Becomes Stories

Moments in Time is a story about queer love in the face of silence: within the walls of a religious boarding school in the 70s. (Be prepared for changes as I am actively writing and rewriting) And happy pride month to my readers ♡

[POETRY #2] A collection of poems about growing up before feeling ready. twenty-something explores the realities of adulthood, the exhaustion hidden behind independence, the loneliness of becoming, and the pressure to keep moving even when life feels uncertain. Through soft and reflective poetry, this collection captures the in-between phase of navigating dreams, responsibilities, changing relationships, and the version of yourself you are still learning to become. For anyone who has ever felt lost, left behind, or overwhelmed by the weight of growing up: this book is a reminder that you are not navigating life alone. twenty-something written by: syrynah © All Rights Reserved

Ahlam Zayan was 18 when she discovered that best friends can in in fact betray you. No matter how close they are. She was 18 when these wounds were sliced against her being and for the first time in her sheltered life, she felt pain. Ahlam Zayan was 22 when she began to heal. She dealt with the pain and the wounds and tried to forget about the betrayal that had slapped her face. She wanted to smile and laugh and just forget. Ahlam was 26 when the protective walls she had built around her were bombed. The false mantras she'd built to save herself were of no use, and the one person she detested was about to be thrown into her life again, and this time unwillingly. /// Ahlam Zayan, a Pakistani muslim teenager living in the States, takes pride in her friends and her family. They've stuck with her through and through and she's a 100% certain that they always will. Except, life is at play once more, and happiness is short-lived. When the one person Ahlam would bet her entire life on leaves her with a hurt she's never felt before, she is thrown down to Earth from the skies and must build herself up once again, this time, alone. This is the story that she writes for herself, the painting she paints, and the song that she sings. These are the stars that she lights up and the flames that she ignites. This is the pain she feels and the tears she cries. This is her.

Petals encompasses identity. How it isn't bound by labels but a collection of them. There are facets of ourselves people may never see. We reserve these layers for multitudes of reasons. We exist because we are. Take time to learn about yourself, turn every rock, deep dive, don't graze the surface. Learn, accept, BE.

This follows the same events as the story we all know and love. Except with a twist. This follows Harry Potter's secret sister's perspective. Background info was: She was born on the eve her parents were murdered by Voldemort; October 31st, 1980. She came out the moment Hagrid arrived to pick up Harry Potter, take him to Dumbledoor, and drop him off at the Dursley's. What they didn't expect was for there to be another child. When Hagrid saw her and went to grab her to take her with him, it was too late. Voldemort had grabbed baby Haley, and dissaperated, leaving Hagrid astonished and confused. That's when the scene goes off to the families drop-Harry-off at-the-Dursley's scene. Rankings: #3 Becoming (1/9/2026) (out of 663 stories) #16 Becoming (6/17/2025) (out of 620 stories) #521 Friendsandfamily (6/17/2025) (out of 1,000+ stories) #13 Becoming (6/15/2025) (out of 619 stories) #517 Friendsandfamily (6/4/2025) (out of 1,000+ stories) #17 Becoming (6/4/2025) (out of 619 stories) #456 Friendsandfamily (6/3/2025) (out of 1,000+ stories) #15 Becoming (6/3/2025) (out of 620 stories) #375 Friendsandfamily (6/2/2025) (out of 1,000+ stories) #16 Becoming (6/2/2025) (out of 619 stories) #248 Friendsandfamily (6/1/2025) (out of 1,000+ stories) #13 Becoming (6/1/2025) (out of 619 stories)

When You're Down When you're down, and they look at you like you're nothing but out, It's time to show this world what you're really about. Speak your truth - don't hold back or doubt, Will you fade away, or will you stand and shout? Come on, let's make some noise - I don't care what you're about, We all bleed the same, time to turn the pain inside out. Stand tall, be proud, let your fire burn loud, 'Cause silence never changed a thing - but courage draws a crowd. --- They said, "Stay quiet. Know your place." But I've got fire written across my face. Every scar, every word they tried to erase, Became the ink that fuels my grace. From gutter to sky, I rise unfazed, Built from struggle - unchained and crazed. For every soul that's ever been caged, I howl for freedom - our pain rephrased. We're the lost, the bruised, the never heard, But together we're a thunder word. No crown, no king, no false high priest, Can drown the voice of the broken beast. --- They called us lost, said we'd never last, But pain's a teacher - we learn fast. Through cold nights and shattered glass, We built a voice that echoes past. No suit, no judge can cage this sound, It beats in hearts of the underground. From every tear that's hit the ground, A seed of strength has now been found. So when you're down and they count you out, Remember what this fight's about. We're more than scars, more than doubt - We're the storm they'll never drown out.

