Fragmented Stories

A broken, fragmented story about a girl unraveling after her best friend dies. Flashes of sunlight and laughter collide with a haunting hum that won't leave her head. Grief pulls her deeper into silence, dirt, and desperate questions no one can answer. Sometimes the world really does end when they do.

A fragmented novel about the body, desire, pentecostalism, shame, tenderness, sexuality, exhaustion, faith, and collapse. Part confession, part case file, part residual memory, the novel follows scenes that refuse to disappear: hospitals, prayers, erotic encounters, family violence, humanitarian journeys, masculinity, dissociation, and the strange persistence of the body after emotional rupture. This is not a story searching for purity or redemption. It is an open archive.

(2019) behold, the beholder

The songs I sing are thoughts and moments// memories that I misplaced- forced back and hidden. I share these in hopes the scars I bare- we may share. Enjoy :)

A skeleton unearthed in a cursed valley reveals itself to be a patchwork of many people's bones. Disturbed, it begins to grow with each victim it claims, waiting in the soil to stitch the living into its monstrous form.

The heart of a warrior - on desire's edge- waiting to be lapped up. This lost soul can't seem to remember her past, though through tough times of anxiety, courage, loss of being, the "wholesome " is found through countless encounters with past and self depression takes her bound in a mournful state of lost love including questioning "is this real or a dream state ment for reality to be broken in a mirror of sorrow .... A cyborg, warrior, friend, valkyrie and dork - in a way ... I have used ideas from Skullduggury pleasant, Cowboy bebob, Noragami,Tokyo ghoul , Alita, divergent and life forms a guide. This book will help with anyone to guide u into coping with self doubt, depression, lack of love, or finding a path to sanity. The world is big, however your mind is extravagantly enormous compared to many minds who may not understand u. Be careful with your thoughts life will please them with attracting what u may not want. My key focus is to make learning cool for anyone that feels lost in a field that engolfes your spirt and humanity. Learn to cope with life including your thoughts of one's self. Life can be gruesome some scenes in this book may be traumatic. This book shocks our insights of what life could be. Don't change for others, be u. Bullying, Depression, emotions, self doubt, love is more complicated than it seems, desire, values of humanity and '' ''Knowledge is power'', POSSESSIONS are so important in our lives and self image is a crucial concern that will be spoken in this book. Psychological how we betray ourselves. The story of a girl who is lost makes the story very relatable I hope u enjoy it! To know more read it ;) Tell me what u guys think and this is my first book sorry if I may not spell things correctly or punctuation or grammar "I am not a robot". Peace out hope to hear from u guys ^^ -Val Cain

A messy compilation of emotional outbursts (ongoing)

This is a draft! Don't judge too hard

Untitled is a fragmented, introspective work that blends personal reflection, philosophy, and raw thought. Written in a non-linear style, it moves through identity, perception, social reality, music, and inner conflict without aiming for fixed answers or a single narrative. It is less a structured story and more a direct expression of how thoughts form, break, and reconnect-inviting the reader into an unfiltered mental space rather than a defined conclusion.

A poem to tell the story of a dream, most likely referring to my nihilistic views.

"He felt his heart shatter into a million pieces. This is what it felt like, being heartbroken." A world where love does not exist, the real love, not the chemically induced one you can buy. A love kept alive only by dreams and stories. Humanity, in order to cope with the growing violence in the world becomes dependent on a new drug. A drug that allows happiness and love back into the lives of millions, a drug that covers and does not destroy the evils of the world. A child soldier falls in love, is it genuine? Or is it the product of government experiments? Armed with a handful of outcasts can he overthrow the organisation responsible? What price will he pay and will true love be saved from extinction? Find out now in Fragmented Soul.

My dream, My reality and My nightmare. Inspired by Dante Alighieri, La Divina Commedia.

The next episode of the Lemon Sharks saga. Poems and poetic micro stories. Abstract writing

Poetic style writing and micro stories. Stream of consciousness and fragmented An organic work that grows over time

"Personal poem"

Poetry & Thoughts If you can find your happiness through loneliness, so it is okay to be alone.. Sometimes, it is hard to understand the reason why we feel so lonely. Nobody will understand. Nobody will care. Nobody. No. Body.

" How's it going ? " " I wanna stab everyone." " Don't get blood on your dress , we have a reservation at the Gotham ." † Every single fucking way of killing someone , she's tried them all at least one. You'd think she'd be bored now , but of course not. She's inventing her new ways of murdering , inflicting torture and pain to the ones who hurt her , that's what she's good at. Forgiving ? Not so much. 𝑺𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔 𝒐𝒏𝒍𝒚 𝒈𝒐𝒅 𝒄𝒂𝒏 𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒈𝒊𝒗𝒆 , that's what she tells herself. But who the fuck is God anyway ? God has a name written in bloody letters across the wall of her victim. Echo Rayner is God. ( female oc X male oc ) spacedought ©

Poems that I write to clear my mind.

No name. No memory. Just a door that shouldn't be there. Waking up on a cold concrete floor with no idea who you are is one kind of nightmare. Realizing the room you're in may have been watching you long before you opened your eyes is another. Alone in darkness, a nameless narrator begins to piece together fragments of a life - or a lie - buried beneath clinical corridors, missing files, and reflections that don't always follow. Something is wrong. Something is watching. And something inside may not belong to them anymore. A slow-burn psychological horror that slips between identity, memory, and the dread of discovering you might not be the first version of yourself to try and escape.