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One accident. Two lives that were never meant to collide. Arian is on the run. From his past. From himself. Amira lives for her family, her beliefs, and the hope of a better future. But a single moment changes everything. When their paths cross in a way neither of them can escape, they are forced to confront questions with no easy answers. How do you live with guilt that can never be undone? How do you begin to heal in a world that keeps breaking you? A story about pain, second chances, and the relentless search for justice. _____________ This story is part of a duology, and I'll be sharing it chapter by chapter. One chapter every day, inshaAllah. You are my beta readers before publication-so be honest, be harsh if you need to. And maybe... leave a little kindness too. _____________ © Dahlia Rofasir, 2026. All rights reserved. This story is my original work. No part of it may be reproduced, distributed, or used in any form without my permission.

A glimpse into where the mind can wander during 30 days without its oldest companion - addiction. This is an attempt to capture my own short reflections, trace the quiet, often uncomfortable shift from numbing out to tuning in. Each day captures a fleeting thought, a passing feeling, or a moment of clarity that might otherwise go unnoticed. daily publishes original work by ginasmoon Disclaimer: Since this is about a private matter, I will not disclose which addiction exactly it is about. It's meant to be read as an abstract work that can tap into different aspects from alcoholism to struggling to get over someone. Enjoy!

What if I forgot the password. At least I can search my username and see the published entries. Diary writing is love. There is a hope in my mind about days ahead. The days ahead might be bad for me but there is an equal chance of them being good. This is a hope, I am holding on. Holding hope sounds vulnerable, but to a person trying to hold herself in life- It's translucent future. Glad it's not opaque as before.

Day 1 of working at Nightlight Corp: caught boss drinking blood from a mug. Day 2: he kidnapped Mr. Whiskers. Now it's war. I live in his penthouse. Mr. Whiskers has his own tiny coffin. I should be terrified. But my cat refuses to leave. And my boss just called me "interesting" in that voice. The previous assistant texted me: "Run. He steals more than cats." Too late. I think I'm next. Daily updates & one very spoiled cat. Vote if you'd let a vampire steal YOUR cat.

"this red thread woven in the vulnerable. | are we dull and palpable like you sought? | such impressible hearts that seek | another joyful memory | but let's just pretend, | that the conclusion is miles away. | swan songs and tidings, | are not what the world invites | but this heart yearns for so | and for a moment | the light shone and all bask in it | even beneath this raw flesh." song inspo: no choir by Florence & The Machine. It's seen 3 years and I am so excited to bring you another around of my short but interesting poetry. and I'm so happy. As usual feel free to Interpret these poems however. While listing to the inspiration songs and I'll make a full playlist of all songs this time. cover by me.

The List of all the grammer topics for JLPT N3 with Example sentences.

Part 3 : This story begins during the canon timeline, bridges world-breaking events, and continues past the series finale. Dracule Marya Zaleska has always lived in the shadow of her father, Dracule Mihawk, the world's greatest swordsman. But Marya is no ordinary heir to a legendary name. Gifted with the enigmatic Mist Mist no Mi (Mythical Logia Achlys), she wields the power to summon the fog of death and manipulate the veil between the living and the dead. Yet, this power is both a blessing and a curse, as it binds her to a destiny she does not yet understand. Determined to escape her father's towering legacy, Marya sets out on a journey to uncover the truth about her mother, a woman shrouded in mystery who sacrificed herself to protect a secret so profound it could shake the foundations of the world. Along the way, Marya discovers fragments of her mother's past-clues that lead her to ancient ruins, forgotten battles, and a conspiracy that ties her family to the origins of the Devil Fruits themselves. But the closer Marya gets to the truth, the more she realizes that her parents' sacrifices were not just for her sake-they were to protect the world from a looming catastrophe. As the line between ally and enemy blurs, Marya must confront the darkness within herself and decide whether to embrace her deadly powers or reject them to forge her own path. "Dracule Marya Zaleska: Oni Phantom - Devil Fruit Origins" is a tale of legacy, sacrifice, and self-discovery. In a world where the past and present collide, Marya's journey will reveal the secrets her mother died to protect and challenge her to rise above the shadows of her name to become a legend in her own right. This story takes place in the # OnePiece universe involving many of the characters created by #EiichiroOda. #FinalSaga #PostCanon #BridgeLore #PostTimeskip #CanonExpansion #WorldBuilding #HighWordCount #DailyUpdate

