Jaded Stories

The Professor says Aria fell through a crack in space and time. Aria will have to take his word for it, because she doesn't remember much. But she does remember that where she's from, Pokémon don't exist, and they don't make men like Adaman. She also remembers the music. A journey through Pokémon Arceus Legends, where the sarcastic, jaded, and somewhat amnesiatic OC is not motivated at all to be a hero and just wants to be left alone in a corner to play her music.

Basically, Jinhwan's a person who cares too much about his friends and gets driven crazy all the time about how two of them find it so difficult to profess their undying love. But Junhoe and Jiwon would always be bad at emotions, and it would be no surprise to Jinhwan if it took a good few years for them to properly confess. Which is exactly what happened. Jinhwan really didn't know how he hadn't given up on them yet.

Let's get one thing straight. I'm not the bad guy here, but I'm not your Prince Charming. I'm not your hero. Which is all good, unless... you know what... I might be your Prince after all.

'𝓒𝓸𝓶𝓶𝓪𝓷𝓭𝓮𝓻.' 𝓘 𝓰𝓲𝓿𝓮 𝓱𝓲𝓶 𝓪 𝓵𝓸𝓸𝓴. '𝓓𝓪𝓻𝓵𝓲𝓷𝓰.' 𝓗𝓮 𝓻𝓮𝓽𝓾𝓻𝓷𝓼 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓯𝓪𝓿𝓸𝓻. ★·.·'¯'·.·★ ... ★·.·'¯'·.·★★·.·'¯'·.·★ ... ★·.·'¯'·.·★★·.·'¯'·.·★ ... ★·.·'¯'·.·★ The general was a man bearing a merciless heart. A truly sad thing to see, at his age of twenty three. His heart was not returning to it's original state. This could not be changed. His only boss was the king, and his father. One of which dead, and the other quite close to this fate. They would all know him by General Brock Cortes. When citizens of the kingdom would say his name, everyone would remember the man who's spirit was dulled in the war, leaving this general jaded and unforgiving. He had seen too much bloodshed, too much gore to be bothered by the niceties of life. He had forgotten what his heart was capable of. Love. In the great forests of the Northern Kingdom Of Nymphs, there is a nymph guarding a sector along the edge of the forest, by the sea. She was devoted to her land, a small portion as it was, and spent all of her efforts in giving back to the earth that had raised her. They would know her by the name Gallaleigha. Not many knew of her, as she was emotionally bound to the outskirts of her territory. And this way, she had lost her sense of humanity. She had become so loyal and dedicated to her role as peacekeeper in this greenery that she had forgotten what it was like to be around other beings. She had forgotten the very same thing the general had; love. And so, you may wonder, how can two reignite something in each other that neither remember they had? No matter how hard us realists try, some things are inexplicable, and this love story is. Most love stories are anyways. ↫↫↫ Book one of the Four Courts series ↬↬↬

'It's easy to say but harder to let go....' ~~~ All rights reserved. ©2017

Krystal Rose has lost her memory and finds herself kidnapped in a strange home. After an epic escape, she is rescued by her ex-girlfriend Ravyn and finds herself on a path of rediscovery. With the threat of Akuma attacks and no sight of a Bruja powerful enough to help Krystal, Will Krystal regain her memory in time to fight off the Akuma? Or will she never discover the truth of her existence?

All of me loves all of you. Love your curves and all your edges; all your perfect imperfections. Give your all to me. I'll give my all to you Peep in to know more

i left you, you left me, i guess some things aren't meant to be

This is about a pregnancy that doesn't go as planed, but it will eventually be going as planned Will the family life be as they expected? KEEP IN MIND: I'm not a doctor This is the one shot I wrote, but it'll be way too long, so I turned it into a mini book

Ana has gone through several relationships and accepted that she'll forever be single. One night, she's just doing her usual thing in an online forum when she meets, Paul. Paul, a few years older than Ana, is single and has resigned to the fact that he'd be a bachelor.

These are the poems about life. The good times, hard time, and all the in between. Most of these poems come from personal experiences, some come from things I have seen from other people. This is life and sometimes... it sucks.

jad•ed jāded/ //adjective "a state of being worn out or dulled by overexposure or excess. It signifies a loss of enthusiasm, freshness, or appreciation for something that once sparked interest or excitement. Typically an end result of repetitive negative experiences, disappintment, and unfulfillment."

Living with a demon is harder than it seems. Luckily for you, you have me to give the quick run down. If you find yourself possessed, welcome to your life being over. Every case is different, some demons torture you from the inside, others make you do horrific things, but overall most of those possessed lose their minds. Usually chains are enough to keep you from hurting anyone and always have something around to knock you out in case you start to lose it. Also, watch out for the digs. They put your body in the ground, and send the rest to hell. But not many people get possessed so don't stress too much. You'll probably be able to go about life worrying about work and utility bills like everyone else. So relax! I promise that I don't possess.

A short one shot, based on one word. Jaded. Im afraid, thats all i can tell you, for you, truly, have to find it out for yourself. Will You Become Jaded?

and then we fell. they fell. he fell. she fell. i fell. the story you are about to be told is two different people who share the same body.

This is for every girl who wished that they had the courage to have stood up with what they felt; to have fought a good fight for someone they believed in and not be easily disdained with few indiscretion. Because we all know that when we choose regret as our own shadow, we may never yearn to move forward. Sadly, this was something that Lucy Aire learned the bitter way. She pushed away the person she cared the most and ended up losing him. Years have passed and yet she still hasn't move on. Then one night she dream about him; and she woke up certain of one thing. It was time for her to proclaim to him everything that once had bothered her. Would it do her good? Or would it just make things worse?