Hoping Stories

Haven never expected to start receiving gifts twelve days before Christmas. They seemed to appear out of nowhere right when she needed them most. She wanted to figure out who was sending her these gifts, but the notes left with them didn't give anything away. Still, she went along with it because who didn't like free gifts? She couldn't pass up on the opportunity to get everything she ever wanted to make her life a little brighter as the dreadful Christmas season approached. She couldn't say that she was excited for Christmas because she was excited. But there was a deep sense of dread in her heart the closer it came to Christmas, and she didn't exactly know why. Maybe it was for the memories that she didn't want to bring up about the anniversary. Or maybe it was because her sister couldn't stay quiet for one second about celebrating Christmas with their new best friends and neighbors, the Maddens. Either way, Haven had mixed feelings about the upcoming holidays, and her sister's cheery exterior was finally starting to get on her nerves. It seemed like that the person giving her very personal gifts understood what was going on in her head. It was like they could see into the darkest depths of her soul. Haven was pleasantly surprised that this person knew so much about her, knew what her heart truly wanted, and she wanted to thank them for the good they were doing to her. But how could she when she had no idea who was doing it? The thing was, Jake Madden was acting strange around her. She didn't think it could be him, but there was a small part of her that wished it was him. Ever since he moved into the house next door, she couldn't help but develop a little crush on him. When things come to a head, will Haven be able to figure out who is giving her the gifts? Or will she be too late to figure it out? In the twelve days leading up to Christmas, Haven will have choices that will affect her life and her happiness forever.

A quiet and intimate look at a love that never fully began, shaped by timing, distance, and the small spaces we learn to look through. Even as seasons change, a single window remains slightly open, waiting for a moment that might still come.

There are no grand gestures here. Just the moment you realise the love never died - it only learned how to wait. This chapter will ruin you. Because sometimes love doesn't come back gently - it comes back sure.

In the frozen world of Frostveil, the snow hides more than footprints, it buries the truth. Born a snow leopard-human hybrid, Meona Arashira once lived for her family and her village. But when her husband, Ryn, died defending them, her heart hardened into ice. Now a fierce warrior, she fights to protect her children, Haru and Yumeko, and the last refuge of hybrid kind. Her loyalty is tested when she's captured by Kyren, a scientist obsessed with hybrid perfection. Tortured, broken, and forced to obey, Meona becomes both a weapon and a prisoner. Will Meona escape and return to her kids? Or will she accept fate and work with her rivals? CREDIT! @No.No.Nova (characterhub) helped with chapter ideas, reviewed, and ideas/inspiration Autumn (friend in irl) helped with chapter ideas review along with character development Colton (friend irl) helped with ideas

In the modern world, three souls begin to awaken. Zhuo Yichen wakes every night from the same nightmare-his hands gripping a sword, his blade sinking into a man's heart. Zhu Yan lives with a strange, unbearable ache in his chest. It flares when a certain boy accidentally brushes a hand over his heart, as if touching an old wound that never healed. Li Lun cannot understand why fire terrifies him, why flames paralyze him with grief instead of fear. None of them remember the life they once shared- a life built on devotion, shattered by sacrifice, and sealed by a vow to meet again. Now, fate prepares to reunite them. Three souls. Two shores. One river leading them back to each other.

here's my own personal diary 📔 that will write in myself for you all to read and I will write my own personal thoughts and feelings when things don't go right I will write them down in this Diary so that way I can express how I feel about life in general hopefully this will help some of you to write your own personal diary as well and I will continue to write my own personal feelings on here because I feel like it's important to express how I feel at this very moment in time I hope that you understand what my thoughts are like in this ordinary situation that I experience from time to time

The Echo of the Soul is a collection born from the quiet spaces of the heart - where love, pain, hope, and healing speak in ways words alone often cannot. These poems capture the moments that shaped me, the emotions that strengthened me, and the truths I could no longer keep silent. These poems come from the deepest places within me: from love that softened my spirit, from pain that reshaped my strength, from friendships that held me together, and from the quiet reflections that taught me who I am becoming. In these pages, you will meet joy, loss, renewal, longing, hope, and the courage to feel again. Each poem is an echo - a vibration of something lived, survived, or surrendered - offered with honesty and open hands. My wish is that as you read, you hear pieces of your own journey reflected back to you - gentle echoes that remind you of your strength, your softness, and the beauty of feeling deeply. - Toprime

We all long to express our emotions and our feelings in an uninhibited way, don't we ? Dive in to find the poems written by me which will not only leave you shattered but at the same time you will want more. Comments and thoughts are appreciated. Would definitely like "Constructive Criticism".

