Isolation Stories

In a house defined by order, Jaz has learned to survive by staying small. Homeschooled and carefully monitored by a father who calls his vigilance protection, she moves through her days according to schedule, each rule meant to keep her safe from a world he believes is waiting to harm her. Her brothers see something different. They see isolation. They see fear disguised as love. And when they try to widen her world, one afternoon unravels into panic, confirming their father's darkest suspicions and fracturing the fragile balance inside the home. As long-buried history begins to surface, it becomes clear that Andrew is not only protecting his daughter, but he is protecting himself from a grief he never survived. And Jaz, caught between safety and suffocation, must confront a truth that threatens to dismantle everything he has built: She is not a second chance. She is not a replacement. She is not his past. She is herself. A quiet, piercing portrait of generational trauma, control born from love, and the difficult work of untangling fear from devotion, this novel asks what it means to protect someone, and when protection becomes its own kind of harm.

Neopolitan had believed that she ascended past the memories of Roman and her life in Remnant. In her heart, she had believed that trauma wouldn't linger in a life beyond another world. But fate was cruel, when the heart never forgets... Can an ordinary boy of tragedy bridge the gap between her and the Yozakuras?

Living in a small German town in 2026, the protagonist watches everyone around him move forward while he remains stuck inside his own head. He tells himself he doesn't need friends, love, or a purpose. But the more he tries to become nobody, the harder it becomes to ignore the part of him that desperately wants to be somebody. A story about loneliness, overthinking, youth, and trying to find a place in a world that never seems to stop moving.

What should have been a routine lift ride turns into a twenty-four-hour prison for two young Na'vi who can barely stand the sight of each other. Neteyam and Ao'nung have spent years trading insults, provoking fights and ignoring each other. Trapped together with no way out, each passing hour forces them to confront parts of themselves that they have hidden from everyone. Ao'nung carries a love he knows can never be returned. Neteyam harbours a fear so consuming that it has turned into cruelty. As the hours crawl by, their harsh words turn into painful confessions. The lift grows quieter, but the tension between them becomes unbearable. By the time the doors finally open, neither of them is the same person who stepped inside. Some prisons are made of steel. Others are built from fear. 4/9 edited Started: 07/27/2026 Ended:? Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction set in an alternate Avatar universe. I do not own Avatar or any of its characters. This story explores fictional themes of fear, prejudice, emotional repression, and unrequited love. The beliefs and actions of the characters are part of the narrative and are not intended to promote or endorse discrimination or hatred.

Sneak peek at my story ✨ "A police officer is trying to talk to me, but I can't hear a thing he's saying, only the muffled sound of his voice. So I sit on the edge of the Ambulance, angry and mad and sad and confused. I just want to see Monday but they took her away from me. As I watch my car continue to go up in flames, I pick at my thumb nail and blame myself for what happened." Miles is a college student who lives a mostly normal life with a Major in dance. Mostly normal. He never knew his biological parents. After being adopted from a Child Care Facility at thirteen, finding a family of his own was like paradise. He lived in harmony with his new sister, Monday, and his adoptive parents that become like family. Until the plane accident. After losing his adoptive parents, Miles does everything to keep Monday safe. And he keeps to that promise. Mostly. After meeting a new dance partner, Miles grows to like him, but pushes the new feeling away. Life in denial was mostly great. Until he lost everything in a car accident, including his hearing. Will Miles over come it? Or will his push his friends and new companion away?

"My soul is breaking, and my life has been cut short," he said flatly. It's fine if his family was aware of this. "I'm not going to cause any more trouble, and I'm not going to ask for anything... please... let me leave this place." Nobody cared about him in the first place. He was weak. Nobody gave a damn about him as a person. Nobody cared what he thought. Nobody cared about him until he took the reins and went to war.

