Hiddenmeanings Stories

The Deadlands, a twisted, obsidian scar on the land, is the result of humans' misuse of Dryad magic, and is home to a host of deadly wraiths and unexplained horrors. Calen is one of very few willing to brave the dangers that lurk there to get at the vast knowledge hidden within. Many mages die there, and new names are added to the List of the Lost almost daily. The most recent name, Kiriya, sets a lump in Calen's throat. A student of his during his time as an instructor at the Academy, Kiriya strove to emulate Calen in every way, hoping to become just like him. In doing so, she also emulated Calen's bad habit of going spell hunting in the Deadlands alone. Only, unlike Calen, she hasn't come back. The Dryads, immensely powerful and normally gentle creatures, have ventured out of their forests as they do every few centuries to check on the land and its inhabitants. They have seen the Deadlands, have realized their mistake in giving the gift of magic to humans. Calen is caught between searching for signs of his lost student and surviving the Dryads' wrath as the two factions of Dryads decide whether or not to erase humanity from existence.

For the ones who believes in everyone's happy endings except theirs. 𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙛𝙡𝙤𝙬𝙚𝙧 𝙬𝙚𝙚𝙥𝙨, 𝙞𝙨 𝙖𝙣 𝙘𝙤𝙡𝙡𝙚𝙘𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣 𝙤𝙛 𝙬𝙧𝙞𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨; 𝙡𝙚𝙩𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙨 𝙩𝙤 𝙣𝙤 𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙨𝙚 𝙬𝙝𝙤 𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙘𝙚 𝙪𝙥𝙤𝙣 𝙞𝙩, 𝙜𝙚𝙩𝙨 𝙩𝙤 𝙨𝙚𝙚 𝙖 𝙜𝙡𝙞𝙢𝙥𝙨𝙚 𝙤𝙛 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙢𝙚𝙨𝙨𝙮 𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙙 𝙗𝙚𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙙𝙨. Original work by me.

Joanna Traci expected her life to be like the rest in her sleepy town, but after her father's sudden disappearance at the age of sixteen, she was left without any parents to be found. Her life for the past two years has consisted of three things: taking care of her little sister, going to school, and working. Unbeknownst to her, a dark power, the Sombra Oculta, is on the rise, and she is at the center of it. After a chance meeting with Amaris Nora, another unlucky soul who lost her family to the same darkness Joanna did, and the reappearance of an old friend, Joanna must face truths that will challenge the way she has lived her life. In order to find out the real story about her family, she must face danger she never thought existed, but how far into the darkness is Joanna willing to go, how much is she willing to lose, to get their families back?

The world is never the same once a good poem has been added to it

👀Will you do anything to save someone you love????💕 👀Will you take everything away just to get the one???💕 This is a POEM that welcomes you to THE WORLD OF THE GODS.....THE WORLD OF THE UNKNOWNS.......🤔🤔🤔

Henry Vismore, a man mistreated by people within society has grown tired of getting pushed around and dealing with trauma he'll never recover from as his frequent flashbacks and night terrors keep him up. He will push back creating one of the most controversial films ever released...

Poetry's about muse, life, love, hardships and more. Mostly written for people. Readers try finding the hidden meanings in the poems~

Disconnected Communications

When a girl smiles it doesn't always mean that she's okay. When she smiles it's a reminder that she's stronger than this. *Thunder* I looked up to be met with a dark sky. As soon as I said that the rain started. This can't be happening. I used a lot of concealer to cover my bruises. "Hey are you okay?" someone said I turned away from him because I hate pity. "Prosperity I go to your school. I could give you a ride." he continued I mentally groaned but got in anyways. When we arrived at school I was about to run but one thing held me back. His grip on my wrist. I flinched at his tight hold. "Im sorry, I-I didn't mean to hurt you" "Its okay, thanks for the ride" I said "Who did that to your wrist?" When I looked down I realized that my sleeve was rolled up. "Umm...I fell on a rock" "I know that's not the truth but I'll find out" he eyed me suspiciously. Before he could say anything else, I ran into the school quickly searching for the nearest bathroom. No one can see me like this...

A voice. A voice so unsettling that it immediately caused young Phobos to want to hide under his bed sheets.It was not because of the tone of the voice or the sound of the voice, it was the situation. In the middle of the night Phobos heard the sound of his mother's voice calling his sister. The only problem was that they were both in their bedrooms asleep and the voice came from outside. Read "When Phobos Met Fear" to find out more

i tend to think alot and often i forget.

Hi there! If you like to decode hidden messages or like listening to movie/TV show/game theories like I do, you're in the right place! I basically am doing some "Darmok and Jalad at Tanagra" (reference/context clues) type coding/language in here for you to figure out. If you think you've got the right answer, message me, and I will verify it if it's correct or not. Don't spoil it for others though. Enjoy! Update: If you like this kind of stuff, check out Part Two here: https://www.wattpad.com/story/170363288-mrets%27-message-decoder-game-part-two

A poem about cutting

Leaf

Although the memories of her vampiric encounters scar her, life has moved on for Kayla, her family and their town. But then, just as suddenly as they left, the vampires return. And they seem to have set their sights on ending her life specifically. After finding out that Christopher is not behind this new scheme, she is forced to work with him and find out what is really happening.

poetry and lyrics revealing the depth (or lack thereof) of my soul.

Just read it If you don't like it, leave it If you like it, keep it

My perspective on the world and it's surroundings

This is a very short poetic story. Seven paragraphs per chapter and very symbolic. Interpret it as you want, but I just wanted to share this. *Book image is not mine! I give credit to the rightful owner of the original photo!*