Истории Bitter

Ivy Williams didn't come to Heartfelt University for drama. She came to pass her classes, chain-smoke her way through the stress, and stay out of trouble. Then she met Professor Sinclair. Cold, condescending, and infuriatingly attractive, Sinclair seems to have made it her mission to ruin Ivy's life one lecture at a time. But Ivy gives as good as she gets-and the more they clash, the more the tension starts to twist into something else. Something neither of them is ready for but both of them want far too badly. Sharp words turn into slow glances. Power plays turn personal. And soon, the only thing more dangerous than their rivalry... is what might happen if it stops. [wlw]

"Leviathian,your..... eyes" Jezebel's voice breaking, stepping back her reaction absolutely horrified. "What are you?" "I am a vampire baby" Leviathian lunges at her, draining her blood. He drops her body. Her wedding dress covered blood. But it doesn't end there. Leviathian turns her. And leaves without a note. Leaving her in transition. Alone. But why?. ***************************** Jezebel has lived as a ghost in a world of humans, carrying the scars of a wedding night that ended in blood and a betrayal that shattered her soul. Her lover who pretend to be a human for 2 years, turned out to be a monster on her wedding night. To get away from this, after a 100 years of monotonous life with her brother, she decides to live a life in North America. Wanting to start fresh. To leave behind all her past. But peace is a luxury a vampire can rarely afford. There she meets a human boy. Vester Moretti. ​Vester Moretti, a brilliant student whose warm heart and protective nature offer Jezebel a glimpse of the love she thought she'd lost forever. But Vester is no ordinary human. ​What happens when the past she thought she buried comes back?.

No one knows that Ye Xiao spent fifteen years waiting for him, waiting for the rain to stop. How many people love me, but I can't let go of you. A story of unrequited love, missed chances, and the heavy summer rain that drowned their youth. Silent Rain, Late Love -- a bittersweet high school romance with a heartbreaking ending.

A sequel to Call on me After Dimitri lost everything he was able to set his life again the second time and hopefully not make the same mistakes he did the last time but when he meets new friends and foes things start to blur...... Will he ever save the love of his life once and for all?

scribbling and saving those flash flood feelings

★──────────── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ────────────★ CHECK 'WARNINGS' BEFORE READING THE STORY! STORY OF MY ORIGINAL CHARACTERS ♬⋆.˚ 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟𓆝 𓆟 [ The story is not complete and i don't really know when it will be. Please be patient, thanks alot. (𖦹ࡇ𖦹) ] 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟𓆝 𓆟 ── .✦ PLOT: "Arcana is a thirteen-year-old who has just gone through a bad time and is slowly trying to heal. Until one day when she and her classmates go to school, a strange smoke appears making everyone faint. When Arcana wakes up she finds out that she and her classmates are trapped in a mansion and the only way out is killing." (THE STORY IS BASED ON REAL PEOPLE I KNOW.) 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟𓆝 𓆟 INFO: ↓(⁠￣⁠︶⁠￣⁠)↓ ★. Fanganronpa '⎚⩊⎚' -✧ ★. The first chapter will be released on the 7th of october 2025 (⁠◠⁠‿⁠・⁠)⁠-⁠☆ ★. Whatsapp Channel on the first PROLOGUE!!(⁠✯⁠ᴗ⁠✯⁠) ★. All the chapters and trial release (except chapter 1) are mostly unknown, because WRITING TAKES A LOT OF TIME. ┌⁠|⁠o⁠^⁠▽⁠^⁠o⁠|⁠┘⁠♪ ★. SORRY FOR BAD ENGLISH (⁠ ⁠･ั⁠﹏⁠･ั⁠) ★. Most of the photos are from pinterest ★. The drawings of the characters are drawn by me! (⁠ ⁠ꈍ⁠ᴗ⁠ꈍ⁠)

Let's see how this 2 couples save their relationships from the mess they are going to face The couple are Taehyung & Sara(Y/N) Jungkook & Sia(Y/N)

Her lips were soft. Too soft. I froze for a second on top of her, my heart slamming against my ribs. I was about to push myself up-apologize, do something-but then I felt it. Her arms. Sliding around my neck. Pulling me down. Closer. Before I could think, her lips pressed into mine again, deeper this time, drunk and warm and desperate. A groan escaped my throat before I could stop it. My fingers clenched into the sheets on either side of her head. I didn't mean to kiss back. But I did. I kissed her. Harder. Deeper. Her taste, the faint sweetness of whatever she'd been drinking, the way she sighed into my mouth-it made my mind blank, my pulse roar in my ears. My hand moved without permission, sliding up her waist, feeling the fabric of her top bunch under my fingers. I felt her shiver beneath me, and something inside me snapped. My fingers hooked at the hem of her top, about to tug- Wait. ... wait wait guys 😅 let's continue in the story heyy it's ND Just your local delulu ARMY 🐰💜 turning late‑night daydreams into words. 💌 Let's talk in comments, I love hearing from you! 🌸 Stay for the feels, stay for the magic ✨

