Bewildered Stories

These are some of my fabricated pieces, it's just a compilation and i can't promise that it will gonna be that wonderful. I write on my free time and when I'm in the mood. Photo used in the cover is not mine credits to the real owner.

He arrived as a stranger, but left pieces of his heart behind. Between new halls and borrowed friendships, he learned how to love- and how to lose. A romance bloomed, then shattered, leaving him believing that was all love had to offer. But love is patient. It hides in plain sight. In quiet moments, shared laughter, and a girl who had always been there- waiting, unnoticed, unforgettable. And when their eyes finally meet, he realizes some love stories don't begin loudly. They begin softly, in familiarity, in fate, on the day he laid his eyes on her.

This is a story about a girl being bewildered, confused.Feeling sorrow and happy with excitement at the same time.It's a tragedy.

This story is about the stages of love with two guys, Cruz stanturo And Carlos Conan

Skylar Jane is a young and ambitious realtor who loves to explore different houses with her friends Tyler, Kody, and Jamie. One day, they stumble upon a mysterious neighborhood where every house seems to have a secret. As they enter each house, they find themselves transported to a different year that matches the house address. For example, the house at 1776 Main Street takes them to the American Revolution, the house at 1914 Maple Avenue takes them to the outbreak of World War I, and the house at 2020 Elm Street takes them to the COVID-19 pandemic. Along the way, they encounter historical figures, witness major events, and learn valuable lessons. But they also face dangers, challenges, and mysteries. How did these houses become time portals? Who is behind this phenomenon? And how can they get back to their own time? Skylar and her friends must find the answers before it is too late.

A guy stuck with 2 choices, hoping to find 1 as an answer. But its hard for the guy to make a decision. A wise man once said "You can't make a decision while you are confused." A Question? A Question? A Question? and that's how it ends. I hope my words will inspire you and fill your heart with Love. Feel the raw emotion in my poetry and let my words flow through you. If you enjoyed, please remember to vote with a star.

It is better to be all alone then to be surrounded by loved ones that take you for granted.

Thoughts of how people we love may not be what we have expected them to be

Nicholas Hunt is dead. Or is he? When Lady Kate Matson discovers the man she has loved her entire life is faking his own death to catch a traitor, she is determined to help him--even though five years at war has turned him into a cold, hard man, seeking revenge. Can Nick overcome his signed wedding contract to a mad duke’s daughter, a traitor bent on murder and the tragic memories of his childhood to win Kate in the end? You will laugh. You will get the shivers. You may even cry. But watching the sparks fly between Nick and Kate will make you wish the story never ends!

Third collection of short poems/rough drafts I wrote a while ago.

When a good story is reduced to a melodies or memory It sounds good, but it pinches sometimes. We find out how to love and be loved. We both give and take. We give and take. This is based on how I felt at that time. Putting it down in writing makes you feel good. I love you if you perceive 143. Eight-letter lines in three words behind three words with 12 letters, which means letting you go. I hid for a long time. I think we need to put it out again. Just to keep the records straight There are times when you can't figure out who you are. It's messy, revealing, and sometimes rash. I've been happy, satisfied, and organized for a while now. most of the time, and mixed. We always get better by going through things. It's the greatest teacher ever. It took years, more years, or some time to figure it out. The only reason I wrote this is because it makes me feel good. It's amazing to think of someone who could connect to it, isn't it? Let's find out!

'I...I don't know what to do no more' I stuttered, tears spilling from my face into my palms which traced out my pathway to life with broken routes. I am lost, bewildered and alone...I have nobody and will never have anybody ever; there is no reversing. Nobody really knows me at all..and never will...