Memorylane Stories

Zara's world is turned upside down when she discovers the man she married is a master of manipulation. Heartbroken, Zara is unexpectedly reunited with Ahmad, her senior who made her school days a living hell. But the Ahmad she meets now is different from the boy she hated. His piercing gaze, chiseled features, and rogue masculine aura leave her breathless. Every encounter with him sets her heart racing, and she finds herself drawn to him like a magnet. But there's a catch - he's sworn off relationships, and his walls are higher than she anticipated. Can Zara break down his defenses and capture his heart, or will their love remain forever out of reach? ......the one who hurts you can also be the one who heals you.

My story "The New Candy-Eye Diva" will be about a new diva coming onto the main RAW roster, Anabel Lynne Nixon, who did meet the requirements of the McMahon's' and she indeed becomes the new candy eye of the RAW women division. She attracts most of the male division with her young age, looks, and brain smarts. Quickly as unexpected, she makes a couple of friends and enemies. What will happen to Anabel once she has her scripted storyline with someone she likes and another scripted storyline with someone she doesn't like? Will she be a face forever or adapt to becoming a heel? Whose heart will she fall for? Stay tuned to find out because trust me, you don't wanna miss it! Please note that if I find you taking or copying my story material in any of my stories, I'm blocking and reporting you! Copyright @mixedchingykateyes95 © 2018 All Copy Rights Reserved

"I really miss, The old me, The old you, And the old us." - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - ~Theme Reminiscence of the old me, the old you and the old us. ~Description Breaking us into nostalgia, reminisces us how magical the world was then than it is now. Being written in a first person narrative, it compels us, the readers, to lament the 'Childish' and 'Ignorant' version of ourselves and also urges 'Time' to transfigure us back to what we were earlier. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Writing Technique ~ Rhyming Pattern The second and fourth verse rhyme with each other in the first, second and third stanza. While in the fourth stanza, the second and third verse rhyme with each other. ~ Rhetorical Devices • Adynaton • Anaphora • Imagery - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - °Cover designed by me! °No part of this publication may be reproduced in any form or by any electronic or mechanical means, including information storage and retrieval systems, without written permission from the author, except in the case of a reviewer, who may quote brief passages embodied in critical articles or in a review. For any exemptions or business enquiries, drop your mail at: sarnam.hari@gmail.com

*New chapters every Friday and Saturday* Some people find love in a lifetime. Others, in a moment. When Riya, a young woman burdened by loss, returns to the home she once fled, she isn't looking for miracles - just peace. With only a few months left, she wants to relive the quiet corners of her childhood and make sense of the silence that's followed her for years. But fate has a different plan. A forgotten locker. A letter that was never meant for her. A connection she never expected. As days pass and words are exchanged, Riya begins to discover that even in life's final pages, stories can still surprise you - with love, with hope, and with heartbreak. A hauntingly beautiful tale of timing, choices, and quiet miracles - this is a love letter to those we meet too late and the moments that still find their way to us.

a collection of poems about all the difficulties and lovely little things that come with loving someone. a mix of poems from my own seven day prompt challenge along with other people's lists (including @celestialtruce's & @ascrittoran's on instagram).

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where I, Faith, the author of this story, take you down memory lane to present you a collection of oneshots featuring our angsty baby, Draco Malfoy.

In The Old Schoolhouse: How Time Flies, a writer's quiet visit to a forgotten one-room schoolhouse stirs powerful visions of the past. Through dusty relics, community records, and a chance encounter with a former student, he uncovers a tapestry of rural life, war, loss, resilience-and the enduring legacy of teachers. A story of memory, connection, and the seeds of knowledge we continue to plant.

Rack your brains with some quirky flash fictions..

Rose's POV It's been 5 years since I last seen my family and friends . I still remember the day I was taken by a guy in a black mask and taken to this house with others in the van with me It's been 5 years since that day And now I have finally escaped would they still want me ? Would they be glad to see? Are they still searching for me? Will my friends still want to be my friend? All these questions are going though my mind .

Hey guys! So, I usually write actual books, but I'm going to make memoir book. My friends already know this, but if you're someone who just happens to see my book, here's why I'm writing. I'm in my last year of middle school, and I will most likely study my first year of high school here, then move out of the island I called home for 6 years (that's how long I've been lived where I am when I started this book). So, like the sappy person I am, I have decided to put some of my most prized memories into this book. For me to always remember my friends that I have loved and cherished for so long. P.S These events are not in chronological order of when they happened. If I remember something, I'll just write it down. And most of these will be from 8th grade, since I have a hard time remembering things from the past. Hope you enjoy my memory lane! Love to All, and Peace Out! ;3

So I wanted to make this book because...well why the hell not lol. This book is in honor of people who were born in the 90s (I'll include early 2000's as well)

Meher has always felt ordinary-just another daughter in a noisy middle-class household, wrapped in chaos, chai, and sibling squabbles. Until one evening, in black silk and golden heels, she locks eyes with a stranger at a wedding... and her world tilts. The woman is radiant. Warm. Familiar in a way Meher can't explain. She brushes it off-until fate strikes again. A second wedding. A second encounter. And this time, the woman isn't just smiling-she's shaking. Unbeknownst to Meher, the truth has waited in silence for eighteen years. Her real mother, once lost in a coma, is awake. Her father, presumed absent, never stopped loving her. And the life she thought was hers... may have been borrowed from heartbreak. Told through journals, unsent letters, faded lullabies and unraveling secrets, Eighteen Years of Unsaid is a story of forgotten names, remembered love, and the long, fragile journey back to truth.

due to wierd circumstances the ada are fired to watch dazais memories and life

For my live & memories

This is Memory Lane, but better and well written. (We'll look back at this 2 years later and say that it's trash, lol.) Memory Lane is basically a world of magical creatures who are descended from humans, seeing as humans don't exist. (Or do they?) Some of these characters have people living in their heads, and the people can take control and 'explore the earth' as they like to call it. Slight blood and gore from werewolf fights. Changes: - Better Writing - Only 2 POV's - All the characters are introduced at the beginning. - ETC.