Истории Groan

Tom was surprised when the new girl Annalise took interest in him, only to find out her dad needed him to help with murder. // This story is copyright. No part of this may be republished. This was my own idea, any other author or novel similar to this is coincidental. No pictures used are mine unless stated. This story is fictional. Names used are not real, any similar names are completely coincidental. None of my writing is meant to offend any particular person or group. Hate towards my writing or others will not be tolerated. \\

Y/n wakes up at 1AM Y/N boyfriend sneaks blah blah blah

" A painting born from silent cries. A rooftop that almost became her end. A hand that caught her just in time - Min Yoongi's " A girl who just was secretly chasing her dreams in a country not of her own when collides with her unimaginable life her idols and her bias . Dive into story to find more!!

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Poems that cut down inside you.

I wiped my eyes once again to see deep piercing green ones looking down at me. More tears came as I saw the root of my anger, and I stood up pushing past him. I tried to run but got pulled back by a hand grabbing my wrist. "What happened?" Clyde demanded angrily. "Get off of me!" I growled and pried his fingers off my wrist and continued to the bathroom. Once inside I went into a stall and grabbed some toilet paper to wipe my face. Why was I always crying? I heard the door open and I tried to contain my sniffling so that they wouldn't hear. Then I looked down to see the feet and saw Clyde crawling under my stall. ~~~~~ Alexa Moore is a crybaby. She can't deal well with her emotions; if she is frustrated, angry, sad, mad, or hurt she can't help but cry. She hates that she always feels the need to cry and tries to stay happy by being unconfrontational, and staying away from jerks. Clyde Wood is seemingly heartless. Through the bad, sad, hurtful, and pissing situations he appears to be tougher than nails. Sure he is happy most times, but in the eyes of many he is a heartless jerk that picks on everyone. If it wasn't for his great looks he'd probably be with the Gothic kids, not the popular ones. That, and he made a hobby of being a player. Alexa meeting Clyde was definitely a recipe for disaster, causing her to shed more tears than in her entire 17 years. The year goes from good to bad to good to bad, and end bad? With so much heart churning events, will there really be a rainbow after the storm?

The second collection of poems about darkness and evil. This collection will have everything from zombies to nightmares. Collection 3 is now published, so please check that one out as well.

Just a collection of poems.

Hello! This is a story based off one of my favorite songs and also an event in my life. In this story a 12 year old girl will create a oline friendship turned realationship with a 17 year old boy who will meet in real life. They will realize that their realationship is forbidden and drift apart. I hope that you enjoy this story!

In a dark basement, where blood mixes with the coldness of the walls, and the cries of a young boy turn into familiar echoes, a weak boy endures years of torment at the hands of a merciless man. Iron shackles, unbreakable chains, and a whip leaving indelible scars upon his body. Yet, amid all this hell, he glimpses a strange ray... a soft piece of bread, a small piece of chocolate, a hidden touch that changes everything within him. Could this be a glimmer of salvation... or the beginning of a chapter even harsher than hell itself? ✦─┉┈◈◉◈┈┉─✦ Written by the author "Fòriîn" ...🖤 Start Date: 2025/9/22 End Date: ........ "Not yet determined" ✦─┉┈◈◉◈┈┉─✦

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Sometimes I was wondering, what is like to work with God! Today I realized..

Abby's P.O.V : I was, without a doubt, the weaker of us two. We had joked around about things like this on end, but only because we never expected it to become a reality. We thought zombies were silly things created to feed creative imaginations. How could zombies even exist? How would one generate a human, yet not human, with a few less ordinary human traits and with a longing for actual humans’ flesh? Who said zombies wanted flesh, or even brains? We weren’t sure what they were after, but we didn’t want to find out, either. So when the undead, flesh-craving, humanity-ridden monster began striding toward us, I looked to my best friend in a panic, and watched her decapitate the monstrosity with a weed whacker. Life just got more interesting. Alicia's P.O.V : Somehow we only managed to live a normal life till we were fifteen. But during that fifteenth year, everything turned to chaos. The dead, they were everything but human anymore. But they walk. They bite. They kill and spread their disease to the unfortunate and the ones that aren't smart enough to survive. You know what they say, survival of the fittest. It isn't a joke anymore. This is a war between them and us.