Истории Growing-up

After she suffers a great loss, life takes Josephine St. Claire on a captivating journey of self discovery, when she is reunited with a family that was hidden from her. A plethora of siblings but a close-knit family nevertheless, one that she was purposely made an outsider from by her mother, Josephine wonders if she will ever fit in or if she's simply destined to forever walk the lonely road. [Book One]

Salvatore Smith meets a woman with whom he shared few nights after loosing his wife. It was 12 years ago, she was way younger than him, from a different country. He is a powerful man, Don of the American Mafia, leading his businesses with his 6 sons. What will happen when they find out that from that a little girl was born from that short relationship? -What is this thing? -She is your sister... -I guess you drank too much last night, we don't have a sister! -Now you have one...

"I know ok?!" - Izuku screams, he never screams. Shōto flinches and fights the instinct to cover his ears as he stays put with his back against the bedroom door. Fuyumi frowns with the headphones in her hands, ready to place them over his ears, but for once Shōto wants to know. "He's not special! He's just-" - the sentence stops, Inko warns him to stop as it often happens and somehow Shōto wishes Izuku wouldn't stop. He needs to hear it, he needs someone to say that word. "I'm your son, you birthed me, and still I'm never a priority..." - Izuku says and his voice breaks. It's quieter this time. Shōto opens the door and takes a tentative step outside, not really knowing why: maybe to confront Inko, or maybe to comfort Izuku. The entrance door slams and he's faced with only Inko. She looks at him with so much guilt she might as well just have killed a man. "I'm sorry..." - she says and Shōto doesn't understand what she's actually sorry about. ~ To sum it up: Tōya decided to run away from his abusive household with his sibling. Endeavour face a trial for child abuse that lead to his immediate hero career decline and incarceration. While Tōya manages to run away with Natsuo, Fuyumi and Shōto end up in a foster home. The foster family just happens to be the Midoriyas. ⚠️𝙒𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙙𝙞𝙨𝙘𝙡𝙖𝙞𝙢𝙚𝙧𝙨 ⚠️ • It's a boyxboy (don't like it ➡️ don't read it) • Canon divergence • Might contain mention or reference to child abuse • ASD & PTSD • Quirkless Izuku

Everyone thinks they know Isabella White Wolff. To the world, she's the "Princess of the Paddock"-the girl with the permanent smile, the perfect manners, and the famous last name. But the girl behind the garage doors is someone they've never actually met. Being the daughter of Toto Wolff means living under a microscope. It means growing up in the deafening roar of engines while the person you need most is usually on a pit wall halfway across the world. At seventeen, Bella knows racing better than anyone, but the cockpit remained a distant dream. Despite the talent she showed in a kart, the path was closed to her simply because she was a girl in a world that wasn't ready to let her lead. Her world has been shaped by silence and shadows. When she was five, her mother, Bethany White, lost her battle with cancer, turning Bella's life upside down before it had even truly begun. Three years later, Susie Wolff stepped in-a powerhouse stepmother who tried to fill the void-but some holes never truly close. The only constant? The boy who has been there since she was three years old. Arthur Leclerc isn't just a fellow driver; he's the only person who knows that the "Paddock Princess" is a mask she wears to keep from crumbling. Now, caught between the crushing weight of her father's legacy and the secrets of her own heart, Bella has to figure out who she is when the cameras aren't flashing. How does a girl who was born into the spotlight find her own light without getting burned?

What happens when you stop performing strength and start practicing it? Over the course of 100 intentional nights, this guide walks you through reflection prompts, life lessons, and structured self inquiry designed to help you rebuild discipline, emotional stability, and clarity. Healing here is not dramatic. It is repetitive. It is conscious. It is earned. If you are ready to trade chaos for consistency and relish in presence over performance, this is where you begin.

