Ephemeral Stories

𝐄𝐏𝐇𝐄𝐌𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐋 (adj.) 𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢 𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘳𝘵 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦. 𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇, Juniper Hargrove falls in love unexpectedly with the bathroom creep. 𝐎𝐑, 𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 Steve Harrington can't help but take interest in his enemy's sister. [𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐕𝐄 𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐓𝐎𝐍 𝐗 𝐎𝐂]

Mumbai ki baarish mein Detective Ayesha ki zindagi ka ek hi maqsad tha. Apne Bhai k Qaatil The Artist ko salakhon k peeche dekhna. Uske is plan ko tehes nehes karne uske saamne khada tha Prime Suspect Mumbai ka sabse bada gunah, The Aryan Malhotra. Qaatil ko pakadne k chakkar mein Ayesha aur Aryan sign off a deal. And this leads to Aysha jis qaatil ko dhoondh rhi thi usi k prime suspect k sath SHAADI!!!!!!!! Let's get into this mess with some banter and drama.

Like roses & throns

The world will turn, and every word will be forgotten. But, in this moment, they are everything. My poem entries for Shortys 2025.

A symphony of fading hopes , explores the depths of unspoken emotions with poignant reflections on lost love, heartbreak, and fading dreams. This collection captures the essence of cherished memories now reduced to shadows, and the raw sorrow of a heart wounded by silent battles. It delves into the resignation of dreams that have dimmed over time, and the delicate balance between fervent desire and fear. Through evocative verses, experience the ache of unreciprocated love and the quiet desolation of rejection. **"Apathwish"** is a sanctuary for those who seek solace in the silent yearnings that define our deepest feelings.

"What a treacherous thing to believe that a person is more than a person." - John Green Finn Taylor is a mayfly - here one moment and gone the next. Elle Greene's life changed from the very first moment she laid eyes on the transient boy whose reputation preceded him, and she soon learnt that you can't believe everything you hear. They say opposites attract, and before long the two bring out both the best, and the worst of each other. Elle and Finn share a fiery love, but every fire must die down eventually.

Nikolai isn't any ordinary guy. At 17 years old, he's already sold his soul to the devil and agreed to lose his ability to love in exchange for immeasurable beauty and wealth. It's safe to say that his values are in the wrong place. But with the arrival of a persistent new boy named Casper who's eager to uncover his secrets, Nik soon finds himself questioning everything he's ever believed in. Can happiness truly be bought? Is anything really worth the price of love? Just when it seems like things can't get any worse, the Devil himself decides to make some extra appearances. And this time, he wants Nik.†

I, Blakacungog, am the last Drygur in the whole universe. I just wanted to start a new life but my nightmares are killing me. You see, Poliukono's are chasing after me. They want all of Drygun to be slaughtered. If you stop reading this. I will be killed

Poem / Abstract Creative Writing piece 7/14/2022

Six Word Stories by Marlen Saga [Made just for you] ... ｎ．　ｅｐｈｅｍｅｒａｌ　 ：ｓｏｍｅｔｈｉｎｇ　ｔｈａｔ ｌａｓｔｓ　ｆｏｒ ａ　ｖｅｒｙ　ｓｈｏｒｔ ｔｉｍｅ "...•..." Read at your own risk! "...•..." P.S. Any resemblance or similarities with other pieces weren't intended to happen. I wrote all of these based on my ideas.

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-revised and english version. *** The rain fell in a soft, steady rhythm, each drop a tiny drumbeat against the pavement. Aurora stood mesmerized, her gaze drawn to the glistening city lights reflected in the puddles. A hand reached out, gently pulling her under the shelter of an awning. "You'll come, right, Samuel? You said I should be patient and wait for you." Her voice, barely a whisper, carried the weight of unspoken longing. He wasn't there. The comforting warmth of his presence, the familiar scent of his cologne, were all gone. He had said those words to soothe her, to quell the storm brewing within her. But the storm raged on, a tempest of emotions she couldn't control. Her fist clenched, a silent plea to hold back the tears that threatened to spill. She felt a pang of guilt, a betrayal of the man beside her, Felix, who had been so kind, so patient. But in this moment, her thoughts were a thousand miles away, drawn to a boy with eyes the color of the summer sky, a boy who had promised her a future they might never have. Two weeks. Two weeks that stretched into an eternity, a cruel reminder of the promises they had made, promises that seemed to fade with each passing day. Aurora knew she should let go, let the memories fade like the rain-washed city lights. But the echo of his laughter, the warmth of his hand in hers, lingered, a haunting reminder of a love that was both impossible and irreplaceable.

A poem about Joan

Beneath the weight of sunlight and shadows, Étoile: Sunlit Ashes unravels the delicate threads of life and reality. In this collection of poetry, moments are fragile, growth is bittersweet, and beauty is found in the quiet imperfections we often overlook. Like ashes suspended in sunlight-both fleeting and eternal-each verse is a whisper of existence you didn't know you needed: burning, beautiful, and achingly real.

Taylor and Calvin are dating and "expecting" a baby. Calvin is so excited and so is the media and Taylor. The thing is that Taylor knows something no one knows.....the baby is her but not Calvin's. Nobody but her knows not even her parents. Once the baby is born it doesn't looks like Calvin. He gets suspicious and requests a parent test... And he finds out something unexpected. The baby wasn't his, but someone else's.

Ephemeral: (adj) lasting for a very short time. 🌙✨🌻 Originally Written By: Mimayselfandiii [All Rights Reserved.]

Exploring the caverns of my mind is just a side occupation. I work the graveyard shift, usually from 9 p.m to 4:30 in the morning. And as scary as it seems, it really isn't all that bad. I mean what can I say? I get paid in "sleep".

Everything in this world will come to an end, except the word change. Let's look forward to the life of our protagonist, Stella Sirius Azalea. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ this is my first story so please bear with me. thank you.

Amidst the delicate petals, where beauty knows no bounds, A collection of verse awaits, in the language of love sounds. "The Beauty of a Cherry Blossom" is a tribute to love's allure, With each poem a tribute to the timeless beauty, pure. From the first blossom's arrival, to the petals' gentle fall, This book weaves a tale of love, a story for us all. So come, my dear reader, and let us take this leap, Into a world of wonder, where beauty finds its keep.