Belongs Stories

Johan spent his entire life in Foster care and at 18 he decides that he would be leaving the country forever to start life fresh and to find out what he really wants but after digging into his past he makes a shocking discovery; he was not an orphan and his family was alive, more shockingly he had a twin brother who was living a life he could only dream of. Devastated by this discovery he later decides to pay his family a visit before leaving forever, or at least that's what he wanted.

Exploring what stories are hidden inside the wrappers with a simple metaphor "Life is a box of chocolates"―while still searching for my socks This collection is not strictly autobiographical. The poems explore emotions, identities, and perspectives: some lived, some imagined, some observed. Book cover: A photo clicked by me with a sprinkle of editing using Canva If you think this description is a 96.8% copy paste from my previous book..... YES IT IS. (⛩⏢⛩) If it ain't broke, don't fix it.

A story about growing up in a home full of love that somehow still left bruises. About learning to fear your own hunger. About being the daughter who studies hard because someone decided early that was her only currency

Some people move through life feeling slightly out of place - too quiet, too emotional, too difficult to understand even to themselves. Ira has spent most of her life believing that belonging was something meant for other people. Behind her achievements and composed exterior lives a mind crowded with overthinking, loneliness, and the constant fear of never being enough. But somewhere between ordinary routines, quiet conversations, unfinished breakfasts, and the people we least expect, life begins to reveal its softer magic. A Subtle Sense of Belonging is a gentle story about human connection, emotional vulnerability, and finding comfort in the small moments we often overlook.

'The Magic of Michael Jackson' 'A What if Story of the King of Pop in the present time' Do you ever wonder, what if MJ is still alive to this day? What if he was still here making music? Can you imagine that? He was and still the greatest performer who ever lived. Michael paved the way for all the other artist of today. From his extraordinary dancing skill and vocals that no one can ever imitate. Now let's imagine and ask.. What if the King came back to era where social media and internet is around? *I'm already a fan of MJ. This is purely an imagination of mine, because I badly missed MJ and my MJ phased reoccur once again after watching the official trailer of the upcoming movie. *I will use AI to help me write this FF

Two aliens land on Earth. One is chaos in red boots. The other was sent to observe him... and never get involved. Del is an Orkan Specialist - precise, logical, and completely unprepared for humans, feelings, or the disaster that is Mork. But as the days turn into missions, and the missions turn into something that feels suspiciously like family, her perfect data starts breaking down. Because Earth isn't logical. It's messy. Loud. Emotional. And the longer Del watches... the more she starts to belong.

Knowing what is happening there is also happening here © Z. T. Corley, 2026 Cover: Kamala Ibrahim Ishaq, Dinner Table with Embroidered Cloth, 1974, oil on board, 170 x 120 cm

Through thick and thin the Law shall prevail. A new sense of purpose awaits us, children of light, in the land where it all began. The darkness in which we once cowered in fear, now curbed by the might of our endless light. Come, brothers, come, sisters. Let there be peace among the wicked, just as the Law dictates. Peace and certainty is all that you have ever longed for, little angel. A bright, stable future. A roof without holes above thy head. Acknowledgement and recognition of thy existence, feverish dreams of grandeur. Greed born from yearning, treacherous vines of rapacity taint your innocent soul. You seek a future that does not exist. Let thy fingers hold the fragile line between dream and nightmare. Let thy light navigate the path. Shall thee give in and falter, O' land of old, envelop his body in thy unending flame of chaos. Spit out nothing but an empty husk, the remnants of a smile once so bright. Shall thee prevail, O', Great Kazdel, I ask of you, the impossible - take mercy on the innocent. Don't let the radiance dim and don't let the mind turn bleak. Wake, young traveler. Bid thy farewells and burn thy bridges. It's time to say goodbye, curly head. Cross post from AO3. For a shorter and more on-point description, look no further! I had something silly written up before throwing it out in exchange for that wall of text upstairs. It's a little story "about a young, dumb sankta who's been dealt a bad hand at life, looking for his place in all this mess. The pointless search for a better future leads him far, far away from home, to a country forever ravaged by war and misery - Kazdel, the promised land where devils roam free and peace feels out of place." Anyway, it's quite lengthy, but hopefully enjoyable? Slide a comment if you want, I'll give you a tiny kiss on the forehead. Man, do I love comments. (Lastly, to point out, English is not my native language, but I don't think it'll be much of an issue ;3)

Your mind is a burning room, a drowning storm, and a torturing fairy-tale all at once. Now, descend through its layers and discover what waits in the one place even the flames can't reach. Sad Sundays is my weekly space to share melancholic poetry, words that help me navigate the stillness, the weight, and the quiet storms of recovery. Each Sunday, I post a new piece that I've written, using poetry to process my journey through detox and rehab, to face the difficult parts of healing, and to find meaning in the silence. Every poem is written by hand with help from the Rhymezone platform. This series is as much for me as it is for anyone who finds comfort in knowing they're not alone on their gray days. I will eventually try to tie most of my work together into a larger piece, but first and foremost, this will function as a collection of my writings while I am going through detox. There may be an underlying story, but perhaps not. Find out next week, and join me for a Sad Sunday moment. New Upload every Sunday at 18:00 (6 PM) German time - CET/CEST (UTC+1/UTC+2).

The town was small; one of those places where everyone knew everyone else. Almost everyone. Maxx didn't fit into that "everyone," nor did he want to. He kept to himself, wandering between school and the quiet edges of the town, where the buildings began to disappear, and the treeline stood tall, looming like a dark wall. He didn't really belong anywhere. He spent more time outside of his house than in, and his parents were always too busy fighting to notice him slipping out the back door. And now he started spending the nights outside, too. In a town as small as his, no one cared where he belonged.