~ [Professor× Student] Top Taehyung Bottom Jungkook

A (hopefully) daily letter written to the one yet to be found

No year is a perfect year. Some days will be written properly. Some days will be messy. Some days might be missing. This is just a person, going through a year, trying, failing, resting, hoping, and writing when it feels right. If you're here, you're welcome to stay ❤️

A poetry book covering topics like mental health, daily life, spirituality, lgbtq identities and the typical experiences of a teenager. The last sections or "dictionary poetry" are a collection in which the poems are inspired by words from the dictionary. I wrote this book during a time of trying to explore different viewpoints and life in general. I choose the title "the colors of spring and winter" because at this time in my life I felt like I was not able to commit to things, and this title represents sticking to something I feel proud of.

I spotted her sitting on the edge of the rooftop railing, her pencil scratching away at her sketchbook. I couldn't resist. I sauntered over, a plan forming in my mind. As I approached, she looked up, her eyes narrowing slightly as she sensed my presence. I flashed her a lazy grin, and her gaze dropped back to her paper, but I could see the tension in her shoulders. I snatched her sketchbook from her hands, holding it out of her reach. "Hey, what's the masterpiece?" I teased, flipping through the pages with a chuckle. She glared at me, her eyes flashing with annoyance, but I could see the spark of amusement dancing in their depths. I loved that about her - she couldn't hide her emotions, not even when she was trying to. "Give it back," she demanded, her voice husky and adorable. I held the book closer to my chest, enjoying the game we were playing. I loved teasing her, loved watching her try to get under my skin. And I had to admit, I was a little obsessed with getting her attention. ________________________________________ Set in the 90's, this story follows a close group of friends through school days filled with laughter, games, cassette tapes, and holidays. At its heart is a quiet love that begins in friendship, grows with time, breaks with distance, and waits through adulthood. A journey of love, loss, and memories that never fade. Some friendships grow into love. Some love never lets go.

SMALL GLIMPSES OF TEENHOOD(⁠^⁠^⁠) *** A SHORT COMFORTING STORY. *** !!!COMPLETED!!!

when Y/n moves to East highland it's not. what she thinks, when she not only ends up living with a drug dealer but, also falling for a drug dealer. But to both their surprise Ashtray falls for her too. TW: light smut, ed,substance abuse

HISTORICAL DARK ROMANCE NOVEL! Hidden king × Fallen Princess

I'm Sorry.

"Hello everyone, I'm your psychology professor, Agniv Kashyap. I want all of you to please stand up and introduce yourselves," he said with a smile. One by one, everyone began introducing themselves. When it was her turn, she stood up- "No need," he said absentmindedly She shot him a sharp glare, and he looked back at her with pleading eyes, silently asking her to stay quiet "Uh... I mean, there's no need for any more introductions, We hardly have ten minutes left, and I want to explain something very important to you all, he quickly corrected himself, clearing his throat. He stole one last glance at her and caught her giving him a deadly stare. Swallowing nervously, he turned toward the whiteboard, while she hid her face behind her book. "This story might seem unrealistic or illogical to some readers, but please remember - it is purely fictional and written for entertainment only."

I should actually make full dairy entry's

Kareena tragic love story yaha kuch nahi kahehg jo bhi hain sidha story main pata chal jayega aap ne yeh story already dekhi hain lekin hum isko kareena ke uper likhna chahte th isliye yeh chota sa prayas.. please es story ko bhi apna support dena.. bs yahi kehna chahte hain

I'm just a random person sharing quotes that I think needs to be shared with others. ☻♡