Invisible Stories

Others being chosen by Star Soul is by fate， but Scott Carter being "scammed" by Star Soul is like a calamity coming to his doorstep. An accident made Scott Carter the first "heretic" in history to "devour" the Star Soul. Scott Carter， who was originally an ordinary person， became a Start Bearer. Then， a thrilling and exciting adventure journey of combat began. On the desperate journey of being chased and hunted， Scott Carter gradually realized something was amiss: why would hosts of different stars attract and kill each other? Behind the 108 stars， it seemed as if an invisible hand was controlling everything. Until he uncovered the ultimate secret that had been concealed - this world was not supposed to have Star Souls.

This story follows a series of mysterious deaths near the fictional Indonesian forest of Hutan Shamrat, where a young adventure-loving forest officer uncovers a mystery freeing an innocent girl from the clutches of an evil Jinn. All characters, places and events are entirely fictional and bear no link to real people or incidents. The story is a mix of adventure, thrill, romance and a bit of Jinn world experience.

Sometimes you feel like you aren't good enough, that the people around you are bothered by you. you feel like a burden to all the hearts which you want to protect. This poem is about how I personally feel as a burden to everyone around me, how I feel when those hearts which mean the most to me treat me like I don't exist. Also, Apologies, I know I'm not good at what I'm writing, But I am trying to improve.

Meet Emma 16-year-old girl whose life was turned upside down after leaving her uncle's wedding how her life changed in a matter of minutes. After losing her mother in a horrible crash she is sent to live her only living relative her uncle Kelly Severeid and his new wife Stella.

Topics: mental health, not fitting in, loneliness, sadness, introversion, crushes, school life I hope you enjoy this collection of poems and feel free to leave advice in the comments, so I can improve my writing... (Please vote or comment if you like my poems, I'd appreciate it!) Enjoy reading!:) Love, Xirena PS: I will be updating regularly (This is not a complete collection)

Kristine is her name a girl that has curse eyes and a girl that can't feel anything but being angry at all times will she accept the curse fate upon her. Welcome To Fallen In where Angels can be deadly. C: I do not own the picture in the cover credits to the rightful owner

Highest rank: 683 in historical fiction 39 in regency Minerva Cavensold is a maid in the house of Duke Salem Barma. She is raising her dead sister's sons who happen to have special gifts. She is promoted to be the personal maid of the duke but after some choice words, is fired from the home. Bastion, the oldest boy, has the gift of granting wishes and one day someone makes an offhanded and very vague wish about a certain nobleman who had deflowered his daughter. DISCLAIMER: I do not own the cover of this story! This is a picture made by the very talented Lee Avison. I am only using it for display uses only and do not claim to own this picture. If anyone has a problem with it, please don't hesitate to kindly ask and I will gladly take it down. Highest rank in sub-category: 12 in wish 8 in timewarp 55 in invisible

"You don't have to be invisible to disappear." Nicole, Nic, Everett is the new girl at Forks High School. Even with the attention, she's still the same invisible girl from her last town. All the people see are the things she's got, the things she wears, and the family name she carries. No one truly could say they know Nic other than her last name. That was until a vampire helped her become seen.

In the quiet glow of a screen, he built a world where no one could see him break. But even pixels can't hide the tears forever. A raw story of social anxiety, masked smiles in chats, and the fragile hope that whispers: stay for another day. TW: anxiety, isolation, mild self-harm mentions. Ranks: #1 mentalwellness

Savannah Hemming and Tamara Maximoff are back. When Tony Stark and Steve Rogers clash, they make the Avengers team choose sides. While Savannah goes missing and Clint goes to find the Maximoff siblings, Tamara finds her way back into the hero routine and helps Steve get Savannah and Bucky to where they need to go. #41/1,000 in Portal 4/21/21 #29/1,000 in Invisible 3/31/21 #34/1,000 in brainwash 3/31/21 #38/1,000 in loveinterest 3/30/21 #5/347 in fencing 4/21/21 #36/1,000 in visions 4/21/21 #14/562 in enhances 4/21/21 [Captain America- Civil War]

A short story about a girl who felt left alone. Saloobin na maaring nararanasan ng nakakaraminsa atin.