She was trapped in a cage, He was trapped in his emotions, Yet both were lonely., He had acquaintances, She had none He had freedom She didn't Yet both wanted to find the right friend. He was a ninja She was a prisoner Yet both alone A neko, trapped within a barrier of chakra, unable to escape and see the real world longed for a friend. A ordinary boy now alone trapped within sadness and guilt, dreamed to not fail his superiors. Alone, trapped, scared, lonley, friendless she gives up in finding a friend. Living her life in a cage that she couldn't be freed from. Alone, orphaned, cold he waits for his opportunity to become the best he can while trapped within his emotions. What are odds that these two would meet?

Read stories by Darcy Ridge from fantasy to realistic fiction to science fiction to historical fiction. Let your imagination soar in this collection. Dance with Lucia, play piano with Trinity, and laugh with Prudence. Explore humorous stories like "The Umbrella" as well as darker reflections like "Blood Wheat." Which ever story you choose, enjoy.

Belonging. A feeling Rue had never let herself know, until she finally let herself feel it. As the years pass after that one day in the park, Rue continues to have to remind herself that she belongs. Because the doubt is always there, in the back of her mind. Dom, however, rarely thinks of this. He has always felt like he belongs. And so, he sees Rue's place in the world as something given. It soon becomes clear that they belong with each other. Even if it means that their views clashes every once in a while, or that he has to remind her that she, indeed, belongs. Watch while Rue grows up, and as time moves on and with the support of the people around her, lets herself belong more and more as the years go by. This is a Rue & Dom story. A story of belonging. Whether you think you can, or not. - This is a sequel to "Belong", an adopted by Hamilton fan fiction. The first book follows Rue as she gets fostered by Lin-Manuel Miranda and Vanessa Nadal, but also how she fights with her mental health. Therefore, I'd like to point out that these books are a work of fiction, and therefore the story isn't real though it does contain some real people. "Belonging" will also feature these people from and surrounding the Hamilton cast. It will also feature parts about Rue's experience mental illness, in particular OCD and PTSD. If you get triggered easily, please don't read.

"(story is 13+) This story will follow a girl named Rose who is 10 years old in the mane timeline. At the age of 7, her parents died in a car crash, leaving her to be taken in by her anut and uncle. But her uncle and aunt are abuses and didn't care about her, so one night she killed them and ran away into a forest were she will meet her new family. this story is 13+ because of how this story has death, killing, blood, cussing, mental illnesses, cannibalism, and (child neglect and emotional abuse, but only on the first episode. but yes, it does get mentioned throughout the series) WARNING: Do not read this if you are not ok with the stuff i mentioned. --------------------------------------------------------------------------- AUTHOR (ME) IS FLOWER ------------------------------------------------------------------------- (Note, please do not copy my story it is a story it is my and my own, but if you do want to write a fanfic about the series go-ahead, just make sure to mention me as thie author of a new killer family. ( i am pretty sure there won't be fanfics anyway) signing off flower.

one girl... a scared past.... An unknown future Humans have doomed the enchanted races, after a decade long war the land has plunged into darkness. In a world of evil and black magic, danger and betrayal, there is a place where the wild flowers grow where a lonely half -blood girl made her home, in a forest where the magic of old resonates the last born daughter of the elven lord Ezra fights for her life. The new King is told that a young half-blood who has passed through the eye of judgement and received the touch of death will cast him from his thrown and heal the wounds within the land, so he kills every magic user he can find in an attempt to rule supreme for all eternity.

What is a family? "A family is a close-knit unit of kin that strives to love, care and work with its members as a team." That's what the dictionary says. But a dictionary is just a book, and what does a book know about real life? In Number Four Maple Road, there is a lot more rivalry and payback than teamwork. After all, five siblings with utterly different personalities living under one not-so-big roof was never going to be easy. Everyone knows that. They just didn't expect it to be so hard! "A delightful story of growing up and realising that those around you will always play a part in your life." Thank you to the amazing @ShwetaChp for designing the cover. Your work is beautiful.

She can't choose. It's her fate, her karma. This the only way to pay back everything. Disclaimer : A simple description but I believe there's a lot of things to catch up behind it. This is not my first work. I've done this before with different acc but because of a slump, I need to take a rest and come back again with new story after two years fighting with myself. Please give me a lot of support for my comeback and do not forget to like and add this book into your books shelf. This is a genuine work by me. Please do not copy and update my work somewhere. Except for the cover, shout-out to the real artist who draw the art. Thank you, because of it I got some ideas and use your art for my story cover. If you want me to take it down, the cover I gladly invite you to dm me. :) © All right reserved by Glossier

Call me crazy, but looking into the beast's eyes, I felt kindred... it was as if a piece of me I have found. Though I could swear that it smirked at me... This one will definitely be fun to play with... I believe am going to love the entertainment . An interesting one...hmmmm

This book is dedicated to the people how have dyslexia, anxiety, and or depression. Even if you have not experienced any of theses you can still learn what it's like.

Leaving behind a home is hard. Leaving behind the people who felt like home is even harder. After moving from Germany to America, she's forced to start over in a place where friendships are louder, quicker, and somehow emptier. Back in Germany, connections were deep, loyal, and built to last. In America, everything feels temporary-like she's always on the outside looking in. Told through bittersweet memories and quiet heartbreaks, Foreign Faces, Familiar Goodbyes explores the pain of losing childhood friendships, the confusion of forming new ones, and the reality that some people aren't meant to stay-no matter how much you want them to. Some friendships fade with distance. Others fall apart up close. This is the story of both.