Hurting Stories

Aiden built an empire out of stories. As CEO and founder of NediA® Pictures, he turns bestselling novels into films the world falls in love with. In the public eye, he is successful and untouchable. In private, he is still haunted by Elia. When a mysterious bestselling author known only as Miss E begins to feel dangerously familiar, the line between fiction and memory starts to blur. Some stories refuse to stay on the page. Some names are not meant to remain hidden. Will Aiden find his way back to Elia? And who is Miss E, really? Miss E: Love Rewritten Book Two of She Chose Herself.

Momin ki Dua : The believer's supplication / prayer. She was his everything, He was her many things. Her smile was his peace, His pain-she never could see. He broke just to build her dreams, She forgot what his silence means. She thought she was strong and smart, He knew her soft, innocent heart. He forgave her every wrong, She kept hurting him all along. She realized it when love had gone, He'd already left... and moved on. ************* I don't know how this description is guys, I just try to describe what this story about. But I will request you to just give it try. You won't be disappointed, I can assure you

𝒴ℴ𝓊 𝓪𝓻𝓮 𝓶𝔂 𝓫𝓮𝓼𝓽 𝓶𝓸𝓼𝓽 𝓫𝓮𝓪𝓾𝓽𝓲𝓯𝓾𝓵 𝓼𝓸𝓶𝓮𝓸𝓷𝓮.....🍁 The weigh of her destiny rests upon her shoulder, not a crushing burden , bus as a crown she wears with quit strength. Her gaze, though soft, holds the unwevaring resolve one who knows, her path, and her heart though tender, beats with the rhythm of a warrior's spirit. She carries the hope and dream of those he seek to save, not as a burden, but as a reminder of the power she wields, the power to change her own fate , and perhaps the fate of the world. The best and most beautiful things in the world cannot be seen or even touch - they must be felt with heart 3 couple in this story. " IN HER HANDS, DESTINY FOUND ITS CHAMPION":::*************

Well starts off with the explanation of a tragedy. A girl is just wants her dead boyfriend back till her friends show her that there is more to life then waiting for something that will never come. Comment and tell me what you think :]

Snow Richards is a shy seventeen year old girl. She's always kind of blended into the background, though she's never had a problem with that. Her life has been the opposite of easy in every way and she didn't need to bring attention to that. She hated it when other people pitied her and looked down on her. It was just better not to be looked at. Her mother died in a car accident when she was ten, leaving her father to care for both her and her younger brother Rain, who was seven years younger than her. Only a year ago she had found out her father had cancer, watching as it slowly killed her father right in front of her eyes. To top it off, she was picked on in school all the time. The name Snow was never a popular one. Since her mother died, Snow had become the mother of the family. She cared for her father when he was sick and practically raised her brother. Now she needed a job to keep them afloat, medical bills suffocating them. Finally she finds one as a maid/cook for a wealthy family: the Johnson's. Snow just wanted a job, but she was surprised by their caring son Ryan and how sweet he was to her. The whole family practically took her in. She doesn't want them to get too close though; she wouldn't pull them into her pain. Her burdens were her own. But when they keep trying to edge their way in, how will she handle it? How much more could she carry before she finally shattered like glass?

Phoenix is dating the one and only Michael Kuza. Kuza is friends with the one and only Marilyn Manson. When Marilyn comes over for a visit they run into a problem. A little "present" on their doorstep that will change all of them forever. Read to find out more

C O M P L E T E D ✓ [A SHORT STORY] [🎤= lyric chapter] •~§~• Marinette Dupain-Cheng was a happy peppy girl that loved to sing, design, and be with her friends. But when something horrible happen her light and cheerful attitude changes. Who will save this hero? •~§~• 𝗛𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁𝗲𝘀𝘁 𝗥𝗮𝗻𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀: #1 in cristina vee - 11/26/20 -漫~*'¨¯¨'*·舞~ - ~舞*'¨¯¨'*·~漫- And thank you to the @just_alessia, @MoonwalkingTogether, and @followU2themoon for making the cover! Love you friend!❤️ And thank you @Chlogami from Instagram for the amazing art work!❤️ Copyright ©2020Mycolorguardian45

In the end, we are all humans. We hurt, we cry, we heal, we glow. I can gladly say, that in the end, my soul was healed. By something, by someone? What brought hope into my life again? Happiness? I guess we'll find out.

"Do you love me?" "Ha! Did you really think I could love someone like you?"

My heart speaks My hands type My mind races My words strike. Raita_san Instead of stealing others' works, let your soul speak and steal our hearts. Raita_san Cover by: me

on the seventh day of the sixth month, my world ended. the journey of destruction begins here. "and you come away with a great little story/ of a mess of a dreamer with the nerve to adore you" - t.s.

These poems are a glipse of my soul during my darkest hour, and I hope you read them. For these poems make make an impact.

⚠️Tw⚠️I thought I would only cut once...

Don't mind me, I'm just out here pouring my feelings. Ride along !

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this is a book of depression quotes. I started this because I just can't hold it in all the time.. I just can't..