Hopefully Stories

They say a heart full of love can easily give some away. But when your cup is always brimming with nothing else to pour on, it spills. It stains. It damages. Love can illuminate the world like fire. And like fire, it burns. Spreading shamelessly and relentlessly. It seeps through every core to change you- an ash-small, powerless, ruined. But fire also purifies. And not until you burn will you reach renaissance. Fire also protects. And not until you're extinguished will you learn what the protection was from. There are three women ahead of Seraphina, all with the future everybody expects her to have. But Seraphina doesn't believe in future. She has the privilege to be anything she wants, yet no vision flashes in her mind. For Seraphina, dreams are rarities. And so support becomes a burden, passion becomes impossible, and love becomes unreal. This is the becoming of Seraphina. A lady who overflows with love; and so she overfills her love.

He runs toward people in their worst moments. She runs toward him for reasons she won't explain. Kathir has spent his whole life staying for strangers. Never for himself. Isai has spent her whole life waiting. For exactly someone like him. But some people come into your life carrying secrets. And some secrets... have a timer. The Waves and The Shore - a story about staying, even when it's hard.

The end of Louis William Rhodes' legacy, or is it? Benedict is a very tranquil boy, you could say. He had lost his only friend shortly after his brother had passed away, and without much to turn towards, he decided to live his life in a way where total isolation would become his only comfort. However, while some things are noted to be eternally in a loss, some things are noted to be eternally on a route different from their past. This is the story of not just a boy who went through pain and hardship, but rather, a story of a boy who chose to change his path once and for all.

A book of poems from an amature author

Six years after being discarded and two years after his "death," Felix Lee's ghost has returned to haunt Hwang Hyunjin. But the man with the familiar blond hair and freckles isn't Felix. It's Yongbok - Felix's identical twin brother, raised in the brutal underbelly of Australian mafia as a cold-blooded assassin. Same face. Same soft features. But black hair, taller by five centimeters, and a mouth that spits venom instead of gentle whispers. When Hyunjin sees the photo of a man who looks exactly like his lost love licking blood off a gun, the guilt that has haunted him for years explodes into obsession once more. As Hyunjin drags Yongbok into his world, old debts resurface, twin scars reopen, and the line between the gentle boy he destroyed and the ruthless killer in front of him begins to blur. Can a broken mafia prince find redemption in the twin of the boy he killed? Or will the silk threads of fate finally choke the last humanity out of him? A story of mistaken identity, buried family secrets, violence, and the dangerous love that refuses to stay dead. This is pure fiction~!

Some people come into your life quietly... and somehow become everything. Wynter wasn't looking for love-just a distraction, something to pass the time. But when she meets TJ in a game, what starts as nothing more than a random interaction slowly turns into something neither of them can ignore. They agree on one thing from the beginning: just friends. No crossing lines. No complications. No feelings. But some connections don't listen to rules. Day by day, conversation by conversation, Wynter finds herself drawn to TJ in ways she never expected. TJ makes her feel safe. Seen. Understood. Like home. And even though TJ already has someone, they keep choosing each other-over and over again. What they built was real. But real doesn't always mean right. As feelings deepen and boundaries blur, Wynter is left navigating love, faith, and the kind of longing that doesn't go away... even when it should. Because sometimes, the person who feels like home... was never yours to keep. But maybe one day... If it's meant... It will be.

a collection of thoughts and feelings in a poem-like form. involves mostly love and darkness. /updating randomly/ cover art is by Angela He

For the painfully aware. For the people who escape within words and stories and fiction. To those who cry themselves to sleep. For all of the empty promises and hours spent in solitude. I hear you-I am you. It gets better. You only ever enjoy the sunshine, after all you've felt was rain. Life is a series of moments. So, thank you for spending yours with my words. To those who find pieces of themselves in my poems, thank you. your presence here means everything ♡ •A Baroque Collapse collection•

Claudia Sinclair Lagdameo spent most of her life trying to escape the weight of numbers. Grades, medals, rankings. Mga label na pilit na dumidikit sa kanya, parang tanikalang sumasakal sa kabuuan ng pagkatao niya. She kept telling herself she was more than that... that she shouldn't be measured by what the world thought she was worth. At naniwala siya roon. Kahit papaano. But then everything changed. She didn't notice when it started, but one day, she caught herself wanting the very thing she had spent years resisting. Gusto niyang makilala. Gusto niyang may mapatunayan. Gusto niyang may malinaw na basehan kung sino siya, kahit alam niyang hindi iyon buo. And maybe it all started with him. Emilio Andres Saavedra. He is the guy who seems always a step ahead, effortlessly good at everything, untouchable. Out of her league. That's what she keeps telling herself. But she was good too. Claudia was used to being admired, envied even, for the way she looked and the way she thought. She knew that. Even if she didn't want to admit it. Napapansin kahit hindi nagpapapansin. Everyone felt a little intimidated around her. She never felt small, until Andres walked into her world. For the first time, she felt that same nervous awe... staring at someone who seemed so far above her, someone who made her question herself in a way no one else ever had. And just like that, Claudia realized that maybe the hardest person to impress wasn't everyone else... but him.

A story about a girl who wants to climb a mountain and with a friend and who knows there relationship might get further than entiapated

A collection of thoughts that rhyme from a wandering mind. "Sometimes the quietest night holds the loudest heartbreak." 'Am I Going Crazy?' is a poetic journey through love, late-night nostalgia, and the art of healing. These are words for the broken, the lovers, and the dreamers. Maybe you'll see a part of yourself in them, too.

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Post apocalyptic world where survival is the only key. Calla finds herself embarking on a journey with her neighbor James after her family is maliciously murdered by monsters. Will she find what she has been searching for all her life?

it's all about forbidden love one sided love , about two souls that can't align because of age and fame , from my cover u can see those fans , maybe someone like me but not because I refused to be a fan because I chose to be a lover. sounds fake , but a real story

A story about a half-demon who teaches possessive MLs not to be so possessive, but what happens when they fall in love with her

They trained for speed. Now silence is the only medal that matters. Zoe Petersen lives for the roar of the crowd at state championships. But on June 18, 2020, the world goes quiet-forever. Blind creatures that hunt by sound turn every whisper into a death sentence. Stranded during a road trip with her two best friends Anita and Kreena in Colorado, Zoe must use her swimmer's instincts to survive. Water masks sound. Breath control saves lives. And the open road west is a gauntlet of broken glass, falling twigs, and the shriek of angels. Their only hope? Flee the mainland. Reach the islands. And pray the ocean is quiet enough.

The dust of the map has settled, and the ink of the old world has faded. He no longer follows lines drawn by old tales; He's following a pull, a silent hum in the marrow of his bones that speaks of a horizon he hasn't yet seen, but already recognizes as his true and final home.

Part I of Mines to Share, Yours to Feel Quick flashes, spiraling questions, and the blur of a mind that doesn't stop. These poems are scattered yet sharp - like moments you almost forgot, but didn't. Here, thinking becomes feeling, and feeling becomes too much - until it spills.

Ce la vie

A girl so depressed she doesn't even remember her own name is suddenly and seemingly tragically pulled into a spiritual realm. With nothing left to lose, she finally opens up to these friendly people, something that seems like a great decision. But can she really trust the tentative people of the Warehouse? ~ ignore this, it's been many years