Growing up is weird. One day you're worrying about homework, and the next you're questioning who you are, where you belong, and why everyone else seems to have it together (they don't). Four seventeen-year-old girls navigate through school, dreams, family, and friendship through ordinary days that quietly shape who they are. There are early mornings, rushed breakfasts, awkward silences, loud laughter, and conversations that happen when you're close enough to be honest, but not always brave enough to say everything. It's funny in the way real life is funny: small moments, bad timing, inside jokes, and comforting chaos. It's about what's said, what's left unsaid, and everything in between. Because growing up doesn't happen all at once. It happens between us.

Curated over 21 years; Paintings, sketches, poetry and prose. 12 Parts | 6 Mirrors Completed 14.08.2019

Gideon Burkley has loved Evangeline Carter since before he knew what love was - since treehouse summers and pinky promises sealed in scraped palms. She grew beside him like sunlight, constant and golden, while he learned to live in the quiet shadows she never noticed. They survived adolescence together - rumors, heartbreak, the sharp edges of growing up - but Gideon never survived himself. At twenty-five, he still carries his devotion like a secret stitched beneath his ribs, too heavy to ignore, too terrifying to confess. She calls him her best friend. He calls her everything - silently. Original story written by H.G. Stidham.

This is a quick peek into my soul, The parts I'm less proud of, The versions of me never shown to the world, And the thoughts I had on sleepless nights. (English is not my first language so sorry for any mistake💥💋)

Teenage years are supposed to be beautiful. At least that's what everyone says. But nobody talks about the ugly parts. The constant overthinking. The jealousy you don't admit. The friendships that silently break. The way one small incident can ruin your entire self-worth. Rose isn't the prettiest girl in the room. She isn't the most confident either. She feels too much, thinks too much, and compares herself to Sia more than she'd ever confess. Between classrooms, group chats, awkward silences, and the need to be chosen Rose slowly realizes that teenage isn't a fairytale. It's messy. It's insecure. It's dramatic. It's ugly. The Ugly Teenage is not a love story. It's a story about identity, insecurity, friendship, and the quiet battles we fight while pretending we're okay.

My family has a curse dating back generations. A curse on the oldest daughter of each generation that could result in her death if she doesn't make the right choices. I have two mates, and while it's not certain that one might try to kill me, it's happened before. There have been eight older daughters before me, three of them died due to the choices they made, three got their happy ending, and the other two, well, I guess you could say they got lucky. At the age of six, there was an attempt on my life, all apart of the curse, of course, because the curse makes me special, it makes me the strongest wolf possible. The curse doesn't take effect until I turn sixteen, so why not try to kidnap a child so that you can kill her the second the curse activates itself? Tomorrow, my life changes. Tomorrow I turn sixteen, and the curse activates. Tomorrow I might have two mates to choose from. Tomorrow I could make the wrong choice and ruin everything. Tomorrow I could make a choice that will get me killed.

With the threat of Spectre now behind them and the echoes of the battle on that fateful Christmas Eve at Mali-U died down, for Sam and Ricky the future is no longer a mirage, but a daily challenge. In this second season, the bond between the Spies and the Chimera Squad evolves into an unbreakable bond, blending adrenaline-fueled action with the harsh and ironic reality of everyday life. Between lively breakfasts and a far from simple coexistence, the protagonists will discover that defeating a villain is nothing compared to learning to live together. But the past hasn't finished taking its toll: from a leaden Rome to the secrets buried between Puglia and Sicily, ghosts and unfinished business resurface. New loves, old grudges, and the search for a hard-to-find normality, on a journey where the true mission is to save themselves from their own memories.

Sam and Amber couldn't be more different, yet they share a life lived under the constant, heavy gaze of their family. In a house where everything feels zoomed in by a magnifying glass, the sisters have developed opposite ways of surviving. Sam is loud and boisterous, surrounded by friends while Amber is quiet and timid with only herself to talk to. Their private world is about to collide with the "general population". As they are thrown into the chaotic ecosystem of school, their bond is something only sisters can describe.

