Latenight Histoires

She thought she was just a side character in someone else's love story - until he showed up with a playbook of his own. Ava, the quick-witted co-captain of UCLA's cheer squad, has always been the girl behind the scenes - supporting her best friend's fairytale romance with the star quarterback. But when a practice match turns into a weekend trip full of unexpected moments, Ava finds herself thrown into a whole new game... especially when she crosses paths with Jace Walker, the quiet, brooding football player who seems more interested in books than fans. What starts as a mission to help their best friends get together becomes something neither of them planned - or knew how to handle. Intercepted Hearts is a slow-burn college romance full of banter, team drama, late-night texts, and the surprising ways love sneaks in when you're busy helping everyone else.

Ryder and Katie Jackson were once Adventure Bay's golden couple - the fearless rescuer and the girl who kept every heart (and paw) stitched together. Now, years later, they're learning that love doesn't stop being a rescue mission once the sirens fade. Between running the Lookout and raising two kids - Jacie, a stubborn, big-hearted girl who's basically Ryder in pink sneakers, and Ryker, the quiet dreamer with Katie's soft smile and gentle courage - life in the Jackson house is anything but calm. But when family secrets, growing pains, and new challenges test their bond, the Jacksons realize that saving the day doesn't always mean running into danger... sometimes it means showing up for each other. Told through diary entries, late-night confessions, and the unforgettable chaos of family life, The Jackson Family Diaries is a heartwarming and emotional journey about love, legacy, and what it really means to be a hero - even when no one's watching.

I like to write poems as well and sometimes songs too. Sometimes just my feelings (gibberish). ❤✌🏻

Four surgical interns. One nurse who's seen it all. And a hospital that doesn't forgive mistakes. Phoebe Rhodes didn't match into her dream residency, but she refuses to let Texas Plains Medical Center see her flinch. Between impossible surgeries, brutal attendings, and colleagues who are competitive enough to start wars over suture technique, Phoebe quickly learns that medicine isn't glamorous . It's exhausting, messy, and occasionally humiliating. But somewhere between caffeine overdoses, midnight traumas, and secret naps in on-call rooms, a team begins to form. And in a place where lives hang in the balance, Phoebe discovers something she didn't expect to find: Not just a career. A family. "You think you're so much better than me, Rhodes." "I don't think it, I know it. And it's Dr. Rhodes to you, dipshit."

ᴏʀᴀɴɢᴇꜱ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴀ ᴡᴀʏ ᴏꜰ ᴄʜᴀɴɢɪɴɢ ᴘᴇᴏᴘʟᴇ. ʙᴀᴋᴜɢᴏ ᴋᴀᴛꜱᴜᴋɪ ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ᴘʟᴀɴɴᴇᴅ ᴏɴ ꜱᴛᴀʏɪɴɢ. ʜᴇ ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ᴘʟᴀɴꜱ ᴏɴ ᴀɴʏᴛʜɪɴɢ. ᴄᴏʟʟᴇɢᴇ ɴɪɢʜᴛꜱ, ᴄɪɢᴀʀᴇᴛᴛᴇ ꜱᴍᴏᴋᴇ, ᴅʀᴜᴍʙᴇᴀᴛꜱ ᴛʜʀᴏᴜɢʜ ᴛʜɪɴ ᴡᴀʟʟꜱ... ᴀɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜ, ᴄᴀᴜɢʜᴛ ꜱᴏᴍᴇᴡʜᴇʀᴇ ɪɴ ʙᴇᴛᴡᴇᴇɴ. ꜱʟᴏᴡ ʙᴜʀɴ. ꜱᴇᴄᴏɴᴅ ᴘᴇʀꜱᴏɴ. cover art credit: original artist unknown. please message me if this is your work so i can add credit.

Bellatrix has always wondered: What is beyond Earth's Realm? She has always wondered about it. Sometimes, she finds her thinking about what could become of her if she does find something beyond humans, like Elfs, pixies, and witches. Like the ones her mother used to mention in the stories she used to tell her before bed. Bellatrix really needs to focus on more important things now, not her stuff going missing or that girl with white eyes, grey skin, and sour-green hair watching her or that new family on her street who have just moved in. She really needs to forget it all. Never mind, she listened to the green haired girl and now found herself in Asusnityousa, or 'Bloodthirst Falls' in English. Where the grass is dark purple, the sky is a musty yellow and burnt orange, the trees are grey with dark blood-red leaves, and where the berries taste like human flesh, and the fruits taste like a squishy eyeball. Guess Bellatrix has some things to chase up on here in Bloodthirst Falls, like using Cailipers to get around, Wetrea novyuties to control, Justiyls okilste ryuhl to use, and much more. What is that Green haired girl want with Bellatrix anyway? Who is Bailey Jenner? Why is everything so... weird in Bloodthirst Falls? Is Bellatrix the first human here in Bloodthirst Falls, or is there many like her, who have just forgotten where they have originally been from? ----- Characters; Bellatrix Astrid Ameriva Yeovil Bailey Jenner Yeomans Snamoey Anatomy/Ana Lolalove Callus Justye Aura Huystio And more! ----- Warning! This Wattpad Tale contains •Violence •Mental health •Gore •Blood •Gay •More Blood •More Gore ----- If you guys want to give me ideas for what could happen next, I could maybe add them in if they do fit the storyline. If not, I'm sorry, and maybe another one of your ideas will be added. I own everything, from the cover I made to the characters to the book name. I would love feedback from people as most of my books aren't doing as we