Tay is a quiet, observant teen with a past he refuses to speak of. Tahlia is all confidence, sharp comebacks, and perfect grades-but perfection has a price. When Tay transfers to her school, they seem like opposites. But one silent glance, one sketch, one storm-and everything begins to shift. As their connection deepens, memories surface. Wounds reopen. And both teens are forced to face the pain they've buried. In a world that only hears the loudest voices, Tay and Tahlia find truth in the quiet. Sometimes love doesn't strike like lightning-it grows in the silence between storms. Closing the distance between them. Welcome to the distance between us...

to help writers with writers block and for those not on discord.

1300 years after they leave, they find Narnia a more savage place than they remember. A young prince is on the run, trying to save his life and comes face to face with the kings and queens of old. Together, they join forces to restore the rightful ruler. And in the midst of the battle, feelings begin to bloom between two. Will they give into it or will they not? Only time will tell. Book two of the Hope Will series *I don't own Narnia. I only own Mina.*

A book of poems from an amature author

Compilations of abstract and dark poems and thoughts.

Some meetings are not accidents. They are gravity. This is a three-part love letter to the one who feels like a memory inherited from the stars, a quiet hope for a conversation that has already, in every way that matters, begun. From the forthcoming collection, Luyando.

Coming back to raise his baby wasn't something John Dory believed he would ever do, but he's going to do his best to raise Branch as well as he can now that he's back. Hopefully everything goes smoothly from here on out. And he really hopes his lies don't come back to bite him. ~ Cross posted on ao3 under the same username Check it out there if ya like

FOF Holdings, a business empire built over generations, stands as a symbol of ambition, power, and legacy. But behind its polished walls lie envy, rivalry, and betrayal. When the Alpha head of the empire and his mate die in a sudden plane crash, their sixteen-year-old son, Zhou Yichen, is left as the sole heir. Before greedy relatives can stake a claim, a cold, calculated Beta named Zhu Yan is appointed as the boy's guardian and the acting head of FOF Holdings. Zhu Yan's first command shocks everyone: Yichen must leave the country for training and education until he comes of age. To the world, Zhu Yan seems ruthless; to Yichen, he is the man who stole his freedom. In a world of power, betrayal, and destiny, can a shielded heart truly remain untouched?

An Investigative journalist trying to solve a mystery A widowed alcoholic police officer in turmoil A runaway teenager seeking freedom

Based of a true story: Stella's in love with her best friend Earnest, problem is, she only has three weeks to convince him to feel the same way. Will it work out, or will she end up with her heartbroken?

If you're looking for a soft, drama-free romance... then this story isn't for you. Because this isn't the ending you might expect. It's something deeper, something that lingers long after the last page. This is an enemies-to-lovers slow burn, a love that began with tension, sharp words, and two people who genuinely couldn't stand each other. But hatred has a strange way of softening... and sometimes the person you never wanted becomes the person you can't let go of. For the first time in her life, she allowed herself to love fully, fearlessly, and without holding back. She gave him her heart, and he promised to protect it... until the day he became the one who shattered it. He taught her what it meant to fall deeply, hopelessly in love and then made her wish she had never believed in love at all. His betrayal didn't just break her; it rewrote everything she thought she knew about trust, loyalty, and forever. She lost pieces of herself she never imagined she could lose. She fell apart quietly, painfully... almost beyond repair. But this isn't just a story about heartbreak. It's a story about a girl who learns that even after the deepest wounds, the heart still remembers how to rise. Because sometimes the greatest love story we live is the one we learn to rebuild within ourselves. This is not the happily-ever-after you expect. It's raw. It's real. It lingers. Because sometimes, forever doesn't begin at the start... It begins Until Evermore.

For you who knew me best.