Blackandblue Stories

This is a poetry book that describes the feeing, smell, and taste of colours. Some colours' topics are heavy and some are lighter. Some are about the ups of life and some are about the downs. These are about what I think about when I see this colour. I have a tendency to write these very fast so I can get all the words in the page so my spelling and writing may not always be correct....let's face it it won't be most of the time. Please enjoy nonetheless less because these are my personal experiences whether they are over dramatized or not. But I'll never tell... That parts up to you.

*CURRENTLY BEING EDITED/REPUBLISHED FOR IMPROVEMENT* **UPDATE: NEW UPLOAD SCHEDULE IS POSTED ON PROFILE PAGE** Em hates her past. She's unsure of her future, and she has troubles discovering her power in a group of people that have their own. Little does she know that the day she failed a simple mission was the day she rewound to her past. "Her eyelids fluttered as the gunshots rang in her ears. The two shots made her stomach flip and her mind fuzz until her senses were completely gone. Revenge was the only thing left on her mind." Chapter 8, Black & Blue Rankings: #2 in lio // 09/04/18 #5 in gunshots // 06/20/18 #63 in talon // 08/08/18 🌟2nd place award in the Chaos Awards 4, 2018 #TheWinterAwards #TLAParticipant2018 #pearlawards2018 #2018nebulaawards #wattys2018 #finnesseawards2018 COVER BY @majesticmountain - THANK YOU SO MUCH. this cover GIVES ME LIFE! JUDGES: Hi! I just wanted to say that I would really really really appreciate it if you gave me pointers or corrections in the comment section, or DM me. It would take less than a minute of your time and I would love to improve my story. Thanks!

welcome to black and blue! debuted august, 2016 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ this group consents of 4 members! Ji-hu Kim Ae-cha Kim Nori Park Ji-eun Manoban

She wasn't perfect. She was broken. She knew that and she could admit that but things always got complicated when you work for a handsome man. Don't they always? *This story is not for the easily offended, I can say that now. It does talk about sensitive topics like sexual assault, mental/physical abuse and death, but it also talks about homophobia. I do not condone rape, any type of abuse or homophobia because 1) I have had experience in the formerly mentioned topic of an assault. 2) I am open to talking to people because I am a very empathetic person. 3) It's a book that isn't based on a real person. Merely fiction. 4) I think gays and lesbians are awesome people and sometimes better than heterosexuals. (Personal opinion.) Constructive criticism is welcome. Put-downs are not although everyone has the right to their opinion.* *P.s I do use google translate for all of the different languages so if the translations aren't right I apologise and will be glad to be given help, under constructive criticism. *Also I don't any images unless specified**

(It's Not Perfect But Hopefully you ENJOY it!) The story of a sixteen years old girl Her story packed with actions and lies Her life with scratches and wounds Her beginning and End .. Can she find the beginning? & Can she make it till the end? Can she learn how to Love? Well if you want to know who she is then help me to find her purpose on her journey...

Mykie grew up in Houston Texas and has the most dreamy guy in school Kyle to call her boyfriend and the whole school on lockdown from her popularity but no one knows what actually happens outside of class when Kyle hits her almost everyday after school. Tommy a nobody thinks something's fishy in that relationship but no listens

A simple dress causes a huge debate across the world as some see it as black and blue and others see it as white and gold. The white and gold people suddenly start to get even stranger visions and develop super human abilities making the black and blue people seem old and inadequate. A war breaks out diving the world into two opposing groups. Which one are you?

Sequel to Black and Blue (read that first!) Dan struggles to get back on his feet after everything that's happened. Phil seems distant, and it causes problems in their relationship that Dan isn't sure he can handle.

melancholy \ˈme-lən-ˌkä-lē\ noun : a sad mood or feeling

I am Blue. I am Blue. I am Blue. "Hey sweetheart, we are looking for a girl named Ava Hill. Have you seen her?" The muscles in my chest seize up. Breathe. They don't know. "No, sir. I haven't seen her." Keep walking.

Bruised, and alone in a dark room isn't always the best thing for anyone, especially when you can't remember who you are, when your supposed to.

The perfect mans life was perfect •little to no punctuation •lowercase writing • doesn't mention josh and tyler but it was written with them in mind !!TRIGGER WARNINGS!! Mentions of depression, cutting and suicide Please do not read this story if the mentions of these things effect you badly. Stay safe x

Charlotte as a new member of One Direction, the guitarist, will be the only girl the boys will get too know well for the rest of their career together as a band. Always remember... Thick and thin...

With people like these, the truth is they're all alike, very alike. They just don't realise because they're black and blue.

Emma is 14, she has 2 older twin-sisters, Ocean and Summer aged 16, and a Younger sister (11) named Amberley. Growing up is tough, but growing up with an Alcoholic father and Mother with untreated bipolar is tougher. Emma often finds school her escape from reality, but being a teenager in high-school is no walk in the park either.

Her story was different. She was broken, she was left alone and without anything left since a little angel came into her life. Her daughter. Her little angel, her everything in her every seconds and every single minute. For her, she will do anything. But she will never know, all of that will change... When the little angel meet her father. * "Welcome to Cardiff, sir." I added. He just smiled to me. "I have been here before, Stephanie." he replied, walking a little bit closer. My breath hitched. I cleared my throat a little before stepping backward slowly. But then, he followed. One step, two steps, a few steps before I stopped, we stopped, because eventually my back hit the wall, he came even closer, until our face a paper thin apart. "Nice to meet you again, love." he said, whispering to my ears brushing his nose slightly to my jaw.