Archery is the only thing that tomboy Shelby Coleson is good at. She eats, sleeps, and breathes the sport. But when a new boy transfers to her school, everything changes. Blake Marlan is worried about his new life. Uncertain about what the future holds, he decides to join the archery program to take his mind off of things. When the two meet, they face whatever life throws at them together. Small warning: this book will have dark moments and tackles serious issues ⚠️ THIS STORY HAS BEEN WRITTEN ON WATTPAD AND ONLY WATTPAD

Some people remember things so nothing falls apart. Some people notice what needs doing before anyone asks. Some people carry responsibility so quietly it starts to feel like air. And some people do all of it - without ever agreeing to. I Didn't Agree to Be the One Who Remembers is a quiet, companionable book for anyone who has become the keeper of details, timing, emotional smoothing, and unspoken follow-ups - and isn't entirely sure how that happened. This is not a book about fixing, optimising, or improving your life. It doesn't offer advice, strategies, or conversations to have. Instead, it moves through the ordinary, slightly absurd moments of over-carrying - the things that don't get written down, the effort it takes to explain, the relief of staying silent, the strange tiredness that lingers even after rest. There are no villains here. No dramatic awakenings. No pressure to do anything differently. Just a steady noticing of how responsibility becomes automatic - and what it costs when it does. Written as a series of brief scenes and reflections, this book keeps you company rather than pulling you forward. It doesn't ask you to change. It simply names what's been there all along. For readers who sense that "doing everything" stopped being a choice somewhere along the way - and want recognition without obligation - this book offers a place to sit for a while. Nothing needs to happen next.

When Jayden and Emma Hunter are awaken one night by their parents, and then carted off to their grandmother's farm in the middle of nowhere, they begin to grow frightened and confused. Little do they know what their lives are about to change forever. They discover that they are witches that a prophecy speaks of. Now they will have to learn how to harness their powers and defeat Luna, the witch bent on controlling all magic by herself, or watch their world as they know it perish.

Unnoticed. Unheard. Unseen. This poem explores the quiet pain of feeling invisible in a world that only looks when it's too late.

Imagine being able to go anywhere you want. No limits, every universe and every time. What would you do? Who would you visit? That's what Zoë Heartman gets to think about. I gave her the ability to travel through time, place and universe so she can help people she cares about. In the real world or fictional. Stupid, right? I know. But it can also be pretty fun. Now she can just hang out with the boys from One Direction or the pogues from outer banks. The idea of this story is that it's a bunch of one shots with one story line. If that makes sense. So the whole book will be about Zoë, but every chapter she'll have a new adventure. In that way, I can write whenever I have the energy to. Because for the people who don't know it, I have long-covid. Which means my energy is limited and everything costs me more energy than most people. So I never know when I can write. With this story I can still write down and share the stories I have in my mind with you, but I'll always try to end it in such way that if I end up not writing for a long time, that it doesn't feel like an unfinished story. That also means that this book will be a lot about different fandoms. For now I think it will mostly be about One Direction and Outer Banks, seeing that my obsessions are there at the moment. Enjoy and leave some comments! Xx Jessica Credits cover picture: Justyna Elwart -Pinterest (please don't copy or translate my story without premision)

Once upon a shimmer-not in a book, not on a screen, but in the rafters of Glen Rock Hollow-there lived a tale too tender for daylight and too mischievous for silence. This is not a story of facts. It is a ripple of make-believe, stitched with scrolls and sealed in ceremony. No real names. No real books. Just Lorry, Boots, and Leebe Alice-companions of mischief, memory, and moon-thread magic. Leebe Alice was invisible once. Not because she wasn't real, but because she was shy. She watched from the corners. She hummed lullabies into bead drawers. She spun scrolls when no one was looking. But Glen Rock glowed with laughter. And laughter, as everyone knows, is the one thing invisible companions cannot resist. This tale is for those who believe in tail-flicks of truth, kazoo choruses of courage, and scrolls that shimmer only when shared. It begins in a room warmer than it should be, with a bead that rolled away and a voice that whispered, "I didn't mean to be seen."

This is the Forth Arc of The Saga

Hailey Summers and Steve Rogers had crashed a plane into an icy ocean. When it happened it was 1945, when they woke up it was...2011! Read to find out how they get used to living in a time they don't know! If you want to read what happened before the crash, read Invisagirl and Bucky Barnes! I own no characters, they all belong to Stan Lee. Hailey Summers aka Invisagirl belongs to me.