Expierences Stories

Rory and Ian used to share tales and experiences under a 'flower tree' when they were kids. Now that they are adults, they decide to retell those tales, at the same place, with no knowledge about the potential danger awaiting them. ( WARNING: SICKNESS, VIOLENCE, MENTIONS OF ABUSE, BLOOD AND GORE, SELF HARM AND SUICIDE, ETC ) ( DANDY'S WORLD IS OWNED BY BLUSHCRUNCH STUDIOS. I OWN THE AU AND MADE THE ART. )

Blood of consequences. Rinah works as the personal maid of an old man from a wealthy family. When he dies and leaves her an inheritance, the family turns against her, especially the youngest son, Radrie. As the tension between them grows, will she be able to protect herself?

I'm a new story writer. Excuse me if any mistakes are there in this story. And give your suggestions and likes if you really liked it. This story is about a girl, who is very innocent, kind, and generous.yes,it is not only a story but also the real time struggles faced by many girls. Especially , I want to talk about a Indian middle class girl. The girl with many thoughts, enthusiastm and wanted to Achevie many things in her life ...and See what the people are doing .....

She's fifteen, awkward and better at taking care of everyone else than herself. He's sixteen, popular and a football player everyone seems to know-except her. They've lived across from each other for years, separated by a quiet street and a roundabout she passes every day. She never really noticed him. Until one day, she does. Suddenly, he's everywhere. Across the street, In the school hallways. Or walking the dog right in front of her house. They might not in the same class and they definitely don't share the same world. But a small, unexpected meeting outside their houses changes something neither of them saw coming. As their connection grows trough stolen glances, quiet conversations and moments that feel bigger than they should, she struggles with the fear of being rejected- and the habit of putting herself last. But what she doesn't know is that he sees her in a way no one ever has. Experience the story about finding first love, slow burn and finding the courage to choose yourself- even when you're terrified of being chosen back. (And especially for the girlies who are to scared/ awkward to even text with a boy🤭) ---------------------------------------------------

"LOVE," another four-letter word for HELL. "BOYS," another four-letter word for EVIL. "MARRY," another five-letter word for WRONG. I more than anyone believed in this narrative but when the four hottest guys dash into my life, I found myself breaking my own rules. I couldn't decide if I was attracted to Tristan's cocky yet sexy attitude or perhaps, I was into Eric's flawless character. Maybe, I was just falling for Gabriel's enchanting voice. Wait, I must be hypnotized by Anthony's humoring way of life. Gosh, I don't know who my heart beats for. All I know is that they're all super hot and It'll be selfish of me to keep them all. If only my heart can help me to decide if only the universe can choose for me if only they aren't TOO HOT TO CHOOSE!! **** Will she end up with Eric Dawson, a super hot British man who's also known as MR. Perfect? Will her heart choose Tristan Scott, a super deadly gorgeous pilot, who's egoistic and intimidating? Maybe, the universe will match her with Gabriel Rodriguez, he's heavenly sculpted. He's labeled as the hot Devil that toys with women. Wait, she may just go for Anthony Scott, the hottest doctor who's very funny but struggles with drug addiction. They are all super HOT billionaires with great personalities with noticeable flaws. How does Kiara choose the one she loves especially when she has no experience in romantic relationships? And in the middle of this hotness, she has to make her dream a reality, being a music artist. Dive into a journey of fame and hotness with Kiara Bennet in this epic romantic love story, TOO HOT TO CHOOSE

✨Contains verses And lines ✨ Join me on this journey and shower your love by supporting my book. #1 in quotations 13.12.25 1k reads 18.1.26 #5 in journal 1.2.26 #4 in thoughtsandfeelings 4.2.26 #4 in deepfeelings 4.2.26

warning!: This is an actual diary about my daily thoughts. this can be abit insensitive at time so please scroll pas this if you are not comfortable with diaries and such

Life has its own plan for every one. A young beautiful lady and her dark past turns into bright one day. This story is purely written by me..All rights are reserved by kanaklaks

Teenage love is a fleeting yet unforgettable chapter-beautiful in its raw honesty and unshaped by the cynicism of adulthood. They met when everything felt new. When a simple glance could light up a whole day, and holding hands felt like touching the future. Together, they built a world of shared secrets, whispered dreams, and innocent promises. But life, as it often does, demanded choices. Career aspirations, family responsibilities, and the uncertain pull of growing up led them down separate paths. With heavy hearts, they let go-not because they stopped loving, but because they loved deeply enough to let each other grow. Even as years passed and seasons changed, the memories of that young love remained untouched. In quiet moments, they would still think of each other-the laughter in the rain, the late-night phone calls, the silent tears before goodbye. Deep within, they nurtured the hope that one day, when life had settled and the stars aligned, their paths would cross again. It wasn't just a love story. It was a promise sealed in youth and carried gently through time. Someday, somewhere, we will meet again.

