Lilacs Stories

It will touch topics of anxiety, overthinking, trauma, hope, suicidal ideation and death. Authors note: don't read if any of those topics may affect you mentally. Some p...

A piece of sorrow.

Human nature is all about trying to fit into the normality of society despite its own simplicity and complications First place winner in THE SINNE AWARDS

a collection of short stories inspired by the 1975 and their music.

leylaklar minecraft oynuyor ama bölümler asla kapaktaki kyojun kadar güzel olamıyor.

xa cách - Xuân Diệu | closer, please! - English interpretation by SawC | (Q) how is my interpretation different from the original? (A) homosexuality & some feminine twea...

"What ever happened to the lilacs?" is a collection of poems of which I wrote for someone who broke my heart twice. I've had these poems in my drafts for a whi...

🌼🌸🏳️‍⚧️The Lilacs aren't as vibrant and radiant as they were when he was young, he liked to think they only bloomed when he was in love. The Lilacs bloomed early, rig...

A woman relives the stories of her youth through letters to her former lover.

A florist meets a man who just wants flowers.

A spring-themed oneshot where two best friends finally confess the longing feelings they have for each other.

Asahi X reader Asahi is 22, and owns a flower shop. Y/n owns a small cafe across the street. They meet and become friends since she daily needs flowers for the tables...

Lilacs have been a favourite of many like me... This is one story of the many that dictates to us the origin of the lilacs!!!❤️

The story of two teenagers that get their first taste of love. The teenage love, the type that traces every part of your skin. The kind of love that tastes like lemon co...

Beauty of nature has always fascinated me more than anything. I scribbled some of my thoughts as poetry . ( P.S. - poems are written in free verse)

Running through fields filled with lilacs,her pale feet blended with the flowers lavender color her white nightgown flowing into the night her laugh echoing through the...

I wrote this poem a month or so ago when I was really missing my Mom, who passed away over the summer. It really helped me and I want share it so others who have gone th...

Everything can be there one day... but, gone the next.. All is beautiful now...but, I can feel the cold coming... Don't you feel it too...? It's coming.... To steal away...