Marigolds Stories

A poem for my mother, because i picked her a bouquet today...

This story is about Peter pevensie in the second movie (Marigold Evans met the pevensie in the first movie/Book but ended up hating peter after leaving Narnia the first...

What if amusement parks weren't just a place filled with fun and games but instead can transport you through time? Corinne is a 17 year old who is very smart and can usu...

And like a petal that has fallen from a dying flower, I fell for you knowing it'd never work out anyways. After losing a loved one, Taehyung moves to the urban side of t...

Five friends break into telling stories, waiting for the last bus under the clock tower, as they have nowhere to go and nothing to do on a rainy October evening. KC reve...

"How are you feeling today, Ferndusk?" Honeyshine immediately started up a conversation as he pushed on her shoulders, belly and hips. He was checking for abno...

Cayden a Senior who is trying to just finish high school. Been already accepted to great universities and now being able to pursue the subject he enjoys the most. Everyt...

The word yes can do so much harm. Marina Rodriguez has been flirting with Finn Wehlo one of the coolest and cutest boys in the school for about 6 months admiring the edg...

A short story where the living and the dead co-exist for one day.

When you are given a marigold does it mean they want you dead or do they love you? a book of horror oneshots may be short at first and slow upload but is worth the wait ...

Hi! This is the first story I've written, and I decided to base it on a short story my class recently read called "Marigolds." The author, Eugenia Collier, wro...

I kind of use Wattpad as a backup sometimes, so this is the stuff I just kind of start but don't finish but want to save just in case. There's also going to be just rand...

Bristle Cobalt is really captivated by the colour orange; it's her favourite colour. Now she wants to make an artwork where orange is the central theme. The rest of her...

It’s cold out tonight. I am usually asleep at this time. Dusk is just starting to fade away. I’m tired but I can’t sleep. My brain is overwhelmed with thought. I’ve been...

Respiraba nada más porque no tenía que hacer ningún esfuerzo para que el aire entrara por mis fosas nasales

Heart racing faster than their legs can carry them, Jamesia Americana and her mother, Iris, find themselves plowing through snow in an effort to save their sister and da...

I believe that when you put a description on a book it's simply for the aesthetic. Descriptions are for lazy people. When you go to a bookstore, it's very nice to dip in...