Irrational Stories

When even their own existences are at risk, Aaron and Hope must defy both the living and the dead in order to survive a destiny designed to destroy them. Every living person carries blessings from their loved ones in Heaven, everyone but Hope. She is at the lowest point of her life when she meets Aaron, a ticking time bomb of a field agent from the Balcony of Heaven. The BOH is no ordinary organization. It harvests the love and remembrance of the living, turns that soul energy into blessings, and sends them back to the world of the living. Its employees aren't human. Neither is Aaron. Even here, he is seen as unstable - a soul that could have been, and might still become, a vengeful spirit. And Hope has no idea. Meeting Aaron may mark the end of her misfortune... or her life itself.

Living in a society that has rules can be tedious. Especially when if you break them, you can wind up dead. ---------------------------------- Celeste's life has been set by these rules, never stepping out of bounds. But when her best friend is taken for no reason, she has nothing left to lose. She sets off on a mission that could take her life.

A nameless traveler is unable to enjoy his island getaway amidst the consumerism, poverty, and shallowness that dominate his surroundings. 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

Stuck. That’s what Simmone “Sin” Rosenblack is. She’s stuck to only see what is on the outside. She couldn’t even step into the outside. She is trapped, in a mirror. When all of the sudden, the prince of Halla decided to buy something from the shop. She was watching him from afar. Prince of Halla noticed the beautiful but dusty mirror in the shelf, and decided to buy it. Now Sin’s adventure starts now, with a new place and her secret love, Prince of Halla.

This is a short story about love. This is my first story. in my opinion, this story is finished. i cant think of anything else that would interest you guys so im just going to leave it at these 2 parts. i hope you guys enjoyed. also im sorry for any written mistakes that appear in this story.

Serendipity is something i have yet to experience, but its the only thing keeping me going.

A deep troubling storm is headed your way. Can you overcome it?

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!

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

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.

I'm a struggling Psychology student with a lot of time on my hands and this is one of the ways I've been trying to make myself study. Lets hope it works. (This is the real, boring psychology with the essays and the sources and the diagrams, not the fun one that doesn't have any scientific basis lol) (Cover by @LexisRee)

You know that feeling you get? Late at night when every one in your house is asleep? All the lights are off and you walk in the darkness alone, but there's that part of your brain that wills you to run up the stairs, your back aching with the fear of being stalked, but it's an irrational fear...right? Wrong. For there is something in the darkness and it will take all your wits and courage to face it, mould it into the fairy tale you desire.

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).

sup this is book 2 bc i can

What if... there's a world that remain hidden, waiting to be uncovered?