"She thinks I'm cold because I don't feel anything. She doesn't realize I'm cold because I'm freezing everything I have inside just to keep it safe for her." "You're like a winter morning, Jimin. A bit chilly, but so beautiful when the sun finally hits." Read the story to find out more!! NOTE : NO PLAGIARISM IS ALLOWED !! IF FOUND REPORT IT IMMEDIATELY AND INFORM ME!!

This isn't just a story. It's a truth many live through, but rarely speak about. Eylul thought her biggest problem was her family - the constant fights, the pressure, the feeling of never being enough. Except for Ela - the only one who noticed, the only one who stayed. Then she met him. He was someone who listened, someone who stayed, and someone who understood her without asking. And suddenly, everything felt easier. Until she realized - he knew things he shouldn't. Not guesses. Not coincidences. Things she never told him. And the more she noticed, the more he disappeared. Now she's left wondering - is he hiding the truth... or protecting her from it?

What began as a spooky little game on the message board has now risen from the shadows into its own dedicated book! #NightBite brings you a weekly dose of vampire-inspired fun where mystery, creativity, and community meet under the moonlight. From fang-tastic trivia to eerie guessing games, dark character creation challenges, and everything in between, each week is a new opportunity to unleash your inner vampire (or vampire hunter).

an angst love story of a religious man and a free thinker woman. this 5 chapter series is based on true feelings and the forbidden love of different beliefs.

❝and the teeth of my heart, rot in your greedy ardor.❞ ↠ original poetry // centered around the different forms of love, hate and loss. * * * [highest rank - #26 in poetic - 4.15.20] [featured - @WattpadPoetry's love tides (love) reading list - 5.23.20] [featured - @newlywrittenbooks' verses are us | poetry reading list - 5.25.2020] [featured - @StoriesUndiscovered's poetic marvels | poetry reading list - 2020]

My name is Kailey Rogers. I wasn't always so isolated and sad, but I can't seem to pinpoint where it all went wrong. I have good memories, but they've gotten lost along the way. I'm 24, single and live at home. I envy my sister Gemma, 23. And seem to always annoy everyone. I have no friends, I considered my sister my best friend. And I have dark thoughts and dreams. It's not always of myself dying. But it has been recently. Things that happen during the day that people disregard have me questioning life, and my existence. I would never kill myself. But I dream of it. I dream of what it would be like to die. Like the daydream of death, I had today. That's why I'm sitting on the edge of my bed, wondering what it would be like to die. If all of my family just so happened to step into the hallway to use the toilet or go upstairs at the same time as the ceiling above me finally gave way. If all the cracks in the ceiling joined and there was a sudden snapping sound and I looked up to see the ceiling fall to my bedroom floor, as everything in the attic came down around me, before the weight became too much for my bedroom floor and I found myself falling down to the living room. It would happen so fast. My bed shifting under me making the mattress slip from beneath me, I'd fall backwards as something sharp comes through my bed frame and slices into my back, coming out of my chest. I'd cry out in agony and upon hearing all this my family would look into the room through the dining room doorway. They'd watch my body be impaled and my head slack to the side, facing them, as blood drips from my mouth. Death would slowly be creeping in on me just, so I can see their faces as I'm dying. So, I can see if I actually meant anything to them at all. So, I'd know if I'd be missed or loved.

His eyes, his brows, his sweet red lips, the whole being he is.. is holding my whole entity. I wonder how can I move on from the fact that he left me behind? that he doesn't want me anymore? that he made me fall inloved hard and then gave me up right away? why did he do that? Why did he gave up and leave me hanging? How can I move on from Jon Maxwell? How can I move on from the fact that I still love him? Hey guys this will be a very short sort of Noah fan-fic rendition. Thank you 💙

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A book open for all bitterness of life. Or...just FEELS. I KNOW YOU CAN RELATE IN THIS.

Threnos A name that means Lament or Song of Mourning. This is a one chapter story that I've written for school and it's been sitting in my notes since then so I've fixed some things and chose to publish it, hope you all like it.