After her favorite neighbors, and best friend move away across the street, Zahara has to deal with the new neighbors across the street. The next door neighbor's son is Harrison. A typical boy at school, good grades, a good social life, and a great personality. But whenever he's around Zahara, he always has the urge to annoy the crap outta her And worst of all, as Harrison and Ahsan, Zahara's older brother, get closer together as friends. But can Harrison move on with Zahara when his stalking ex moves in town? (Note: This was based on my friends crush. However, all the names have changed to keep privacy. This is pretty much a fan fiction based on my friends crush.)

Hello everyone! Welcome to the journey of Abi and Ashu. A slow-burn romance story about growing up, the innocence of school love, the struggles of long-distance, and the harsh realities of balancing ambition with a relationship. Before you dive in, here's a little about what you're about to read: 1. Based on a True Story This story is heavily inspired by actual events from my life. Much of the narrative is drawn directly from my personal journals. Because of this, the writing style is journalistic and slice-of-life; it may feel repetitive at times, but that's because real life doesn't always follow a perfect movie script. While the core emotions and events are true, some fictional elements have been added to stitch the narrative together smoothly. Some chapters will also feature simple illustrations to bring certain moments to life. 2. The POV System The main story is told entirely from Ashu's point of view. You'll also notice some decimal chapters (like Chapter 5.5). These chapters are written from Abi's POV by my real-life girlfriend. These chapters retell moments from her perspective or include scenes Ashu never witnessed. 3. Language The story is set in a Tamil cultural context. Tamil dialogues are used to maintain the authenticity of emotions, and English translations are provided either immediately or through context. 4. A Small Disclaimer This is my first time writing a story. I'm not a professional author-I'm learning as I go. I've used AI tools to help with grammar and structure, but the heart, emotions, and experiences are entirely my own. Please forgive any rookie mistakes along the way. I hope you enjoy living through our memories. Happy Reading!

Elle Rioche has always lived a Hallmark movie-esque life. In the quaint, Christmas-loving town of Glistlemint, she spends her days at home in the family-owned bakery, where she loves nothing more than making memories with family and friends...and Christmas. However, with her mother's worsening health and most of her friends gone to college, this year threatens to change. With her friends returning for Christmas break, Elle is determined to prove that friendships and having fun don't have to stop when you grow up. The thing is, it doesn't seem like anyone else cares...or even wants that to be true. Her best friend, Zoey Hadassah, spends all her free time now with her boyfriend, and her old goofball friend, Felix Caridad, has changed entirely. Add that to her changing home life and the sudden news that her family will have to relocate, and Elle snaps-overcome with a fear that those fond childhood memories will never be hers to enjoy again. That nothing will ever be the same again. In this short little Christmas novella, find out what it means to truly live in the moment as Elle learns how to value the blessing of family and friendship. Cover art by Brooke Abides 2026

Eleanor is a Halliwell and trouble always seems to find us Halliwells. The youngest of three siblings, a part of an extremely ancient and magical family. Loud and loving, the Halliwell family name can be a lot to live up to but Eleanor was born for this. With the support of her parents, her two brothers and her crazy aunts, it's safe to say that Eleanor is surrounded by love, but that doesn't stop demons from attacking, magical chaos ensuing and a whole lot of anxiety from getting in the way of things. A kind of self insert as Leo and Piper's third and youngest child, Eleanor Haliwell.

Iggy records things before they disappear. The cicadas in the vacant lot. The sound of wind before the houses went up. The exact way a quiet street sounds at night when everyone is already asleep. Then Therese starts talking into the recorder. She does it the way she does everything, without asking, like she's always belonged there. Over one year in Porta Viento Subdivision, the tapes fill up with ordinary afternoons, with the things neither of them says out loud, with the sounds of a place that's slowly becoming somewhere else. He thinks he's preserving the neighborhood. He doesn't know yet what he's really keeping. Some things only make sense when you play them back. Chapter Release every Friday, 8:30 PM GMT +8

Maddie loves her life. Her family is wealthy, she's the star of the girl's soccer team, and she does well in school. She's a girl who gets whatever she wants - with the exception of her brother's best friend.