Evan Hall is an ordinary office worker trapped in a job that never felt right-until the night his body begins to change. What starts as a terrifying transformation becomes something far greater: Evan awakens as a Voltaris, a powerful, electric feline hybrid created by a secret organization known as the Helix Directive. As more individuals begin to awaken across the world, Evan discovers he's not just another experiment-he's an anomaly. While others are controlled or consumed by the transformation, Evan retains something the system can't predict: his individuality. Hunted by the very organization that created him and forced into an uneasy alliance with a trained Voltaris enforcer named Kade, Evan uncovers a terrifying truth-the Protocol was never meant to empower humanity, but to merge it into a single, controlled network. Now, standing at the center of a growing global event, Evan must decide, become part of the system... or break it. Because in a world where power demands control- he may be the only one capable of saying no.

Dear Me is a heartfelt collection of reflections, letters, and gentle reminders about healing, self-love, growth, and becoming. Through honest words and emotional truths, Patricia M. Panilagan invites readers to embrace their imperfections, overcome silent battles, and rediscover the strength within themselves. This book is a comforting companion for anyone learning to choose themselves again, one page at a time.

The Road That Remembered A Verdance Tale In Verdance, Hearthlings always return home. Always. So when one Hearthling refuses to leave the world of people, no one knows what to make of it. Not the archivists. Not the travelers. Not even the ancient guardians who have watched the roads for longer than memory. The little creature simply waits. Patiently. Quietly. Outside the home of a young girl named Belle. As though it knows something everyone else has forgotten. Far away, a Lantern Bearer carries light to those whose flames burn low. A Wayfinder follows roads that no longer appear on any map. An impossible compass points toward a destination it cannot name. And deep within the Archives, a mystery begins unfolding across a map that should not exist. As Hearthlings begin lingering in the world instead of returning home, old promises awaken. Forgotten roads stir. And connections thought lost to time begin searching for one another once more. But some journeys are not about finding what is missing. Some journeys are about remembering what was never truly lost. Filled with wonder, heart, mystery, and hope, The Road That Remembered is a story about family, belonging, the roads that connect us, and the light we carry for one another when our own begins to fade. Because sometimes the longest road is the one that leads home.

Hiiii, I'm back at it with the Tokyo Ghouls affs, please enjoy reading. Hopefully, this book will be more organized than the other one hahaha.

She didn't become dangerous overnight. Life taught her how to stop breaking... by becoming unbreakable. - The Tale of Lady Red 🌹

I can't look up from the school desk. My hands are shaking like crazy. I try to hold them tightly so that they'll just stay still, but it doesn't work. It's not even close to working. "Oh," Mrs McPherson says. Holy shit. I think I might throw up. Here, right now, in the classroom. I haven't thrown up in school since I was a kid, and caught the stomach bug. Or that time we were talking about worm infections at biology. "Umm... I'm honoured that you told me this. Thank you." You're welcome? "I... I don't really know what to say." "And I don't know what to do," I tell her. "Please. Please help me, Mrs McPherson."

In which Anakin has a moment to reflect and Coruscant is burning. OR the one where Anakin is haunted and nobody can help. One-shot. -:- He watches this city burn. Knives of something far more ancient than the universe embed themselves into his body; they snake around his chest, his heart, the tips of his fingers. It feels like utter black. Anakin calls it poison, Vader calls it hope. He opens his hand and time bends to beat of his heart. Who is he? -:-

Life is a journey full of lessons; take what you need and what you can carry and leave what you don't need for others to use...

I don't have an art style of don't come for me rats. I also don't know when I started nor ended this. I think 3/10/17- 21/4/18? I have a second art book, it's twice as shit so don't get your mchopes up

Cassie Hallways just got engaded to her boyfriend of five years Samuel Williams. The story follows thier life together along with thier familiy's disagreements with one another.

Two besties that are forced to pretend that they're a couple. What can go wrong? Absolutely nothing, but sparks are showing. [...] Read the story😂 Credit (for making the cover tho it's a photo taken by me or she while holding hands): TheGothicWitch999