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The year is 2500. One government presides over everyone; they know your every move. Each person is monitored by a series of chips implanted at birth. Heart rate, temperature, hormone levels, brain activity. If you aren't useful to society, you are eliminated. In the midst of all of this, Ceera Corbin just wants to survive. At 17 years old, she is living in a 12x12 apartment. Her life is miserable until one day a boy with big brown eyes wanders into her life.

"we dream in our waking moments, and walk in our sleep." 𝗜𝗡 𝗪𝗛𝗜𝗖𝗛 amedea neri is pushed in to a prophecy without even being able to complain. FEM!OC X THALIA GRACE TITAN'S CURSE STARTED. 13082024 ENDED. 16082024

A Collection Of Badly Written Poetry And Fiction Designed To Make You Tear Out Your Eyes And Curse My Name Until The End Of Time...

As Elizabeth stared at the broken necklace, her head spun. Questions rang in her head as to how this could've happened. She has tried over and over again, she has changed everything she could, why does this always happen? Why can't she keep the necklace from breaking? Was she always doomed to fail? No... No, she couldn't stand for it. She won't. She would protect the one gleam of light in her life. Even if she had to break the timeline to do so. Thank you reedsy.com for the prompt: Character becomes obsessed with an object.

When William is left grief-stricken from the loss of his wife he will do everything to get so much a glimpse of her again even if it meant the destruction of reality.

Girl loves boy. Boy loves girl. Right person. Wrong time.

A story about of a young girl who will never find the one because of her heart who closes itself to the open.

A short story....

"Not this time" is a collection of quietly, desvatating, emotionally rich sapphic short stories about the kind of love that doesn't last but never really leaves. These one-shots explore the fragile space between soulmates and strangers, between almost and goodbye. "We found each other once, but not this time" For readers who crave softness wrapped in sorrows, and who know that sometimes love is true, just not enough. For the girls who almost had forever. For the ones who had to walk away. For the ones who still set the table for two.. ~English not my first langage~

When Stevie is all alone, a young man gives her hope again. She can't help but remember when she was young and in love... with Lindsey... before it all went wrong.

Jophiel cannot love the lovely orphan boy that confessed his love to him. But he still did anyways. mlm short story // assisted by chat gpt

The story of Tom Riddle's failed love life that inspired him to become Lord Voldemort. So I wrote this fanfiction a while ago and decided to upload it to Wattpad because why not. I know it's really short and kind of weird, but I hope you enjoy it all the same.

Mirah and Banana were a happy couple, until one day... the incident happened...

A demon hunter and a demon. Destined but forbidden for love.. Haru is a demon, not an unknown one either, Haru is a known demon for being an idol and manipulating human kind for her own selfish desire. Kyu is the one to sleigh this demon.

I never blinked. No. No one would believe that. Yes, because it's a lie. Well, not entirely. Hypometric Blinking is exactly what the doctor called it. It's exactly what my Dad said was wrong with my eyes. It reduces my blink rate. It's not really a disease-but a symptom. It can show up in several contexts, but in healthy people, it's sometimes just an unusual neurological quirk or linked to deep cognitive processing. Apparently, I blinked less because I was emotionally repressed but that's bullshit. I was the happiest person there was. I had two loving parents, no sad backstory, I'm just Sulien, a half welsh, half black boy. Of course we tried other hospitals but the medical tests never found anything wrong with me. The brain scans looked....normal. They referred to it as "neurological sluggishness" or "hypometric blinking with no clear origin." Well, little did I know. My little foster brother, Neven used to say to me, " You've always blinked slow, Sulien, like your brain doesn't trust your eyes to shut for even a second." Now I know better. He was right. My body resisted blinking because deep down, my biology knew a blink meant danger. I guess I could at least say I never blinked. And when I finally did, the world cracked open. Copyright © Oluwatofunmi E. Akinfe

A young girl starts to have weird visions, but dismisses it until she remembers.

A short encounter between two souls , sharing a brief moment together , relishing memories and thoughts before they bid their farewells.

She was perfection-too perfect, perhaps. He called her by many names, each one a reflection of the way he saw her, the way he needed her to be. Geneviève was not just a woman; she was a fever, a force, an obsession that blurred the line between love and madness. Through fragmented recollections and letters never meant to be read, a tale unfolds of longing, beauty, and the inescapable grip of desire. But beneath the poetry lies something darker-a question lingering between the lines, waiting to be answered. How much of love is real? And how much is only a dream we refuse to wake from? Please let me know what you think thus far (Chapters 1-3 available at this moment)

For Shannon Grace, romance was never part of her plan. Until she fell for him, with his easy smile and eyes that saw straight through her. Shannon is drawn to him against her better judgement.