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This book was not written out of bitterness, but out of clarity. For a long time, I believed that attention meant love-that being noticed, texted back sometimes, or kept close without commitment was enough to justify how much of myself I gave away. I mistook proximity for care, familiarity for intention, and silence for something I could fix if I just tried harder. These poems are about the years I spent waiting to be chosen by people who never planned to choose me. They are about lowering my standards, questioning my worth, and slowly losing pieces of myself in the hope that love could be earned through patience or self-sacrifice. They are also about the moment when that hope finally broke-and the truth stepped in. What I learned is simple, but it took me a long time to accept: when someone does not care about who you are, what you love, or what you have to say, they do not care about you. No amount of understanding, loyalty, or self-erasure can turn attention into love. This book is for anyone who has waited, excused, or endured because they thought being close was better than being alone. It is for those who confused longing with connection and felt guilty for wanting more. And it is for the version of myself who believed she had to change to be worthy of staying. Know that there is someone out there who will love you, don't settle. You're worthy to be loved fully and completely.

Reincarnated into a story. Whether it was manga, novel, or game. If you are the villain/villainess, there's a 90% chance the capture targets become attracted to you. If you are the main character, there's a 90% chance you ended up with a harem. If you are a mob character, there's a 90% chance the love interests will gathered around you. If you are the unfortunate canon fodder, there's a 90% chance you'll be pulling aggro on the main character BECAUSE their love interests ONLY interested in you. -And don't forget about the Cheat System. At least 95% Reincarnator will be given a cheat. Either it was a Legendary Blessing, Infinite Storage, Ultimate Healing Power, or other various Systems.... ...Well. I have that too. It's just. I DON'T EVEN WANT IT IN THE FIRST PLACE. --------------------------------------------------------------------------- Interface: [The Black Prince proposed to you] (Accept) (Consider) Me: ...dude what the f***k. Where's the (Deny) option?! I want Refund! --------------------------------------------------------------------------- Interface: [Yandere King finally succeeded in capturing you] (Submit) (Give up) Me: The f***k you trash product! Escape escape escape!! --------------------------------------------------------------------------- Interface: [The Demonic Icy General become infatuated with you] (Respond the feeling) (Cultivate the love) Me: ...Just die, you buggy System! --------------------------------------------------------------------------- Original Story. English is not my native tongue, so if you found verb and grammar errors please tell me, reader.

A Sections where I cover up what I write, a lore about my take on the genre of horror. This will let me to expose much spoilers from my work, without having forgetting or messing up with my ideas. ___________________________________________________________________________________ Each stories have their own plot, somes are connected somes are not. Most of the times I tend to make franchises out of it if I had the nessecary time, but it really depends on my outside life. Reading this, most of them tend to blend out into a novelization based on a whole new level of a "campy" game, most game I make have either no plot or a nessecary lore into it. If you likes to read some thrillers, I suggest Someone in the Nights, but if you enjoy more in the part of psychological horror, take Seven Days. __________________________________________________________________________________ Expects the unravel of campyness, and enjoy the ride along the way.

Sameera is a girl, who has lost control over her life at a certain point of time, the reason being a monster..... His name is Sanjay. She can never forgive him. She can never forget the pain he gave her.... She regrets for having allowed him to harass her. He made her life a living hell. Check out the story to know about their journey and to find out if she could get rid of him and start a new life...........

Hello, I'm a first-time writer. So feel free to correct my mistakes in the comments I would highly appreciate it. I hope everyone enjoys reading the two chapters that I wrote. my 1st and 2nd chapters have been beta read, but the rest of the chapters haven't been beta read because I couldn't afford one anymore. If I made any mistakes please feel free to dm me or comment. Here's the summary of the story. Before the virus outbreak, a pharmaceutical company that goes by the name VDN Solutions dreamt about making a mutant gene that can enhance the human body's capability. But the serum was altered too many times causing a deadly virus that escaped the lab and would later infect the world. 5 years later the virus has destroyed humanity. Indigo Miller, a 25-year-old man from Chicago, is fighting to survive this. Zombie apocalypse with his ginger cat Cheeto that can't meow. Indigo was always a coward throughout his life. He never fought for anyone or anything. His skills are hiding and not being detected by zombies and other humans. One day, Indigo went out to scavenge for some supplies and food when he accidentally comes across An injured guy who's quite peculiar, he later finds out his name is Minato Kanashimi. A 23-year-old mysterious, introverted Japanese guy. Can they survive this mess of a world? What will happen when they encounter more highly powerful zombies and A secret organization with a hidden past.

