Irrational Stories

To Heaven, love is energy. To Aaron, it's a death sentence. The Balcony of Heaven isn't a sanctuary. It's a factory. It harvests remembrance, converts it into blessings, and keeps the world spinning. But the system has a flaw: Hope. She is the only human the BOH cannot reach, a girl destined for nothing but misfortune. Then comes Aaron. An agent of the BOH. On the verge of vanishing, or worse, corruption. He's a ticking time bomb. She's a magnet for disaster. Together, they are a glitch in the divine machinery. Their survival is the ultimate sin. And falling in love won't just break the rules. It will tear both worlds apart.

Dong Shancai is determined to excel at her dream university, where she encounters an elite clique of dashing, popular high-achievers -- and finds love. #1: We were both young when I first saw you.- #2: That you were Romeo, you were throwing pebbles, And my mummy said, "Stay away from Juliet." #3: And I was crying on the staircase Begging you, "Please don't go." And I said, #4: "Romeo, take me somewhere we can be alone. I'll be waiting. All there's left to do is run. #5: You'll be the prince and I'll be the princess. It's a love story. Baby, just say 'Yes'." So, I sneak out to the garden to see you. We keep quiet 'cause we're dead if they knew. So, close your eyes, Escape this town for a little while. Oh, oh. 'Cause you were Romeo. I was a scarlet letter. And my daddy said, "Stay away from Juliet." But you were everything to me. I was begging you, "Please don't go!" And I said,

Sometimes mathematics can teach you a thing or two about real life, if you just extrapolate things in the right context in to the real world. Extrapolation would actually mean stretching your estimation beyond the original observation and by that means extrapolation in itself is a very mathematical word that has extrapolated itself in to the lexicon of real world .

Soup and a tiny swan, what more could you ask for when you reside in the basement pantry?

A nameless traveler tries to reconcile the stark contrast in wealth that he witnesses on a stroll through the city. Filled with existential despair and acerbic wit these short stories or, 'lamentations,' grapple with themes ranging from contemporary politics, to God and religion, to the absurdity of everyday existence. From the opening moments exploring the unraveling mind of a character on a journey through the vacuity of consumer society, to the finale in which we await the arrival of an absent Messiah, these stories cut to the heart of the human condition. https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/20856796.Simon_Brass

Everyone has a different perspective when they think about “love”. I found it to be very intriguing when I read a thread and people were asked to define “love” in one word. After looking at their responses, I decided to try to write my own version of love in a short story (scene) form based off of their definition of the word. (More info in the prologue).

RELEASE DATE - AMAZON: August 17, 2023. Pre-Order now on Kindle! • • • • • on • the • verge at the point when [something] is about to happen or is very likely to happen, but it never does. • • • • • Welcome to "On The Verge", a nonfiction, journaling-style novella where I deal with my anxiety, dive into my emotions, and drift through the motions of life. © All rights reserved on Wattpad and Amazon.

Sharing my creative journey, one piece at a time. Quality doesn't matter, expression does.

This a peculiar piece of writing I wrote in a moment when my inspiration had fine a bit crazy. It may appear as a total nonsense, but in my opinion it has a meaning, even if it's not a fixed one and it changes depending on the reader. I'd really like to hear your interpretation. A warning: try not to reason around it too logically, you'll just end up getting even more confused. There are a few references to Freud's theory on the Ego, Id and Superego, but you don't really need to be familiar with it.

Life was bliss until she came. Gently she smiled and since stirred a storm in my life. All I know is I love her. She is everything where I'm more ambitious and want to life to its fullest. Time will only tell what is kept in future for me. But till then i'll keep writing about her, defining in her different ways !

Poems I've wrote

Meet these five troubled teens : the drug addict, the amnesiac, the narcissistic player, the pyromaniac and the mentally disturbed genius. They may be worlds apart, but they all have one thing in common. They are the only ones who had witnessed the gruesome murder of Eddy O’Doherty. And none of them know who the killer is. But what happens when someone finds out that the secrets of that night indeed remain unburied and come to hunt them down, one by one? What happens when one of them must take the fall for O’Doherty’s death? Told in the alternating voices of the five, Society Dysfunctional is a dark teen thriller that explores the shadowed side of teenage life and a never-ending quest for redemption.

I'm unsure of where I should start. Perhaps the beginning or possibly the ending.. Maybe the parts that are burned the deepest in my mind; I know where to start, my beginning. Before my life was abruptly turned upside down and the weight of the world suddenly started to crush me. When I was once happy, when life wasn't so chaotic.. Avery, Avery Valiente. That's my beginning. The man I planned to spend the rest of my life with. I'd dedicated five and a half long years to this man, my man. We were in love, the way every woman has dreamed to be. Not only had I made sacrifices, he did as well. Without me having to ask, he was there. Then one day we woke up, it was as if our fairytale had ended. As if by magic the love was sucked out of our relationship. What was left seemed cold, distant and dead.. That is when the first sign showed; The beginning of hell.... ******* Asrael Romee. The girl who had a perfect life until it was suddenly stolen from her. Happiness has vanished and her mind has become fogged. Struggling to fix what has happened, head floating just above water. But what happens when she drowns? Let her story unfold, let your mind wonder and get ready to tap into your feelings.

I will regret this, but here's all of my fears in a book, just for your convince. • on hold •

It takes insomnia, a stroll across the deck at midnight, and a heartfelt talk with a friend to get Percy to realize that maybe his fear isn't so irrational after all. Set during the Blood of Olympus. Kinda angst-y, so fair warning!

Vincent was telling Max a couple of issues that he's currently facing. A conversation between negative thoughts and logical thoughts, conversation between logic and emotions, conversation between rationality and irrationality.

Prudence lives a comfortable life in her large manor on a lush estate, but all that is thrown into disregard when her Aunt Priscilla comes to stay!