Internal-conflict cerita

"Say, pal, you don't look so good." The words that Wilson P. Higgsbury remembers vividly. Thrown into a forgotten realm without the memory of how he arrived, he feels his cowardice slowly take him over. Willow, a pyromaniac with an unfortunate upbringing, was thrown in but does not see the realm as a place of suffering. Instead, she views it as a second chance. However, emotions are an unpredictable variable. A single spark could ignite feelings of intense hatred, happiness, or passion.

A little fanfic I wrote after watching the Sam Raimi movies. I wanted to write a gay slash fic between Harry and Pete but I settled for this instead... Might still be a little gay. Harry unmaskes Pete and is conflicted through his emotions between his father's rage and his bond with Pete. Eventually he realises he always only wanted Pete to be there for him and hold him.

"When the lights turn on, the world watches a flawless dream; loud laughs, tight friendships, and teenagers shining under the stage lights... Out of the thousands of contestants who joined 'The Next Chord' global boyband competition, only the final ten remain. But behind the spotlights, in that dimly lit studio, the rhythm changes completely. For Eren and Atlas, this competition is no longer just a game; it's the broken pieces of the past, hidden glances running away from the cameras, and the first cry of a secret storm. When the cameras turn on, they are just two close friends; but when the lights fade, they are each other's last chord."

Sam has one quest. To find out whats been up to the upcoming spark in activity with all the lower tiered monsters. He heard something about a demon threat from eavesdropping on the teachers at the Acadamy, but was still unsure what happened or what will.

This is a story about revenge, regret, death and how scary it is when technology evolves to fast

run away.

When you think you know what your looking for, but suddenly life hits you in the face. You realise the thing that you really want is something, or someone hidden. Luna has always been able to read people, the thing was she had a great talent for it. But what happens when a boy she never really takes notice of before, she finds is unreadable? Cole isn't popular but isn't unpopular, he is just fitting in with everyone else in the crowd. Luna is put next to him in almost every class. So she puts herself to the challenge: to read out what's behind his mask. But instead of her finding out his story, he uncovers her own - one that she has put behind her own mask. One that she has hidden away from everyone. But when the secrets spill out - will things be the same? And will she discover his story? And when she does what other things will begin to unfold? A plot? Blackmail? How far will they go? And how far will Luna go? And will she tell Cole her feelings?

In the bustling heart of Sydney, Mia and Layla's lives intersect unexpectedly - they meet when Mia O'Brien - a burnt out nurse wishing she picked a more creative job role, puts up an ad for a flatmate, and Layla Abraham - a broke comic book artist juggling three jobs, applies. They find out that despite their stark differences, they have an entomological similarity - they both have the same butterfly tattoo on their arms. Explore themes of conflicting emotions, internal struggles, and feelings of religious duty as you follow Mia and Layla across Sydney - from their cozy Darlinghurst apartment above a local cafe, to the golden sands of Bondi beach, to the buzzing heart of Central station, as they navigate adulthood and love. Mia, who struggles between desperately trying to keep her long distance relationship with her high school sweetheart, Connor, alive, and wanting to explore new possibilities within Sydney's vibrant dating scene, and Layla, who harbours a secret so deep that even Mia cannot know about it. But when Mia finds out she is pregnant, the stakes heighten. Will Mia choose the security of her relationship with Connor, or will she risk everything for a chance at self-discovery?

شيءٌ جميلٌ ان يكون لك حُلمٌ.. والأجمل أن تسعى لتحقيقه.. وقمة السعادة أن تحققه بالفعل.. لكن ماذا يحدث إذا تحول هذا الحُلم إلى سوط يلتف حولك ؟.. يضرب كل من يقترب منك ؟ حتى أقرب الناس إليك ؟ ماذا يحدث إذا تحول هذا الحُلم الجميل إلى سم قاتل يقتل كل ما هو رائع في حياتك؟ هل الحُلم هو الذي يتحول ؟ هل الحُلم من يفعل ذلك؟ أم شيء آخر يتوارى خلف التفاصيل ؟ وجود آخر مستتر، ينساب في حياتك دون أن تراه؟