!!all my dreams / life experiences!! im back at school now!! i re-enact these into writings when I have free time or when I actually have a dream.

Real Story by Lady.ch

A collection of poems about anything that makes one feel.

If poetry and quotes are something of your interest, then within this book you'll find one poetry or quotes after the other and the other. I hope you enjoy it as much as I enjoy writing it.

"Have you ever wondered, if there is an existing creature, that would happen to be immortal?" "Why would I? I've got something much better than that." "Hah, your precious inventions? Even those are expendable and you know it." "Perhaps they are, yet they remain loyal and never actually 'die'." "Whatever you say, my friend, but I will never give up on my research and one day I will prove to you, that there is something beyond perfect, unlike your flawed technology pieces." ----------------------------- Dark secrets lay hidden deep within Fallen Star, a seemingly ordinary island situated in an unknown location and unable to be found on any kind of map or radar. Dive in and reveal the mysteries, piece by piece. ⚠️This is a darker kind of Sonic AU and might not be suitable for minors, for it contains: - mild violence - mentions of death - scientific experiments (not overly elaborated to much detail) - mild hints of suffering, pain and depressions On the bright side, this story will NOT contain: - 18+ stuff/nsfw - explicit gore With all that said, hope you enjoy reading this story. All canon characters potentially included in this story belong to SEGA. PS: Some characters are depicted in my headcanons, since this is my own alternate universe. Eventually SONADOW!⚠️ Sequel: https://www.wattpad.com/story/396128218?utm_source=android&utm_medium=link&utm_content=share_reading&wp_page=library&wp_uname=TheUltim8_Life4m

Some emotions can't be spoken- so they were etched here, softly and deeply. Rankings : #1 in deeppoetry #2 in deeppoems

After a world war, seven species share a world held together by the promise of a peace treaty. Yet everything remains fragile. Eira, longing for freedom, finds herself bound to Ayden, the loyal Executioner of an authoritarian regime. Their alliance-or their opposition-will decide the fate of that peace: renewal... or chaos.

a collection of poems i wrote about my feelings i've personally experienced throughout the past and present but never had the courage to express. i guess. hopefully y'all can to relate. at least. this is my first time publishing sooo please kind. thanksss xxxx

Ceci est la suite de mon ancienne histoire "SCP#3". Ici nous traiterons des SCPs 600 à 799. Les articles présentés ici ont été produits par différents traducteurs pour le site d'écriture collaborative Fondation SCP : Ces œuvres sont placées sous la licence CC BY-SA 3.0

Amara Sheikh Her name is famous among the familiar faces, but she knows she is nothing but a shadow when it all comes together. She is a good student, that's what she has been hearing since she was in grade 1. She believed she was, until grade 8. After that, reality started to show its twists and turns, and the game of life began. She entered the path of failure, the brutal feeling for any human being, along with disappointment and hopelessness. They were losing hope in her. The spark she once lit started to dim. She became lost in her own world, drowning in sadness, distraction, and isolation. To give a hand to those came situationships and broken friendships. Can she do it? Can she break through this turmoil of life? A lot is waiting for her, and there's only one way she can once again prove that she is worth it, even though her worth is not tied to her grades. She has to do it. Guess we are about to find out what life can truly become

"Like a withering rose, the essence of joy is fleeting when it is left to die..." - Author Not everyone is blessed with a happy life, some are left to suffer. Their heart breaks, their backs stabbed. All just to meet a single fate, yet they try to go against it foolishly. Follow Xiara, as she tries to build the perfect life she ever wanted. Finding her lost friend, bringing everyone together, defeating their adversaries, all she wanted to achieve. She knew she couldn't bring back the time she had lost, so she tries to create memories with her new friends. Every happy moment does not last forever, there will still be people who would betray and shatter her ideal life. For it is a life full of flaws, it is like fixing a broken mirror beyond repair, getting hurt again and again.