Some wounds can't be seen. Some hearts can't be fixed. Can love save what's left ? Y/n x Heeseung Ranks: #1 evan #1 hiddenaffection #1 latenight #1 protectivepartner #3 idolau Started: 21 Dec 2025 Ended:

- I would love to spend a date with you - Where Miyeon a music producer, meets an unknown girl which she finds pretty and out of curiosity starts discovering more of her life, whilst the other girl only wants to learn how to drive a car. One girl finds love and company, the other wants to find happiness and comfort.

Bea Aspen's uneventful and unexciting high school life gets turned upside down when she finally, after six years of trying, catches the attention of her stereotypically popular asshole of a crush. But as most stories go, what she got may not have been what she was expecting after all. And yet, the more she learns about Andy Mason, the more she learns about the people around her, about her small town, and even about her own family. And maybe, just maybe, in her seventh year of loving Andy, maybe she'll finally be able to learn things about herself she never knew were true. This is a coming-of-age story in which everyone isn't perfect, but maybe high school is just the perfect time to be flawed.

A collection of quotes, song lyrics and my own writing that are thoughts that fill my mind at the late hours of night.

Love was never supposed to disappear without a goodbye. Gabriel believed his world was complete - until the day the girl he loved vanished without a trace. No explanation. No farewell. Only questions that refused to fade. As days turn into silence and hope begins to ache, Gabriel is forced to confront a truth he never expected: sometimes love doesn't leave... it simply changes shape. She Is the Hope He Held Onto is an emotional journey of love, loss, and the quiet strength it takes to survive when the person who gave your life meaning is suddenly gone. A story about holding on when everything tells you to let go - because sometimes, hope has a heartbeat.

Ophelia and Zach have been inseparable since they were twelve-two halves of the same soul, so entwined that no one could tell where one ended and the other began. But love doesn't always save you. When Zach dies by water, Ophelia's grief becomes more than heartbreak-it fractures reality itself. Desperate to rewrite the past, she jumps from timeline to timeline, universe to universe, chasing the impossible: a version of him who survives. Every reality is different, but the ending is never what she hopes. Every choice, every change, leads her closer... and yet farther. How far would you go to save the person you love? And how much of yourself would you lose along the way?

When you're up at 3 am wondering why you can't cry, why you can't feel, or why you can't love anymore then you clicked on the right book. It might not be as breathtaking or popular but it's real and pure feelings that come from the heart and from the experience that I had to go through. So please enjoy, like, comment, and share,<3

welcome to the collection of thoughts that swam around my head. that was, until i put pen to paper.

Amara Bennett learned early that being seen and being chosen are not the same thing. From elementary school playgrounds to college lecture halls, she has existed in the margins. the almost friend, the almost love, the almost enough. She built herself from books, lyrics, and imagination because real people rarely stayed. Then one night, after a familiar kind of humiliation cuts deeper than she expects, she walks away. Elias Mercer doesn't flirt. He doesn't perform. He doesn't chase. He observes. He listens. He builds his life on discipline, not chaos and his rules are simple: Say what you mean. Protect what chooses you. Heal what hurts. Amara doesn't trust quiet devotion. She's spent her life bracing for abandonment, mistaking adrenaline for intimacy, mistaking crumbs for affection. Now she has to decide: Is love supposed to feel overwhelming... Or just unfamiliar?

A journey that brings her closer to the light. The past that will make her stronger in the present and future . Is this it? or is there going to be another downfall in her life making her feel like it is hopeless for her to find happiness and strength that can carry her forward or does she need to lean on someone's shoulder for help?

Basically this is poetry type writing that I think when it's late. This happens a lot.

#YUMA and #HARUA check 'introduction' for story details!!

I wrote all of these.

Welcome to the Depths Within Her Mind! This book is a poignant and inspirational memoir that sheds light on my inner child's feelings, and struggles that I've endured. I have graciously shared my past struggles and journey of personal growth, offering hope and understanding to all who read it. From overcoming adversity to discovering inner strength, this book offers a deeply introspective and uplifting experience. Join me as I courageously guide you through the depths of my mind, and discover your own potential along the way. Also I am new to publishing poetry, so please do share your feedback & kindness with me :). Insta- @spiritualmamiitink Twitter- @child_dimple