Contemplating Stories

In a city where magic flows like code-compiled, structured, auditable-Vex has learned to survive by being useful. They cannot cast. Every spell crashes with a fatal error no diagnostic can explain. So they've become a translator, a compiler, making everyone else's magic work while their own refuses. When wild-code appears-magic that flows from intention rather than syntax, impossible to regulate or suppress-the Mage Council sees risk. Vex sees people whose magic works differently, not wrongly. People the system rejected first. Commissioned to help eliminate wild-code, Vex must choose between the safety of invisibility and the risk of being seen. Between a career built on working around their "limitation" and fighting to prove it was never a limitation at all. A novel about systems that claim to be neutral, magic that refuses to lie, and the cost of rewriting infrastructure when you can't stay invisible anymore. Updates Tuesdays, Thursdays, and Sundays!

All is fair in love and war. Right? Follow the lives of four women who worlds collide. For the good or for the bad?

A man wanders alone, lost in both time and thought in the quiet solitude of a vast forest. Under a watchful gaze, he confronts the fragmented memories of his past; his regrets, his joys, and the weight of a life lived. He relives moments of love, parenthood, and missed opportunities and finds himself reflecting on those moments of his life that consume him. This novella explores the nature of reflection, the human struggle to make peace with the self, and the choices that shape us through rich allegory and profound introspection. With stunning imagery and a narrative that invites readers to reflect on their own lives, this is a meditation on the burdens we carry and the paths we ultimately choose to walk. - - - Winner of the 2025 March Writer's Crown from the Watthub Community

This is a collection of poems I've written, I plan on adding to the existing ones. My writing can go from the whispers of a broken soul to the chuckles of a joyous heart but overall my intention is expression. I hope that my writings remain immortalised as they touch and connect people.

Romance, reflection, weariness, gratitude, poems for every situation, find your favorite now! (A collection of various poems, not always indicative of my true beliefs, situations, or positions.)

[Rewriting + Editing + Ongoing] **** Fiction Awards Nominee 2020 Longlisted - in Wattpad's Open Novella Contest 2019 (April) Shortlisted - in the Monthly Gemstone Awards 2019 (July) **** A shadow at a time, Fear cripples right in, A shadow one more instant, A million scares spiral through... ••• After the sudden disappointment and break up with her long-time fiancée - Spencer, twenty-five-year-old Melissa Adesuwa Johnson decides to take the bold step and return to the family she left because of Spencer. As difficult as it seems, she still decides to go back to the family she abandoned for the fake 'happily ever after' she was deceived to believe. During her flight back home, she notices that someone is trailing behind her, non-stop. His shadow intertwining with hers, at every point. Interestingly enough, she recognizes this person's silhouette as the same one that'd nearly stalked her to death - through incessant, shadowy appearances, during her stay abroad. Who is he? And what exactly does he want from her? Were the very questions that bothered her endlessly. Nevertheless, as she surges back to her hometown - now ready to fix the mistakes she'd made, the incessant stalking experiences worsens, as this stalker goes as far as terrorizing her entire community. Now determined to find out who this devil is, she starts sending him letters; letters that question his identity. But, what she doesn't know is that the letters she'll send to him will lead to a whirlwind of surprises and throw her in a web of complexities of culture, mystery, secrets and truths that'll change her entire life. Forever. **** "I like this book very much. Continue to work hard...." - @ -kiwiloves- "I have never read a book so interesting.... The best mystery book I have ever read..." - @kundab "I really loved the voice of the character. It sounded strong and authentic. The story didn't start off with a cliche opening and it really is a good book...." - @ weavingd

A man walks in an Autumn forest, realising the true meaning of being human. He contemplates life and enjoys his newfound appreciation for life as he only has a few minutes left.

#13 as on 20/02/17 An anthology of poems. Eruption of the volcano containing the lava of my pent-up emotions. Splashes of it on a piece of paper. "The bottle containing the ink of thoughts is overflowing, I have no choice but to pen down those words glowing, Whether the reader is left to mope or exhilarate, At least,my desire to write,it will satiate..." All Rights Reserved.

Love huh? What a funny thing.. 💌.

The second volume of Unmuffled

A quiet morning encounter with a small, fearless traveler. In the soft light of dawn, a snail crosses a dangerous road - slow, unhurried, unaware of the peril rushing past. From the sidelines, a watcher offers help, speaking only kind words, waiting with patience until trust is earned. A short, tender poem about kindness in unexpected places, the beauty of small lives, and the gentle art of letting someone find their own way home. For readers who find meaning in the smallest creatures - and the quiet acts that make the world a little less cruel.

Inspired from my own journals and Lord of the Mysteries by Cuttlefish that loves diving. Initially posted on reddit, but I thought I'd post it here as it does contain thoughts from my journals and poems.

I'm running out of explanations here. I'm winging it. I'm always winging it. The title just felt right and damn, here we are. It's poetry so if it's not your thing, you might like it. Occasionally, it may be a little prose, depending on the feeling but we'll try to keep it consistent. Does anyone ever even read these things? Ok it's about a boy, a lonely boy. Sometimes he feels like he's a thousand leagues under the sea. Other times, it's like he's been severed from reality. Whatever that means. This boy, just wants the world to understand him. But it has no obligation to. So he's stuck on the outskirts of everything and everything else hoping for some sense of clarity. It never comes. It never will. This is a documentation, of his never ending pursuit. That was decent, right? I do love letters, letter letters, confessions, police statements on the side, in case you need them. Basically, I'll handle the ever living heaven out of your writing needs. The sick part, is that it's free so feel free.. to blast the message board and I'll take the time I usually use to do something constructive and meaningful to tend to your requests. Read well, friends.

A collection of observations, wishes, and goals. As growth occurs in life, so too will it manifest within this work. Dedicated to the loving, and the learning to love again.

Look from no end. Begin to Evaporate, Grow and gain an Identity, become one, observe the nullity of being. All will lead you Nowhere- from an impending illness, to the neutrality of self and the grandiosity of the pale nightingale. There you will find Beginning. Freely give. Let me into your mind. Let me see. By: Mac-Donald C. Jospeh

"what have I become/ my sweetest friend"

A selection from my blog CatholicScot.blogspot.co.uk exploring meditation, contemplation and the mystic tradition of Christianity

Just beleive in your self

Sharing with you nocturnal inspirations about daily gloomy & gleeful episodes. Just some sour peaks & sweetened ticks with hardly any utopia.