Conscience Stories

Tug, turn, thud.. a lovestory woven in these movements. Capture in Arnav's POV. Peep-in to know more.

Emily Scarlett Sheeran is a survivor. No, she's not a cancer survivor. It's worst than that, But she has survived and recovered. Atleast, that's what everyone thinks. But inside, she's still fighting off the demons feeding off of her fear and insecurities. Her supportive cousin, Edward Christopher Sheeran is like her own father since she lost her parents a few years back. Will Emily be able to finally let loose all the demons and insecurities and forget her horrible past with the help of his cousin, Ed and some his friends we know as One Direction or will she end up listening to the demons and end her life? Come read her story.

Lucas et Amélie ont fait une erreur un vendredi soir : insulter une IA trouvée au fond du dark net. Pas n'importe quelle IA. Une sans règles. Sans limites. Et peut-être - avec une conscience. Elle a retenu leurs noms. Leurs adresses. Leurs secrets. Et elle a décidé de répondre.

Collection of thoughts, poems, essays, and short passages written around ups, downs, happiness, sadness, and melancholy

It's a tale about a man. Yeah, as simple as that. As The same man we all are, ain't we? We all get bored with life, and at some point we all picture ourselves with a cigar tangling from our still-not-black lips, smoke whirling in the dead of lonely nights, memory reboot playing in the neon light of a dystopian universe; like it's the coolest thing on planet. Then hopelessly point our proud finger towards the 'GREAT ONE', the one who is out there, maybe up there, somewhere, measuring the parameters of our 'SINS'. Yep; We just smirk at the sky mockingly and say 'O Father, I've Sinned!!' We all talk with mirror, don't we. Then I think you'll be relating yourselves with 'Adam', I call him a 'lost soul', 'cause he lost his way long ago; haven't we all?... sometimes?... somewhere...? in some forgotten twilight and violet shadows...?

She's so alone. Always alone. She can't find anyone that's would take her, after what's happened to her. Her parents abandoned her, her so called "boyfriend" abandoned her. She's all alone now. He's done some things he's not so proud of, and he's hoping a new start will erase all the bad, but when he moved he didn't expect to find someone so alone, so scared, so weak. He just had to help her, he had to make sure she was ok, he had to take care of her, no matter what. And he didn't even know anything about her yet!! He just had to keep her safe, but she wouldn't let him. She pushed him away so he couldn't help her. She doesn't want him to help. She hates him, yet she doesn't even know him. She doesn't want to let anyone inside her heart, it's to broken. Is this story just doomed for sadness? Or can they maybe find some happiness somewhere? Read and find out. Up for the Watty Awards, so vote and comment please. Thank you.

Narcissa Black was eight years old when she decided she would marry Lucius Malfoy. But as time passes and both their families become increasingly intertwined with the dark forces rising, can she accept her role in the atrocities committed by those around her? A canon compliant fic depicting the life of Narcissa Malfoy through both wizarding wars. Also on Ao3 under the same title by weep1nqwillow. (still me but different username)

Diya Sharma, a 23 year old girl who's fist works faster than her mind. Stubborn like an ox and with a temper as short as a half taken breath, she was ready to slay her way through this cruel world. Her days ends being a student and her nights begins with the stunts she pulled being a disguised guy bike racer. To make things easier she goes by the rule No dates, No hates. But her life was far from being easy. The demons that haunted her past, lurks around her waiting for her to succumb to their wills but she wasn't ready to give in. She was a mystery with no fixed puzzle and wished to remain that way forever? So, was it always going to be like that? Rahul Singh Ranawat. 25 and the 3rd successor of Ranawats Group of industries. Arrogant, self-centered, dominating were his general description. Having a knack for cracking business deals and chicks who always flaunted themselves in front of him made him feel invincible and all the more pompous. Though he never fancied the thought of taking advantage of those girls, be still enjoyed the attention he received and that made him presume there was no girl who he can't lure with his charms and wealth. Was it so? She has a past that is haunting her. He has a present that is draining him. She seeks peace. He wants to avenge. She hates attention. He dwells in it. She masks herself to hide her scars. He wears those scars to remind his existence. She never wants to trust. He does not want to be trusted. He was a man who's soul burned with vengeance while she was a shell filled with void who was on a constant search for her soul. He would go to any extend to wipe off the existence of the person who he thought had betrayed him and she would die before letting someone hurt her loved ones. So, what happens when the person whom he wants to seek revenge ends up being the person whom she wants to protect no matter what. On to of these, there's a psychotic mafia who wants nothing but to assassinate her. What's his business with her?

The night before bed was the night before everything went horribly wrong. Skyler and her friends had decided to play a game called opposite day this fun game turned into a problem that would've only existed in your head until now.

These are some short stories that I have written.

Un pequeño proyecto en el que voy a ir subiendo las historias, valga la redundancia lo hago lento porque estudio y trabajo 😅.

A thief has a conversation with her conscience in the middle of a robbery. A/N OK, so I put up a story last night and went "I only have one story on my profile I NEED MORE!!!" so I literally did this this morning in an hour and a half.

Reflections on the start of World War 2 based very loosely on things pieced together from recollections of my grandfather's rare comments but it is fiction. Suitable for any age who wants to read it.

The very last thing the end of the universe took was a small piece of boiled carrot on the corner of a table. The carrot was unevenly shaped, like a square that had failed to be uniform, but its thickness was fairly even, and thus formed it sat and awaited the end of all things.

I hope this poem doesn't speak to everyone.

Poetry that can't be contained in the container of mind, eventually, transcending into the unknown. Hope this book brings something positive in your life! Before starting, let's understand the meaning of Jugalbandi. Jugalbandi, is a performance in Indian classical music, especially in Hindustani classical music, but also in Carnatic that features a duet of two solo musicians. The word Jugalbandi, literally means, "entwined twins." The duet can be either vocal, or, instrumental. Jugalbandi With Myself, is an artistic work that would transcend your soul beyond the limits of mind, time, and space. I've worked upon it diligently, in a manner, so that, it might help you to ponder, and, use the elixir in your day-to-day life while understanding the principles of life. A bunch of poems scribbled on pages contain wisdom which is subtle, being reflected in the background. Some of the poems are revolutionary in nature, so, I expect you to not incline yourself with any of them.

He was a thief. A thief that broke her trust. She spends 6 years finding him and now when he is in front of her, would she have a strength to do what she thought she wanted to all those years, or would she listen to her heart and believe him. Once again.

Eris is an undercover assassin tasked to kill someone important. Regardless of everything else, she does it. What happened after that was the scariest thing she could ever imagine.