1stpov Stories

Aleah, the main character, is a foster child who seeks freedom and fun. She finds a 'lover' over the time. Will she find true peace, or remain stuck in the hell she's been in.

What if the very thing that makes us feel alive is also the thing that could destroy us? This is the question at the heart of our story, a journey through the turbulent waters of love, loss, and self-discovery. Set against the backdrop of high school life, our characters find themselves caught in a web of tangled emotions, where friendships are tested, secrets are revealed, and hearts are broken. As the "Paradox Theorem" suggests, love is both a wonderful and painful experience, a remedy and a poison, like the ancient Greek concept of "pharmakon." Characters risk everything, facing intense highs and devastating lows. Can they navigate the pain to find true connection? But is love worth the pain? Can joy exist without risk? Prepare to question the very nature of love itself.

In every CEO drama, there were always supporting characters. I'm just a normal florist whose hobby is to plant flowers, tend flowers, arrange flowers, and watching the real life romance drama of the young and handsome CEO across the street with his beloved woman. Life is not hard if you just enjoy what you have. I don't envy that girl being pursued by a CEO. "Rich people's drama is so fun to watch, but it's also so tiring. Fortunately, nobody rich is crushing on me, I would be very troubled if so." I laughed while arranging another expensive bouquet for the elite company across the road. The veterinarian, who had millions to inherit at home: "..." Flower shop's assistant, who was secretly a foreign tycoon's heir: "..." An alumni, who was secretly a local conglomerate's son: "..." The older brother of the gossiped CEO: "..." Everyone: "No comment."

Hello! I decided to write this story because I feel like a lot of mothers go through this feeling. I actually used some 1st hand POVs from 2 kind mothers over this. Sorry if there's bad grammar, or any mistakes. Hope you like it :)

I was trying to come up with a sad break-up scene and this is the outcome. I'd love to write a romance story where the girl falls first and the guy slowly realizes what she means to him. I suppose something bigger could grow out of this. Let me know what you think of this and whether you'd like to know more about the characters. :-)

Two prankster 13 year old boys named Danny and Trevor prank their parents a lot, one day decide to tell their parents that they're going on a walk with each other in the woods, it ends up getting them in trouble that wasn't expected.

Evangeline Parker is pitching in as close protection officer-in short bodyguard for the young, sexy, multibillionaire, Adam Gallow, the CEO of Gallow Air, one of the leading airline company. How could Eve work close range such a creature, would she be able to guard her top priority? Or will she just end up guarding her heart?

The story of a bullied girl who goes out, seeking revenge, yet finds something else. (Karma, the location, and the characters all belong to me. You want it, you can message me here.)

Dahlia Malwood, a student from the Hollow Mills University discovers a letter addressed to her and her friends. They were then destined to save everyone dwelling in despair from a hopeless dimension that used to bloom with joy and tranquility. Until a Friday destroyed a person after another person and they need to know how to stop all these before it's too late. Before "it" destroys another dimension. Their world.

People saw Elizabeth Queene as an angel sent down from heaven, wearing a pink crop top, designer jeans, and checkered vans. Everyone adored Elizabeth Queene, everyone but me. (This was a short story I made during sixth grade for a prompt: Beauty is only skin deep. It's been five years since I made this so... Enjoy!)

It's hard to tell when your world is dying around you when all you see are rose-tinted hues. Sometimes all it takes is a little horror and wholesome to understand the balance of humanity. Ima be fr im just making this for fun, I also take criticism!

Based off of the reality some girls have to face. A short story for awareness to human trafficking. Just a little shaft of depression presented to you on a silver platter. 2020

Follow Laloo as she discovers the world of Welcome home.

Book 2 of My Freaking books. I, Bea,am now officially Jamie Logan. I go through challenges, breakdowns... with hatred,love.... This story explains how I got the Love of my Life or my Life now in a Chick-Flick,Adventurous way. Which started with a hug and ended with a kiss. And how I knew that someone I know started my journey and I ended up... All rights reserved©

I saw this WP on Reddit, and I had a lightbulb moment. Since the age of 14, you've noticed a monster stalking you. A few years later, you've noticed it seems very protective over you and will go through extreme measures to protect you. It's usually friendly, but it seems threatening when your childhood friend is around. I changed "Monster" to a shadow, but is it a shadow really? Since a young teen, Damien has always noticed s͟o͟m͟e͟t͟h͟i͟n͟ ͟g, that something is a figure in the corner of his eyes. He thought he was just going crazy, till one day it appears before him. He decided to confront this figure, but gets a weird outcome. "𝑊ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑑𝑜 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑘 𝐼 𝑎𝑚?" "I don't know, you're like a shadow, always following me," I mumble under my breath. "𝑇ℎ𝑎𝑛 𝐼 𝑎𝑚 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑠ℎ𝑎𝑑𝑜𝑤,"

If you had one chance to make your dream come true, but sacrifice it all, would you do it?

I hope she doesn't forget to feed me. Oh, and a little amore wouldn't hurt either...

you're so omega skibidi, you're so... tax evasion??? do you like braincells? me neither, read this.

A happy day with the weeknd yay🙃

Based on a prompt: You live in the country and it is currently winter. Copious amount of snow is covering your backyard. You have to go out of your house to collect some wood for the fire. First, you have to warm yourself up first before crossing your yard. All of a sudden, the house lights reaching across the yard highlight a pair of bright red eyes between the trees near the woodpile.