☆✭☆ Vita Crudele is about a shy and coward girl who finds it so hard to stand on her own. More importantly, a girl who doesn't know her own real identity. As she searches for her real self,she meets a guy named Colt who seem to know who she really is. As she continues her journey in seeking the truth, she meets more people on the way. Knowing more and more about the truth made her life in despair and led it to what she calls "Vita Crudele" ☆✭☆

Year 1918. All female servants are driven by curiosity. It's a common stereotype that redeems itself true by Isabelle Woodhouse, the loyal servant at the royal Buckingham palace. Among hundreds of servants, she finds a liking towards the American horse brusher, Richard Bobert. His lean figure, his kind, graceful eyes enchant her. Which she grew too curious of, for her own good... Is he really who he pretends to be? A man with an agreeable, simple demeanor? And it sure isn't hard to have a liking towards the sweet girl that serves you homely soup every evening, at least that's what so called Richard felt, then. He realizes his immense feelings for her a tad bit too late when his masked actions put her in a place of confusion, even hatred, at times. supporting a country, that wasn't his, and in terrifically illegal ways, through it's bloody war... Adrenaline drives people, like Isabelle, to think that this makes a man even more dangerously desirable. Is Isabelle supposed to protest against or stand with royality? Is it country or her passion for adventure? For it's wrong to fall in love with a black shadow and it's scandalous past... A thriller, that is sure curiosity yielding, will keep you flipping the pages.

I've been on this planet for almost a quarter of a century and half of that time, I had lived on the darker side of the star studded rainbow. This book of poetry chronicles the many instances of my humanity (manifesting in different alter egos) being broken.

Atlanta is taking Fly Lincoln down for the murder of her brother, no question. It seems simple enough...until CIA agent Conrad gets tossed into the mix along with the self-absorbed Natasha and Barry, the RPD officer who takes undercover work too far. Now, there are locked doors at every turn, and Atlanta feels that she is always tripping over someone as she attempts to salvage her mission of revenge before the tornado of people in her life throw her entirely off course.

( A Harry Potter Fanfic and James Potter Love Story based in the Marauders Era ) "Are you bloody serious?" Ron exclaims, looking at Harry, "A 5th Marauder?" Harry nods, sighing. "This maybe a little more crazy.. She might've been my mother." They all stared in disbelief, and Hermione had her jaw hanging out open. "That makes no sense!" She started pacing around the room, "That extra blot on the Map makes no sense! This supposed 5th Marauder can't possibly exist and she cannot possibly be your mother! Unless..." She looked at Harry, and they exchanged a look. "That's what I'm thinking." And they were right. Sirius Black did lie to the lot of them, saying that Evans was Harry's mother, saying that there were 4 Marauders, and everything in between. Sirius Black could lie, I can tell you that. I am Snow, Brooke Snow. No, not James Bond, Brooke Snow. And I am the one and only Girl Marauder, And this is my story.

Just a poem about something that happened...I wanted to rant and I figured you lovelies would wanna read it. BRENDORIA IS DONE!

Teen Fiction / Short Story Written in English All Right Reserved 2019 Zoey Huetter is a high school student from Bonafide Academy. She's typically the kind of student who hates mathematics, disapproves sport, enjoys heavy music and also silent and cold. Zoey knew herself that most people hates her for being herself including her English teacher and her teacher's-pet-classmate. This story shows how Zoey took down the two of them in her own 'Huetter' way.

it is a plot of conflict mind and heart ...there happens discussion ...and who wins is a suspense

War has come to Elaech. In order to fund his new war in Gallanuul, King Allard Navri has placed unbearably high taxes on his people, taxes that they simply cannot pay. Mothers send their sons off to die for a king who cares nothing for them in a war they want no part of. Families crumble under the pressure of collecting enough money just to stay alive. Children are forced to work in slave-like conditions in order to keep food on the table. One man, however, does not stand for this. Dorad Erilion, a young lord of Elaech and a member of the former King's court, calls for the people to rise up in revolution against this new king. The lesser lords, who are suffering under the new reign because of the loss of the peasantry, flock to Dorad Erilion's banner in the hopes of defeating the King Allard in his mighty castle in Werach. This rebellion must succeed, however, for if they do not, no mortal strength can save them from the wrath of the Coward King.

Steve starts his new world on Minecraft with an unexpected friend named Eggward, Eggward is a chicken, not as in scared, like an actual chicken, join him as he lives the beginning noob life in Minecraft, but as they progress on, Steve and Eggward realize, they aren't alone in the world.

We all have words we choose to be left unsaid And these words are our thoughts to keep.