Latenights Stories

A drunken mistake both of them could've repair... if only they hadn't repeated it. Two rival politicians. Two opposite parties. Two people who were only supposed to argue across parliament halls. One drunken night changed everything. What started as a secret mistake slowly turned into late-night drives, hidden meetings, stolen moments, and a "no strings attached" arrangement they swore meant nothing. He said there were no feelings. She said same. Until distance started hurting. Jealousy started speaking. And denial stopped working. Because in politics, crossing party lines is dangerous. Crossing heart lines? Even worse.

To Stella, escape is a worn notebook and three pages of an unfinished story. To Ethan, escape is a basketball court and keeping his guard up. Between juggling high school, four chaotic siblings, and her job at Bro Crispy's Sammiches, Stella Sanchez doesn't have time for distractions--especially not the quiet varsity basketball player who just got hired. Ethan Thompson is used to being a guest in someone else's house and an outsider in someone else's town. He stays locked in, focused on the game and surviving his senior year. But after a late-night shift turns into a 24-hour diner run, their quiet walls begin to crack. In the stillness of midnight, they find the one thing neither expected: someone who finally sees them.

some things hurt less with time. some things just become easier to carry. these are the things i wrote down along the way.

She didn't mean to fall for her boss. He never planned to let her get that close. When Special Agent Savannah Hayes transfers to NCIS Washington, she expects cold cases, long hours, and a team that doesn't trust her yet. What she doesn't expect is Leroy Jethro Gibbs - steady, guarded, and impossible to read. Between late nights, dangerous cases, and quiet moments in a basement workshop, something begins to shift. Not fast. Not easily. But undeniably. Because in their world, hesitation is safer. Distance is smarter. And almost is easier. But almost doesn't last forever.

A collection of poems I've written dating from now to when I was in high school.

some poems I wrote while doing the best thing a human can do : feel. they are in french and English , if you find some of them relateble know your not alone and life is way more than the obstacle our minds face.

Time stole the edges of the memory. The faces blurred. The moments faded. A journal about people who leave fingerprints on our souls long after they're gone.

Jasmine a.k.a. Jass is a Philly native whose childhood was far from a childhood. Mother Kesha aka Keke was a weed smoking narcissist little sister Nia aka nee was the spitting image of her mother will the Sisters grow together or apart. Things may turn out differently. Will Keke and Nia continue on their toxic mother daughter relationship will Keke ever reveal to Jass a new found relationship or will it crash and burn will New neighbor Marcus be a Dream a Secret or a Nightmare where will life take these 4 people well we'll see in this crazy thrilling story Created By Tneshia Evans aka iWriteness.

When eighteen-year-old Teri meets twenty-three-year-old Shalom in London, all she wants is a hole to crawl into and hide. An embarrassing stain and an unforgettable smile are all she has to go on, but finding her savior after summer break feels impossibleㅡuntil social media steps in. Teri tracks Shalom down, only to learn he's a budding actor. She writes, he replies, and a flirtship sparks between the French-Kinoise and the English-Jamgirian. Three months later, their spark ignites into a second encounter. Just as Teri's saxophones start getting louder, Shalom gets the call that changes everything, launching him from an acting hopeful into global stardom. Years pass. Teri moves on, earning her degree and building a career as one of the industry's most popular movie podcasters, all while watching the boy from Peckham become an A-lister and one of the world's most sought-after bachelors. The big screen is now the only place Teri can see Shalom. At least, that's what she thinksㅡuntil life finds a crazy way to make their worlds collide onboard a long-haul flight.

Tw: (possible) heavy topics? I intend for others not to see what I wrote as something I wrote but what they get from it and how they Interpret each so called poem or story. Some are sad, others are more so stories.(Some may be upsetting so, please do not read if you think it may be upsetting in anyway.) Anyways, enjoy! If you have any questions about them or any comments feel free to message me privately. Im here if you need me! Also, Image used in the cover photo isn't mine, credit goes to SC ➰ on twitter Edit* all the works that are written here are my own unless specifically stated otherwise with the authors permission ofc.*

collection of modern poetry on popular themes: relationships, love, family, roles. Trying to heal one verse at a time.

He doesn't tell her who he is. She doesn't ask. It begins as a distraction. A few messages between strangers. Something to pass the time on the worst nights. She spends her days saving people. He spends his trying not to fall apart.

These chapters are just me trying to express my feelings, it's not perfect poetry but pure and written with heart. My first language is not english so there are a lot of mistakes but there are also typing mistakes. I don't even know if this counts to poetry but it's what helps me express my emotions. There are many chapters I don't even like and some of them don't make sense.

i hear screams in my head and they prompt me to hurt you.

Some stories begin with a hello. Theirs began across two terraces. Vrittika's life was ordinary-until a new family moved into the house opposite hers. Yuvaan was her new neighbour. Her best friend's elder brother. And someone she never expected to become a part of her everyday life. What started with stolen glances across two terraces slowly turned into nightly conversations at 11:00 PM, shared silences, endless laughter, and feelings neither of them were prepared for. But love isn't always easy... especially when life has its own plans. Sometimes, the shortest distance between two hearts is a terrace apart.

Neon signs, rain-slicked asphalt, and the warm, spiced aroma of a late-night coffee shop. Antoine and Marie are both running on fumes, fighting to meet expectations in a world that never slows down. He's a tired varsity athlete fighting to keep his GPA afloat; she's an ambitious senior keeping her family's dreams alive one barista shift at a time. They were only supposed to be two strangers exchanging coffee across a counter. Instead, a shared cup of spiced hot chocolate in a back booth kindles something gentle, electric, and entirely unexpected. A slow-burn YA romance about finding your refuge in the middle of the rush.

One missed train. Two hours to kill. A freezing bench, stale crackers and a guy named Leo who is just as stuck as I am. It was supposed to be a miserable night, but somehow I don't totally hate it. Very slow paced 😸

This collection of poetry digs deeper into exploring loss of friends, relationships, and depression while trying to heal and overcome all of it. . . A collection of poetry compiled of every thought that creeps in the night and more. . . I will ask for patience for completion of this book as it reflects experiences and moments in my own life. This is a part two to a collection of poetry published on amazon.

"𝑰'𝒍𝒍 𝒇𝒐𝒍𝒍𝒐𝒘 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒕𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒆𝒏𝒅 𝒎𝒚 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆" New chaps every few days!

Collection of random poems, thoughts and that shit, mostly random stuff I created at like 3am. Also, if you don't like it, don't read it. Otherwise, have fun <3