Littlething Stories

What if love wasn't a battlefield... but a beautiful mess? She moved to London to chase her dreams - and accidentally ran into a boy who felt like home. They're still figuring it out: The late-night chai dates. The cozy bookstore mornings. The fights that never go to bed angry. The love that never had to scream to be felt. It's not about grand betrayals or dangerous pasts. It's about choosing each other - every single day. ⸻ This isn't your typical Wattpad love story. No mafia dons. No cold CEOs. No toxic drama. Just two people. In love. Learning. Failing. Growing. Loving. ⸻ Tropes • Slow burn but soft burn • Secret relationship done right • Found family & friends who are more dramatic than enemies • Protective boyfriend with a marshmallow core • Comfort, chaos • Happy ending guaranteed. (Because some stories deserve peace.) ⸻ It's a story about the kind of love that feels like a warm cup of chai. Not explosive - but comforting. Lasting. Real. If you've ever wanted to fall in love without the heartbreak - this is for you.

A bit of verses, a bit of ideas, a bit of everything...

Nostalgia is a sentimental longing for a period that one has experienced. On the other hand, anemoia is a feeling of nostalgia for a place you've never lived, in the times one was never alive. Ashtine, she finds herself trapped in multiple universes that make her experience anemoia.

A Borrower named Hero is out borrowing with his older sibling(s) and sees one of their human hosts watching an animated TV series about villains and heroes, people who stand for good and help make the world a better place. He is enthralled with the idea of living up to his name and begins a secret, vigilante lifestyle to make sure the humans "in his care" are safe. What happens when he is put to the test? Will his activities be explained away? Or will they get him caught?

Immerse yourself in the story of Sophie, a human girl, who has always lived with her tribe in the forest near the beach, until she wakes up in different but similar territory with out her tribe, there she meets Alan, a hybrid, that tells her that she is living a lie and he wants to show her the truth, the truth about that they live among giants, and that if she goes with him out there she will be free. Will be Alan able to convince Sophie of the freedom that he wants to show her? Or will be Sophie the one who makes him accept the reality of living as she has always lived? If you want to know more, read Wall Of Ignorance. A fantasy story with giants, hybrids and humans. 💕Thank you for reading💕

.°🍧! | 𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐋𝐄 𝐒𝐏𝐀𝐂𝐄 𝐉𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐍𝐀𝐋 ❞ ⌾๑ˊૢᵕˋૢ๑ ) IN WHICH I WRITE ABOUT THINGS REGARDING LITTLE SPACE & OTHER FUN THINGS !! ♡ᵎ 📋; INFO : ꧂ • this is all SFW. please dont add this to ur smut lists and stuff. •dont be afraid to leave comments or talk to me! i would love to make friends!

Just some day incidents that I sketch down at night.

Loneliness is a tragic and essential part of life that everyone on Earth has experienced at least at one point in their lives. Whether they want to admit to it or show it, they have. Harmony Hampton has never really talked about it to anyone. Not even to her best friend, Simon. She's had to keep it in for quite a while. Luckily, she's almost done with all that alarmingly petty high-school drama. Heading off to the uni, with Simon, she hopes to turn her back to all that nonsense. In the summer of her graduation, she lands herself in the spotlight British paps... Not that she necessarily enjoys it. Her lonely past gets shoved behind her, as a result, or so she hopes. That's one of the very few pros to the very many cons there is to being harassed by the merciless English press and paparazzi. The frankly rude and infamous British paps care more about who Harmony is with 24/7 than her own wants. Harmony's privacy is selfishly snatched away from her and she won't put up with it at all. Her crippling past shapes her present and future, because she found her voice in it. Her past will, however, come back again and again. It's just as stubborn as Harmony is. Harmony is almost as typical as teenager gets, with raging obsessions over hugely popular boy-bands such as One Direction and her own dance career. She also has her not-so-typical side, her passion for super-geeky shows like Doctor Who and Merlin. Never mind her appearance. Her profile oozes normality, yet a special someone senses more to her...