Czasami uważa się, że dotkliwy mróz i desperacja przywoływały złego ducha, który ogarniał opętaną osobę i obdarzał ją żarłocznym głodem ludzkiego mięsa. Ale to tylko indiańska legenda sprzed kilkuset, a być może nawet kilku tysięcy lat. Nie może być prawdziwa, prawda? W końcu to tylko legenda.

أَحْيَانًا لَا يَكُونُ أَخْطَرُ شَيْءٍ هُوَ السُّقُوطُ إِلَى الْأَعْمَاقِ... بَلْ مَا يَنْتَظِرُكَ هُنَاكَ." ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ هَلْ تُؤْمِنُ بِوُجُودِ أَشْيَاءَ أَكْبَرَ مِنْ حُدُودِ تَخَيُّلِكَ؟ ​إِنْ كُنْتَ لَا تُؤْمِنُ.. فَهَذِهِ الرِّوَايَةُ لَيْسَتْ لَكَ عَلَى الْإِطْلَاقِ. ​هُنَا، حَيْثُ يُسْدَلُ السِّتْرُ، يَمُوتُ الْكَثِيرُونَ فِي صَمْتٍ بِسَبَبِ أَسْرَارٍ نَرْفُضُ الِاعْتِرَافَ بِوُجُودِهَا، أَسْرَارٍ تَتَرَبَّصُ بِنَا فِي عَتَمَةِ الْأَعْمَاقِ. ​⚠️ تَحْذِيرٌ: تَحْتَوِي الرِّوَايَةُ عَلَى مَشَاهِدَ دَمَوِيَّةٍ، وَلَكِنَّهَا مُصَاغَةٌ بِطَابِعٍ فَرِيدٍ وَنَظِيفٍ يُلَامِسُ حَوَافَ الْإِثَارَةِ وَالتَّشْوِيقِ وَنَظِيِفَه (100%). ​فَإِنْ تَجَرَّأْتُمْ عَلَى الْإِكْمَالِ.. فَأَهْلًا بِكُمْ فِي عَالَمِنَا الْمُظْلِمِ. وَإِنْ لَمْ تَفْعَلُوا، فَهَذَا قَرَارُكُمْ وَحْدَكُمْ. ​جَمِيعُ حُقُوقِ النَّشْرِ مَحْفُوظَةٌ لِي، وَيُمْنَعُ نَسْخُ أَوْ تَقْلِيدُ أَيِّ جُزْءٍ مِنْ هَذَا الْعَمَلِ.

An unknown plague began spreading in the late 20th century, with the virus' contaminating substance growing increasingly toxic over time. The final wave struck in the 21st century, turning infected hosts into grotesque, undead creatures. Amid the chaos of the zombie apocalypse, a group of young men accidentally cross paths. Among them is Yang Jeongin-a quiet, resilient young man who unexpectedly encounters a mysterious, otherworldly individual. This stranger eventually reveals his true identity and presents Jeongin with a life-altering choice: follow him into the unknown or face his cursed fate in a dark, unforgiving world. Year written: 2021 Year published on Wattpad: 2025 ✔️ Kim Seungmin x Yang Jeongin as the main cast ✔️ Stray Kids Alternate Universe

Every night at 2:13 A.M., Emily Carter's phone erupts with an Emergency Alert unlike anything she's ever seen. There are no weather warnings, no evacuation orders, and no explanation. Only a chilling message that claims the alert has been issued only to her. Each notification contains a list of precise instructions tied to exact times throughout the night, and when every impossible event unfolds exactly as predicted, Emily is forced to follow the alerts if she wants to make it until sunrise. By morning, the notifications have vanished without a trace, leaving behind no proof they ever existed. As the nights pass, the alerts become longer, repeating every previous instruction while adding another impossible event to survive. Exhaustion begins to consume her, the line between reality and paranoia starts to blur, and every attempt to prove the alerts are real only convinces everyone around her that she's unraveling. If the messages are trying to save her, they never explain what they're saving her from... and with each passing night, Emily can't shake the feeling that the most terrifying instruction hasn't arrived yet.

