Layers Stories

Our Protagonist Pradeep's life takes a huge turn when he finds out that the dreams are coming true. Enjoy reading this heart gripping SciFi story and then try to have a sound sleep. REMEMBER..!......NEVER DREAM BIG

Take a walk into Laverna's world, and watch from her eyes, as she learns all about growing up and being human, look into her psyche, and her deep imagination and the magic that is soon to come. My first book YAYYY (Pls leave your thoughts suggestions and so on in the comments :) (its also a wip) Painting credits: Décor de jardin pour une féerie painting by Jean-Louis Chéret.

RiceBunni24 wants more Jeamus fics? I'll give her a Jeamus fic.

I started remembering and documenting my dreams in January so I'm going to publish them and add on overtime. Hopefully they can also be used to inspire ideas for other people to continue and/or remix the story. Please credit me and send me your version if you were inspired by my dreams and used them as a base! They are pretty weird so bare with me please💀 Everyone in my dreams will remain unknown since I have obviously changed their names. Enjoy❤️

They weren't raised - they survived. In homes where "I love you" came wrapped in violence, silence, and broken promises, two girls learned early: Love could destroy you faster than hate ever could. They didn't meet by fate. They met through scars-hidden deep beneath perfect smiles. One bled her truth onto paper, in poems no one ever really read. The other built walls higher than anyone could climb, wearing ambition like armor. A single poem - raw, brutal, and painfully human - tore open the silence between them. Two fractured souls recognized the wreckage inside each other. Together, they made a vow: No one would break them again. But survival wasn't enough. Betrayals came. Promises shattered. Justice failed them - again and again. So they became what the world fears: By day: an elegant professor and a razor-sharp lawyer, celebrated yet untouchable. By night: architects of an underground empire, rewriting the rules of a world that once caged them. They are not heroes. They are not healed. And they are not sorry. Some scars don't fade - they sharpen. Some storms don't pass - they evolve. This is not a love story. This is not a redemption arc. This is rage reborn as survival. Pain reforged into power. Sisterhood carved from fire and blood. If you've ever hidden a scream behind a smile... If you've ever vowed you'd never be broken again- This story is yours.

Different Video games theory! Horror games mostly.

A poem for those who take the time to truly understand and appreciate someone, layer by layer, page by page. A reminder that every person holds stories worth reading deeply.

Row bridge is consist of neutrons. If you are good person and that is why you have many protons you shall go to heaven there is not metal. there is very nice. But you are bad person and you have many electrons you shall go to hell. If you shall go to hell's first second and third layers there is also not metal and you shall give your electrons to fire ( hell's fire have many protons) and shall go to heaven. but 4-5-6-7 th layers are metal and metal give you many negative energy (electrons). This upgraded punish people. but if God wants he shall send material that it is not metal and it shall rescue you from hell. When you burn, your electrons lose its fluence. In hell you also have body. But this body create then and this is neutral. In afterlife your treth is bigger than a mountain. This mirror show word very bigger. This is the baddest punish. You can learn more from internet how is hell and heaven. love also for afterlife.

Twisted by shards of glass within ones self and can't get it out through any logical means. Its like the perfect idea, but its what's not accepted. I guess depression really does enjoy toying with the mind. Follow through with the boy's mindset as he writes down his thoughts on what and where his world is diving in to.

me as a cook

A collection of my poems- they won't be particularly flowery or wise, but I hope you'll enjoy them anyway.

We all have deeper darker selves within. Certain people may get different versions of you and others may never really get to see you. You may never show anyone who you are when you lookin the mirror.

This was originally going to be a part of Kams book of ideas but I just had too many for this This story will be all events that are interesting happening in each layer and some layers will have multiple parts Also not all will follow y/n and it will be stated before if it's someone else's perspective