Grlpwr Stories

Ada has a pretty ordinary life. Pretty boring, actually. She's moving in two days, and is ready to explore the world. But in one moment, everything changes. She gets a strange message from a stranger, one that seems impossible to predict. But then again- one moment could change your life. Or Death.

I wanna be perfect... but- perfect doesn't exist, does it?? So... if not perfect... then- what will I be? ~ME~ I'll be myself! but ... I don't how to...

'He walks in and the door slowly starts closing. It's now or never. I run in after him and slip in just before the door closes with a satisfying clunk. The staircase is dark and gloomy and every step I take makes a squeak. I carefully remove my trainers, leaving them in a corner in the dark, and start descending down the stairs. I am faced with a large busy room. People in uniforms are bustling about everywhere, shouting instructions at other people. Some are carrying needles and others paperwork. The walls look like they are made out of metal and the room gives off a creepy feeling. There are large tubes pumping wires full of blueish liquid and large plastic containers everywhere. I notice that the tubes are running to a large see-through container that seems to glow but I can't get a very good look at it. I see the bald man walking towards a corner at the end of the room and I know I have to try and follow him or I will never figure out what's going on in this strange place.' The Endgame War has destroyed the earth and most people are gone. But some towns have managed to live life in a jungle and become their own secret tribe. And when a tribe member is given the opportunity to go back in time and fix everything but risk losing her loved ones, will she take it or will her stubbornness get the better of her? When she discovers a sinister plan and that the one person she trusts is helping it, will she stop it or will she be the one to cause the end of the world? I will try to post a new part every Saturday. The photos in the cover are not mine, I just edited them together.

Dievča na prvý pohľad tak obyčajné.

Girls aren't weak But we don't have to be strong all the time either Just let girls be girls And they will blossom into Queens. *** Credit: A big thanks to @dahfne22 for the amazing cover!

"We are palettes carrying different colors." - Ayu

Do you like good Fanfiction? Great! Proceed to the exit button. As for the rest of you with no standards, enjoy this. You better enjoy this, you have no choice. First fanfic don't be harsh pls 👉👈

This is not the end

This is my third story!!!!!!! 🖤Elle shared her story with us, but as we contacted to her step-mom, we heard a different story. I included it for you in the end of the story. I'd like to hear your opinions!

Dorian Tyrell is a 20-year-old werewolf, that's just going to turn 21 in two days, that means this Friday he will find his mate. Although Dorian is not that thrilled to find a woman to share his life with, his wolf cannot wait any longer to have someone to share his life with. As much as Dorian wanted to avoid this, he found her. ------ I'm no good at descriptions, but please give my story a chance. Thank you.

To all the fangirls and fanboys out there! xoxo ~Rashi❤

Tessa Smith has an eMo life, her friends betray her, her parents hate her even tho they are rich. She has perfect siblings, will she survive her not so perfect life, when she, meets Maddie who is a young boxer who finds it thereputic she has been convinced to trial it.

Alegra: Entra si quieres...

A clumsy yet patient 17 years old girl, runs away at night to follow her dream to become an adventurer . Following the words of a crazy man "don't go to the black waterfall, and don't change your face to the 3 men" to find the treasure. Collab Story Between TheBroz

Laylla nasceu em Las vegas , cidade do jogo , máfias perigosas , tudo isso e muito mais. Sua mãe havia ido partido, não sabia nada sobre seu pai .Vivia trancafiada naquele orfanato que a pesar de para ela tão maldito ,lhe dera uma amizade que duraria para toda sua vida.

A little piece of my chaotic mind. They are free verse short poems that talk about what I'm passionate about: the feminism and the gender-based violence. Feel free to leave constructive criticism; it's the first time I try to write poems in English so please, if there's any mistake that can lead to a misunderstanding let me know.

Jak už napovídá název, je hodně chvil, kdy se my ženy můžeme cítit hrdé proto, co děláme nebo spíš proto, co dokážeme. Pojďme pocítit trochu té hrdosti, dámy...