"Your mind lived in the darkness, but for those around, you shone." What happens to the words we leave unsaid? The Sharp Pierce of a Whisper captures the heavy, quiet spaces of the human experience. Moving through the deepest crescendos of the soul, this poetry collection transforms isolation into a profound testament of survival. Through vivid imagery of crashing seas and morning dew, this collection gently uncovers the reality of root-rot in the mind, the repetitive cycle of sorrow, and the comforting memories left behind by those we love. It is both an excavation of pain and a lifeline-a journey of filling a seemingly endless void with the power of the written word. Walk through the unlit days and find a field of familiar faces waiting for you in the pages.

a mini poem collection for/of the lonely, pariahs and alienated who feel disconnected from humanity and society on the large scale. It also contains more experimental and diverse poems spamming from ironic poems to viscerally psychological to noir comedy. Enjoy at your own risk...

Isolated in a rainy cabin, a grieving writer desperately types a manuscript to escape his painful reality, only to find the boundaries between his fiction and his unsettling surroundings beginning to dissolve.

What if the beautiful love story of your parents - the one you always imagined through a pink filter, with a princess and a knight - turned out to be a dark and heartbreaking tale involving witches, kalanoro, revenants, moasy, and other supernatural creatures you were never supposed to know about? In the end, all you can tell yourself is: at least, they got their happy ending. ©2026

What happens when a world built upon a promise from another realm comes face to face with minds that dwell more in the past than the present? What becomes of a civilization when it uncovers the history of a promise that was broken long ago? And what happens when immortal beings begin to discover the value of mortality itself? This saga will have 3 volumes: Volume 1- Fallen Worlds. Volume 2- The Eclipse of Promises. Volume 3- Sacrifice of Sorcery.

After her parents' bitter divorce, Diana is forced to spend every other weekend with the father she dreads seeing. Charming to everyone else but cruel behind closed doors, he is a manipulative narcissist who insists she'll always come first-while treating her as something to possess rather than a daughter to love. Every visit ends the same way: an hour-long car ride back from her mother's house, with nowhere to escape and nothing to do but listen. He fills the silence with guilt, lies, half-truths, and subtle attempts to turn her against the one parent who truly cares for her. At first Diana believes that if she says the right thing, maybe they'll finally get along. But as the years pass, she learns that some people don't want understanding-they want control. And sometimes, the safest thing you can do is keep quiet instead of giving them another piece of yourself to use against you.

This feeling known as "anxiety," has caused some heartbreaking moments in my life. I still remember when I was told to give my prefectship manifesto during the school assembly. I was shaking, my hands were trembling, and I completely forgot everything I was going to say. I held a paper that I was going to read from, but we were told to keep it aside and speak directly to the people. Nobody could here me talk. The only person who could barely hear me was the teacher standing next to me. I literally cried secretly, after not being able to express myself even after countless practice and efforts to face the crowd. So many memories of high school that I wish I could relive over and over, till I finally correct those mistakes I made are still lingering in my mind.

What if the person who knows you best doesn't exist - at least not outside your mind? Eli is a quiet, anxious young man who creates Mira - a tulpa: a companion formed through thought, imagination, and sheer loneliness. She's calm, introverted, patient... everything he needs. At first, she's just a voice. Then a presence. Then something much more. As their bond deepens, the line between reality and inner world begins to blur. Relationships strain. Dreams bleed into waking life. And when love starts to grow between a man and the mind he built to save himself, he must ask: Is she real enough to stay? And what happens when a voice in your head becomes your whole heart? A surreal, intimate journey through isolation, lucid dreaming, and the strange, quiet miracle of finding someone within yourself.

Straykids new come back is coming up and their stylists crew has upgraded. Each member basically has their own whole team of stylists. But Seungmins team seems to be a little toxic. They were fine at first, but as time goes on they say worse and worse things making him feel insecure. His relationship with the members falter as he gets more and more distant. What will he do when his makeup artist takes it a step too far?