histórias de Fragile

Ellery Cohen A 3-year-old little girl that was born because two people couldn't keep their hands from one another for one night. One night that Ellery is constantly reminded of for 2 years before she is dragged to an unknown state to be left with people she doesn't have a clue about. "Standing there, watching all these people rush past me, made me wonder why I was so small and they were so big and scary" Left by her mother for her father, whom she has no clue about, to look after her while he has a busy schedule himself. A busy schedule leaves room for things to be forgotten, or rather little people to be forgotten by people you have just met. "I understood why he left me in this stinky room, but I just hope he comes back soon because I can't stand this stench and being alone for any longer than what feels like hours on end" How will Miles cope with his little girl? Will he keep her or leave her for someone else to look after, just like her mother did? All Ellery wants is to be kept by someone who is related to her for more than 2 years. ___________________________________________________________________ *TW: some themes may be distressing to some people* ___________________________________________________________________ Started: 6.01.23 Finished: Rankings: -

Trimani: True Fate तेरा रास्ता जाता है बस तेरे घर - एराया We are gonna be delving deep into these two poles who seem to have their fates written together, watch them untangle the strings of fate to find the knot between them as secrets from the dark unfold, as these threads of fate start to leave marks of suffocation onto their lives. A story of love and what it makes us do.

𝙰 𝚙𝚘𝚎𝚝𝚛𝚢 𝚊𝚛𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚟𝚎 ^^

Sequal to I'm not fragile, I'm a freaking superhero

"How do you love someone who's running out of time?" Est is breaking a little more every day. His heart is failing quietly, beautifully, tragically - and only one year remains. He hides the truth behind gentle smiles and helps his mother in their tiny market stall, pretending he isn't dying. William, the nation's brightest idol, is dying too - just in a different way. Surrounded by millions, adored by the world, yet completely empty inside. And when destiny pull them together William sees someone who feels like peace. Est sees someone hiding pain he doesn't say out loud. Neither of them meant to fall. Neither of them planned to need someone so deeply. But while William learns how it feels to be truly loved, Est is learning how it feels to run out of time. A fragile heart. A hollow star. A love beautiful enough to hurt... and temporary enough to break. This is a story of a fragile boy, a broken idol, borrowed time, and a love that grows even when the ending is already written.

Deep in the dark, I don't need the light... Kyle Layden has become used to the rumors that hover around him. The inescapable lies surround him, numerous and ever-present. His bad-boy reputation keeps most people away, but even that can never fully protect him from the hell of his past and the struggles of his present. Collin Reech is the openly gay boy who is bullied at school and abused at home. With nothing to ease his struggles, he can't imagine things ever getting better, only worse. What happens when their two troubled paths cross? Will things finally start to lift up for both of them, or will it all come crashing down in a tumbling mess? A/N: This IS a boyxboy romance. If you are disturbed by same-sex relationships, then it's simple. DON'T READ THIS BOOK IF YOU DON'T LIKE IT!! This book also contains cursing, abuse scenes, self-harm scenes, and mentions of suicide; if any of those bother you, then be aware that this book does contain them. For tw scenes, there will be a warning at the beginning of the chapter. Highest rankings: conceal - #1 concealment - #1 fading - #4

Random thoughts. Take a look into some raw thoughts. Some may bring realization, sadness, happiness, anger and it may help you.

A poem exploring the delicate balance between friendship and unspoken desires. It delves into the internal conflict of navigating a close connection where the lines blur, and the fear of jeopardizing a precious bond looms. 'Fragile Lines' captures the emotional tension of wanting more while striving to maintain the sanctity of friendship.

"I don't want to be here anymore." Faye trembled as tears rushed down her face. She felt so scared, the lump in her throat growing making her feel like she was being suffocated. Fear rushed through each and every one of her veins, she wanted to vomit she was terrified. "Please come get me." She whimpered. "Okay Faye, you need to calm down I can't hear you, you're breathing too hard." Listening to Jason's instructions she closes her eyes and quickly focuses on her breathing before speaking back to him in a calmer but still shaky manner. "Come and get me please." She begged, tightening her hold on the phone. "Now tell me where you are." He demanded with worry evident in his voice. Making sure she was speaking in a loud and clear voice she tells him her location. "Okay, I'm on my way. Stay where you are and make sure you're safe." As soon as she ended the call, an atrocious growl erupted behind her making her whole body tremble more than she was already. Tears of fear ascended down her cheeks knowing that she was done for. "Mine!" He snarled from behind. Faye stood still, not an inch of her body was moving as she heard his slow footsteps approach her. The air thickened around them to which she found herself panting as she felt his breath fan against the delicate skin of her neck. "Mine!" He growled louder into Faye's ears. She hated this. She hated him. She wanted nothing more than death to consume her. || ON HOLD ||

For I know the plans that I have for you says the Lord. Plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope, and a future. - Jeremiah 29:11

Unsent poetry to her

for those who are just simply lost © 2014 KykieLove

will it shine?

I don't think anyone will actually read this but I just needed to get some stuff off my chest so yeah. I think this is poetry but I'm not too sure you may call it what you wish it's just what comes to mind I guess.

Poured out thoughts and feelings of a lost boy trying to find himself. Warning: Read at your own risk. Contain moods that might trigger anxiety and depression. Cover made by yours truly. If you enjoyed or pleased with any part of this, leave a like ♡ and/or comment. Started: August 16, 2018

Collection of short prose and poetry. Could be enjoyed with a nice glass of merlot or a hot cup of peppermint tea. Enjoy 🖤

A mother's letter to her future child

This story is about a 13 years old boy, Manik who found a new born baby who is barely six days old child in the beach and he ...no no he didn't adopt her but fall in love with her. This story has huge age gap of 13 years so please later don't bash me or report my story. This story will show you how the man lead who is a teenager or child and his friends of his age will love the baby girl, he will name her love her pamper her and will be over over possessive and protective towards hers.