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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!**

(New chapters daily if not daily it's always updated M-W-F 10am EST.) Hi reader. Before you dive into this story, I just want to give you a little context about what you're about to read. This is a fanfiction set in the world of Kpop Demon Hunters, but it takes place during the time when Celine was in the Sunlight Sisters (generation before Huntrix). Instead of focusing on battles or demons, this story explores a more personal side of Celine's life - the kind of story that never made it to the stage or the spotlight. At its core, this fanfic is about Celine's secret love for Ryu Mi-Yeong, who many of you ill know as Rumi's mother. It's a yuri (girl x girl) story that mixes themes of forbidden love, unspoken feelings, idol life struggles, and the bittersweet ahe of wanting someone you can't have. Expet a blend of emotion tension, backstage drama, tender moments, and moments that will make you want to kill me (the author). Also, this isn't meant to rewrite the canon lore but rather just to imagine and expand it on my own mind, imagining the hidden emotions and relationships that could have existed behind the scenes. I will try to make it as slow burn as possible, with a hint of hidden devotion, just know, this fanfic is for you reader. I hope you enjoy reading it as much as i enjoyed imagine it.

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.

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

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.

"Whispers in the Dark" is a collection of standalone horror stories where reality twists, and nothing is as safe as it seems. These are the moments you never speak of - The figure watching from the window when you think you're alone. The dream you both share but never remember the same way. The smile from across the street that's meant only for you. Each story peels back the thin layer between normal life and the unspeakable things hiding underneath - the ones waiting for night to fall, for everyone else to stop looking. Because sometimes, what you think is just in your head... is already inside your house. Read at night. If you dare. But don't look too long at the shadows. They might be looking back.

i want, whoever's reading this, to remember how strong you are.

POETRY

Melody: I know this is weird but please read until the end. Your number was given to me by someone and I thought it would be interesting of you could tell who I am by conversation only. If you would like, you can decide not to participate and I will delete your number from my phone. What do you say? I facepalmed as I reread this. What if he was weirded out by me? I peeked through my fingers when my phone buzzed and the screen lit up with his response. Bane: Let the game begin.

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

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?

I don't expect to get many reads

Late nights, empty streets, and one last bus home. Riya's life has been stuck in an endless loop of deadlines and exhaustion-until a quiet encounter with a stranger changes everything. A mysterious old man, a forgotten paper bag, and a note that makes her question the path she's been taking. Sometimes, the journey you're avoiding is the one waiting just for you

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

She's been broken more times than she can count. Life has taken from her, and men have never given back. Now, she's done. She's done with heartbreak, done with hiding, done with being anything less than herself. A small-town girl with a big heart, she's ready to reclaim her life-one gym session, one solo adventure, one moment of freedom at a time. But when she steps back into the dating world, she discovers it's not as simple as swiping right... or left. Sometimes, the thrill you're looking for isn't online-it's under the bright lights, dust, and danger of the rodeo. Warning: Expect sweat, sparks, passion, heartbreak, and a heroine learning to love herself before anyone else. © 2025 Regan Mattschoss. All rights reserved. This story is my original work and may not be copied, reproduced, or posted elsewhere. 💋 All characters and storylines are mine. Please don't steal my words... I worked too hard for these sparks! Let me know if you're a first time reader. I would love to hear your thoughts!

A simple love story takes a complicated turn when Amelia finds herself entwined in two fates. The question is, who will she pick?

> 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.