle of the countryside.
A little warlock was just having a normal life. Until he made a sandwich.
_________________________________________ "The couple had been happy as they fell asleep in each others arms. That is, until Annabeth felt Percy fidget uncomfortably in his sleep." _________________________________________ DISCLAIMER: THE PERCY JACKSON SERIES BELONGS TO RICK RIORDAN. I ONLY OWN THE PLOT AND STORYLINE...
The wrinkled hag walked through the forest, a smug smile forming from her crooked and yellow teeth as she thought of her recent wicked deed.
The sun shone brightly in the azure sky, its light illuminating the glorious spires, cathedrals and the gothic architecture of the city of Strasbourg. The Rhine's sparkling waters made the city look more gorgeous than it already did.