Somehow the two boys always find ways to each other, everything they do, everything they think about always comes back to the two of them. As if they are tied together by a string. More like a chain to be frank. Yet they don't mind. Andrew and Dalton start to get to know each other, and without any notice, fall in love. "Like a dream and flowers, and a late night talk with the stars when you're gone." "I love everything about you, every single thing you call an insecurity, every single thing you talk about. I love everything about you." -D "Somehow I still wonder if I ever got the chance to marry you, would I? But it brings me back to the start, of course I would." -A ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Credits for the art to: @copykitten_ on Twitter Go send them love ^^^^ THIS STORY CONTAINS MATURE LANGUAGE LGBTQ STORY boyxboy Enjoy!

The year is 2014. There's a new girl power band that auditions for the X Factor and wants a shot for their future. When they enter the music world a success, Simon cooks up a scheme to put together two singing groups of five, hoping that they will be able to change each others messed up lives. Will it be another match made in heaven or will it all fall apart because of the little things? This is a story of humor, depression and love. I hope you guys like it. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED UNTIL FURTHER NOTICE!!! I don't own the boys...so...yeah. That's the only part of this story as of now that does not belong to myself and I'd very much like to keep it that way. Please be aware that this story is FICTION and I am not a hater of any of the boys' current girlfriends. I don't want material in this book to be used against me later on and I'm also not a huge fan of author's notes. Take this as an almighty author's note: VOTE! COMMENT! FAN ME, I HAVE NO FRIENDS! SEND ME A MESSAGE! ENJOY THIS! Oh, and I also have a finicky schedule because of school...yeah I'm a juggler/struggler so if I don't update for a while; this is my apology ahead of time. All of the people in this story are real. Most of their names are their own, so please no bashing because they are checking up on my progress and I want to look good. Shushhh...don't tell anybody. THIS STORY WAS ONCE CALLED LITTLE THINGS BUT I CHANGED IT TO DEMONIC DIRECTIONS BECAUSE IT FIT BETTER (thank you for pointing that out @cocofitz; I FINALLY came around, lol) HAVE FUN AND KEEP ON SHINING!!! MURRRRRRRP!

Siya si Xylus Keliuh Alvindiano. he's not the type of man that everyone loves him because everyone is scared of him. . . Dangerous, Manipulative, Obsessed, aggressive, and possessive over a woman who lives in a fantasy life. when he came to her life. . . Wala ni Isang lumalapit sa babae dahil natatakot sa lalaking kayang pumatay ng kahit na sino kapag may humaharang sa babaeng gustuhin sya. Hindi alam nang babae kung bakit obsessed na obsessed ito sa kanya, takot na takot din sya sa lalaki pero sya lang pala ang makakapag pakalma sa lalaki, magpapaiyak sa lalaki, at makakapag pabago sa lalaki. Anastasia Lorraine Reannity. The Bed of Thorns and Rings of Xylus Keliuh Alvindiano. © All rights reserved AIRVERIELY

It is the most important day of my life... Finally my dream is coming true with tears in my eyes... Where i'll be starting my new journey with no stories in my life... It's like listening to my favorite song without any music... Life has been fair and foul for everyone but i think i've became the biggest victim of it!!!

A collection of daily thoughts and feelings inserted in the elegance of poetry

An imagine of our favorite blond Irish, Niall Horan. All of it is my idea, the pictures are not mine though. Hope you enjoy it

I never pictured I was emotional. That wasn't until I found myself thinking things maybe I shouldn't. Or maybe I should be grateful I'm thinking. I guess we all have an emotional side, even if we never show it. Some maybe don't even feel it. Part of me wonders if we choose not to feel or if we just feel. Even if you hide your emotions you still feel them. Even if you bury your emotions you still will feel them even if not away. I'm starting to think I'm emotional, is a book of poetry, quotes, entries, and feelings. Every word filled with emotion I never knew I had. Never less put in a book.

I meant to write this the day I joined the community (March 24, 2021) but here's my own LS text parts

Occasionally eccentric. Slightly precocious. And don't forget, extremely enigmatic! That's me. :D And there's so much more. A whole world more! I'm trying to discover it . . . who isn't? This is my world. What's yours?

Stories and Poems straight from the heart

moments in life that makes me happy,loved,or exited