Hereyes Stories

A girl who didn't want to carry on but no one heard her pain .

Maggie Campbell to 17-nasto letnia dziewczyna mieszkajaca w Szkocji. Zmaga sie z wieloma trudnościami, ale pewnej nocy wszystko sie zmienia i Maggie zaczyna nowe życie, takie, o którym marzy wiekszość nastolatków na tym świecie. Książka jest w dwóch językach - polskim i angielskim. Pierwsza pojawi sie polska wersja, później po przetłumaczeniu pojawi się równierz angielska. W opowieści nie ma scen 18+, ale sa trudne sytuacje, które mogą wywołać ciężkie emocje (przynajmniej ja tak uważam). Więc jak jesteście wrażliwi to nie czytajcie tego! Jeżeli popełniłam jakieś błedy to prosze o komentarz <3

All about her. I love my baby saur much. So just a book all about her. Cuz nothing matters more than her. She's my everything.

Diary #01 January 1, 2012 Hell no! First day of journal, first day of the year, first of, everything else. Even today I'm getting to write about this evil. There's not a single day without atleast her small reference. I actually doubt that, will it ever be. Okay, returning to the topic; she tore my assignment into pieces today. I did spend all my lovely night to complete this shit, but then why should she bother?! She came, fooled around, found this crap, tore into pieces and finally made paper boats. Nothing, nothing at all. I'am not angry.. Definitely not angry. Diary #06 May 26, 2018 .....Soooo,can she be this beautiful? Hell, can anyone else be?!At that instance, I thought that the crack pot i knew for years is someone else but not her. You must've seen her eyes and plump lips,.To be precise, Art. Diary #06 November 13, 2018 THIS HOOMAN IS SUCH A CRACK POT... (P.S - im yelling) Today, she was about to call Scarlette and I grabbed the mobile in a split second.Thank god she didn't know about her. Errggghhhhh, Idiot.. Diary #07 April 8, 2020 We... We justtt.... Likee... Ummmm, We kissed. (shut the journal with a loud thud) Diary #08 January 27, 2021 What are we? I mean what are I and Evelynn?

-This book is the first book of the series "White Dresses" -This book is the love story of Taeyong+Madeline/Harmony "I'm not surprised, but I'am still broken inside..." "I knew that something has changed, but I couldn't pin-point what..." "Those eyes changed in a matter of weeks..." "Those words you said on that stormy night had carved itself into my heart..." "Did you really love me?; or were you just bored of...Jisoo..." "I don't blame Jennie though, she has everything." "Why didn't you love me, like I loved you?" Book series title: White Dresses Books in this series! (read in order please): Title of book: About: -His eyes... (The love story of Taeyong and Madeline/Harmony) -The White Dress I Wore -The Piano His eyes-Complete The White Dress-Complete The Piano-not done

this is my fist ever story to ever write so i hope many enjoy it plz only a little negitivity is needed to help me get better. hope u like it ♥❤♥ #XOXO

poem i juat wrote off the top of my head

(COMPLETED) It's been seven years since the host club have seen Kaine. No one knows where she is or how she is but even if they went on with their lives, they still have hope they'll see her again. After deciding to go on a summer trip to Europe, they currently are visiting Italy. Ignoring the nonsensical debate of where to eat, Kyoya enjoys the lovely view Venice offers. His eyes scan the crowd but stop a certain person. It's those eyes. Her eyes. Will Kaine and Kyoya rekindle the relationship? What chaos will unfold next? ----------- DISCLAIMER I do not own Ouran High School Host Club or it's characters just my oc. Thank you and enjoy.

Her eyes are unusual like mine, but much prettier

Her Eyes by Chandu Kanuri is a heartfelt poetic tribute to the timeless beauty and soul-stirring depth of a woman's eyes. Through vivid imagery and lyrical grace, the poem likens her gaze to stars, oceans, music, and moonlight-each stanza revealing a new layer of emotion, mystery, and love. This piece captures how her eyes are not just windows to her soul, but gateways to peace, joy, and eternal affection. Overflowing with tenderness and awe, Her Eyes is a celebration of love that transcends words, echoing in every glance and lasting through time.

"Your eyes are my favourite thing" "Seriously?" • A story where a girl with brown eyes meets a boy with blue eyes.

A update book

Meri Sai... ❤️

A love story that started in a DM and turned into a world of its own. Description: In a world where love often flickers between screens and stories expire in twenty-four hours, Beyond Blue Ticks and Butterflies is a raw, emotional journey of two souls who found something real in a place built on the unreal. It all began with a message-simple, innocent, unexpected. A reaction to a story, a late-night "you there?", a laugh shared through emojis. But somewhere between double taps and typing dots, the connection deepened. He became her comfort. She became his calm. They weren't just talking-they were healing. But what happens when digital sparks meet real-life storms? When the screen fades and silence stretches longer than usual? This is a story of first calls, missed calls, stolen moments, and unread messages. Of holding on, letting go, and wishing love had a stronger signal. Beyond Blue Ticks and Butterflies isn't just a love story. It's a reminder that sometimes, the most unforgettable connections start quietly, and that real love doesn't always need perfect timing-just two hearts willing to try.

Yosuke Hashirama meets a beautiful pick-haired outgoing young girl. The two embark on a fluffy Romance together.

I believe i can express myself way better with writting than speaking . If you like my work please do tell me ☺️

Her story Now As I sit there clutching the pillow to my chest stilfling the sobs that threaten to be loud enough to hear I think back to the day this all started. The day I met HIM. His Story Now I shouldn't have come. She will kill me if she knew I was here so it's probably a good thing her mom answers the door. Her mom invites me in which makes me think that she doesn't know about the dance. We exchange small talk for a few minutes until the wait is unbearable. I interrupt. Is she home? I ask. Sure thing. Replies her mom. "Wait here" a moment later she comes back down and tells me to go on up. I'm surprised that she would see me. I could tell she was heartbroken when she saw my ex kiss me. I go upstairs and knock in her closed door. The blaring music(Selena Gomez?) immediately shuts off. A moment later she opens the door a crack. Her face is in an indifferent mask but I can see the pain and fury behind her eyes. I can't help but remember the last time I saw her in this much pain.

Adyn has always been alone...untill one day he meets Opal