Daybyday Stories

Born of celestial wind and infernal flame, Alesso Liguori-the only child of Alex Andrepont, King of All Europe, and Mitch Liguori, the feared Demon Elemental-steps into a world that expects everything from him. At only eleven years old, he is already known across continents as the Hybrid Prince, the first Elemental created through Project Genesis, a miracle of magic and science. But Alesso doesn't feel like a miracle when he arrives at La Académie de Magie Beauxbâtons, clutching his admission parchment and the expectations of an entire kingdom. Here, surrounded by enchanted halls, dueling gardens, floating libraries, and students from every magical lineage, Alesso hopes to be just a boy discovering who he is. Instead, he discovers: Teachers who watch him with awe... or fear. Students who admire him, resent him, or whisper rumors about his demon blood. Secrets buried in the academy's ancient stones that react to his presence. A growing power inside him-a storm laced with hellfire-that he barely understands. And on top of it all... He is still a prince. While juggling spellcraft exams, magical etiquette, dueling practice, and friendships he never thought he'd have, Alesso must also learn court diplomacy, royal law, and the responsibilities of the crown he will one day inherit. His diary captures it all- the loneliness of carrying a destiny too heavy, the joy of discovering his own identity, the danger of enemies who hunt the Elementals, the warmth of letters from his Papa Alex and Father Mitch, and the unshakable courage he finds, day by day, to be worthy of both worlds. This is the story of a boy who must become more than a prince. He must become a legend-without losing himself along the way.

Whether my ink is bleeding for the gratification of my paper, or i am writing for the eyes of a reverist, the feelings I share in this letter are ones of despondency and sombre. - A day by day story about life from the perspective of someone consumed entirely by sorrow. It is expressive, and new for me to write so if anyone even slightly enjoys reading this then please let me know. I do not know the ending yet, neither do you. I was not sure whether to title this as a horror or not, so as the chapters are published feel free to decide for yourself if it is fitting of the title. Short chapters, i don't know when this will be finished (or if it is even worth writing)

poems I've written about love, heartbreak and day to day life as a teenage girl<3

This is Eve. 31 days to her 30th birthday, she found out that she has only 30 days left to live.

A collage of my adventures, thoughts and realisations. And memes once or twice

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Hey! In the recent past I have been infected by this bug which keeps giving me an urge to write. I had started writing at least 3-4 stories which stopped midway still awaiting their completion. I keep making some mental drafts which are yet to be penned down too. Finally, today I got this inspiration for writing a short story. I feel this needs to be a part of a series with the theme being a snapshot into some very ordinary lives. This is one of my favorite themes! I truly feel there is glory in ordinary lives. True love. Happiness , Contentment, Humanness are all more prevalent in these so-called ordinary lives. The lives of the kind of people who live next door or who you meet in public transport or at a traffic signal. I wrote the first such story today. Obviously, this has not been professionally edited and spruced up, Hence may be filled with flaws. I am hoping to create a few more such stories capturing many facets of normal and ordinary human lives, Then I hope to string them together like an anthology. Keeping my fingers crossed! Pardon the flaws in this amateur attempt.

Every day that goes by I can feel myself melting. I don't know what to do, but I can't run away.

Written as a dairy form of a girl Age : 16 In the course of many random days. With random writings!

This is where I right down how my day went and what I did. you'll get to know me more as we go. enjoy!

I have many thoughts so here are some for you

Poppy, a city girl. Considered a social awkward. Minimal friends. Unpopular. One day, she met Everett, an attractive guy, when she was forced to a camp by her mother. After the camp, things changed. How did her life changed? How far did they go?

You broke up with me and now I'm all alone. This is just my way to cope.

Just something to get my thoughts out of my head. Its day by day and all mine.

"Every morning when I open my eyes It's the same Day by day by day"🍁

Another F·$%ing Day. Patiently waiting

in here you'll find words of the days in my life which I wish where over~

Disclaimer: This book is completely fictional. The characters are made up and the plot is made up along the way. I intend this book to turn out to be a very long book since I have no idea how many chapters will be written. I will try to get at least one entry (chapter) in per day. Each entry wouldn't be too long and because of this if I have an idea of how long I want to write, I may end up writing several entries on one day and few or just one on another. Either way, I hope you enjoy the book. I intend to add a bit of romance, sob moments, Funny experiences, and other real life experiences that could occur. Enjoy!

This is my first story i didn't want to make a long story for my first story but have a nice day

My name is unknown to the world and that's how it's going to be for this. Identity doesn't matter. What matters is the story I'm telling the world. My story. It's not made up and no I'm not doing this for attention. Think of it as an open diary. I'm writing because someone in this big cruel world needs advise from someone who understands to a point. I will never completely understand what someone is going through because we as humans are not the same as others. No single brain or heart is made the same as another. Everyone has a breaking point but no one has the same. My story, my words are meant to let others know that they are not alone and that the only way out of rock bottom is to go back up. Some chapters may be longer than others and some may be very short. I don't mind if you want to comment on a part of my life to tell me that you are going through something similar and how you are trying to overcome it. I am a safe place for your thoughts, for your story. Please share with me like I share with you.