Latenightreads Stories

At a prestigious HBCU where reputation is everything, Imani Brooks has mastered the art of control. Beautiful, polished, and untouchable, she moves through campus like she owns it-protected by status, surrounded by loyalty, and never letting anything get close enough to matter. Until Amara Lewis. Quiet, observant, and soft in a way the campus doesn't reward, Amara keeps her world small-hidden inside the pages of her journal, where honesty feels safer than reality. But when a single moment turns into something neither of them can ignore, lines begin to blur. Late-night conversations turn into lingering touches. Lingering touches turn into something harder to deny. And just when it starts to feel real- It gets exposed. When pieces of Amara's private journal are leaked across campus, her feelings become public, her vulnerability becomes entertainment, and Imani is forced to choose between her image... and the girl she was never supposed to care about. Because some love stories stay soft. And some leave marks that never fade.

> I wasn't supposed to like him. He was rude. He wore glasses like he ruled the school. He wasn't even my type. But then came the hallway glances. The accidental smiles. And the girl I told everything to... ended up posting love quotes with him and she dated him. This isn't a love story. It's a diary - full of almosts, betrayals, and glow-ups.

y/n is a girl who is forced to move to Europe In her room is an old dusty library and not only is there a story behind the cover of the book but a person to.

writings on how you may be feeling or may have felt before.

This is some amazing literature right here folks, read it if you've got guts.

You're Tobio Kageyama's twin sister. One day you decide to be a little nosy into what your twin brother was doing during his school hours, as you didn't see him all too frequently. What on earth was taking up so much of his time? (This is based before Spring prelims!)

Disclaimer This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. The name "Chandler," while used for narrative purposes, is not intended to reference or depict any real individual bearing the same name. Judgment isn't always divine. Sometimes, it's personal. When Chandler-a self-proclaimed moral voice of the internet-lashes out with harsh opinions, hypocrisy, and veiled hatred, he never expects the shadows to take notice. But one night, as the clock strikes 3:33 a.m., his past words come back to haunt him-literally. Pulled into a twisted dimension by Phantom Requiem, a vengeful spectral entity who punishes the prideful and corrupt, Chandler is forced to confront every lie, every insult, and every sin he's cast on others. His PlayStation parties, online chats, and smug sermons become weapons against him in a psychological trial where his own ego is the executioner. As the lines between reality and punishment blur, the evildoer must decide: will he confess and find redemption, or continue down a path that leads straight to eternal silence? Mirror, mirror on the wall... who's the most broken of them all?

just let me take ur hand, and guide you into the world of my thoughts ;) - steph

As a child, we dream sweet wonderful things such as lollypops, our parents singing, And Even dancing animals! Then we have those dreams wed rather forget. The sad ones where our parents died, the ghosts are about to get us, We've been Forgotten, left behind, The Shadows Are Creeping In, Somethings In The Closet, We've been Forgotten. FORGOTTEN. Make it Stop. Make it stop. Make it Stop. Make it--- SHORT STORY COLLECTION of my own wacky, creepy ideas.

After a traumatic breakup, Cassidy moves into a new home. In an old wardrobe, he finds a mirror on which messages begin to appear from a brutally murdered girl who insists ghosts don't exist... ### Mirror, mirror on the wall, who's the murderer of you all? Cassidy is attempting to rebuild his life after a torturous breakup. He moves into a new house, where an old wardrobe hides a mirror, and a deadly secret. On that mirror, messages appear from a girl brutally murdered years before. A girl he used to have a crush on. A crime that remains unsolved. Can Cass stand back when the messages lead to the killer's true identity? No, and that might just be the death of both him and the siblings desperate to help. "Just when I thought you couldn't get any better at writing, you proved that you're a master at this!!!" "Wow, that's crazy!" "Excellent as always." *Check out the MirrorMirror Spotify Playlist at: https://bit.ly/MirrorMSpotify* #1 in GhostStory #1 in Chiller #1 in LateNightReads **FREE with BONUS CONTENT!**

She was all softness in a world that only knew how to hurt her, carrying every blow silently, accepting every injustice that came her way. He was all fire-ruthless, unyielding, a force that bent the world around him to his will. When fate crossed their paths, two opposite souls collided. Her fragility met his coldness; her silence met his dominance. Yet beneath the walls of steel and sorrow, something unspoken sparked-a connection too fragile to confess, yet impossible to ignore. In a world of promises, secrets, and forbidden feelings, could her gentle heart survive his storm, and could his ruthless heart learn to care? And when hearts weren't meant to meet, theirs might just break all the rules.

Alice travels from her hometown to deadlyland. How will she get out? How will she survive?

and as what she had expected, her ocean is filled with waves. -A collection of poetry.

spilled feelings for too much at once can only lead to an overflow spillages are to be wiped up as they are useless a nuisance an imperfection but please don't mind me as i overspill my feelings with you

If it feels like pulling teeth, yoy are doing it wrong.

This is mainly me getting back active. After being isolated away from my account since I got my belongings taken. Alone in Society, is how I felt for the past month and it felt like the perfect collection to drop this month. Since I have been battling a lot of criticism for my body, health, etc. and I am only 14 so bare with me if the grammar is off. It's been harder for me to think straight and be genuine since I started freshman year in highschool, so i haven't been as consistent. But each comment, vote, and view allows me to feel needed like someone out there wants to hear my voice. Alone in Society is about my life, and how I feel. From all the slurs people say to me to the constant nagging of people being controlling of how I see the things I like and love. It's about statements of how JTUSL could've been my last resort. But finding that self love is harder to understand and this month I tried to figure out why.

yoonmin? literature? idek,,, just read it I guess

A short story of "what ifs" "could've beens" and "would've beens". Please don't mind a frustrated writer when she's writing from the heart.

The emotional rollercoaster we all go through when reading a book. The emotions we wanted to but can't describe. The pain we all feel when our favorite character dies or when our favorite series ends. This is a glimpse into the mind of those particular Reader who loves fiercely, feels deeply and breaks easily- by the hands of fictional characters.

Stories of everyday things, that my mind over thinks.....