Mesmerized Stories

The 20 original contestants from the first season of BFDI work for Spiralstar Entertainment, a children's TV program that has dark secrets. Pencil really hates being there, but cant leave. The company won't let her quit. Slowly, each of contestant starts acting... off. Forced smiles, unusually acting fine, they act... too happy. Too happy to notice the chaos. Pencil must snap them out of the trance, try to escape, or find out who's running this company and end it. this is inspired by the song Mesmerizer by 32ki

In which there are a lot of things going on - death, angels, enchantment, we have it all here in this original novel of mine. Okay, maybe it's a little bit based on this movie I once saw at random on TV, but it's still entirely my idea. I knew what to do with the movie other than straight up COPY it and change the names - I have different plot twists, different character roles, different situations than in that movie I was talking about! So please, please, PLEASE don't accuse me of stealing anything. Okay? It's not my fault that I chose a source to inspire me. And as always, cover artwork by the great @sallaria_ann.

An Intimate Confession of Loving Without Being Seen What if the person who saved your soul never even knew your name? In this unfiltered and heart-achingly beautiful memoir, a solitary voice speaks across cultures, countries, and silence - to the one who unknowingly ignited his soul. What begins as admiration for a stranger's voice slowly transforms into a life-altering devotion. But this is not a tale of obsession or delusion. It's a quiet, inward journey through longing, identity, and healing. Crafted with poetic clarity and brutal honesty, this book is a psychological and emotional map of loving someone from afar - someone who may never love you back, or even notice you at all. To the One Who Never Knew Me is not about fantasy. It's about what we become when love has no place to land - and how we rise from the ache with dignity, depth, and a renewed sense of self. For anyone who has ever loved in silence, and tried to find meaning inside the echo - this is for you.

A poem about music and love. Music is a curious thing. It can set you free and it can transfix you.

Meet Harrison, a lonely man who was deeply in love with the one woman who broke it off with him. Was he to blame? or was the guilt hers? Listen to his story and you decide who was the one in trouble and who was the one that was trouble.

Enjoy by Exploring it 🥰❤

a short story about my personal life

A very short poem that I wrote when I thought I was in love.

Pretty much what goes through my mind regarding love, sex and passion... in English, Portuguese or French or all of them combined.

"I think I might've inhaled you. I can feel you behind my eyes. " "You've gotten into my bloodstream. I can feel you flowing in me."

"People change,coz Nothing stays permanent in this world... except, Change" xxForeverBrunoMarsxx So hi fellow wattpaders!!!!Lol,thank you very much to those who will read my story!!!As in literally,haha,thank you. Im not good at writing but,I hope you'll like it =)))

On a beautiful summer evening, Savannah Hart is working in her mother antique store when an old lady drops a mesmerizing doll off at the store. The first thing Savannah notices are the dolls haunting eyes, which she can forget about. Sucking and drawing her in, Savannah must escape the captivationg eyes of the doll before it's too late. (Give it a chance, I'm bad at descriptions.) "The doll was mesmerizing. She had blonde banana curls that framed her face, with a button nose and rosy lips and cheeks. She had on a beautiful Victorian dress; robin’s egg blue and eggshell white, lacy and long, with a mandarin collar and a matching parasol clutched in her dainty little hand. White Mary Janes adorned her feet. The doll was quite magnificent. The most magnificent part of the doll was her eyes. I couldn’t be sure of their colour, because as I moved to different angles to admire her, her eyes transformed from a sea blue to violet. The eyes seemed to pierce into me to draw me in…

❝ I was mesmerized the way he looks at me in the eye. ❞ 〤┆ Lai Guanlin fanfiction

"I desire the things which will destroy me in the end." ~Sylvia Plath. The willow does not weep. She hangs, she sways, she hums along to earth's breaths... This book is a collection of heart wrenching short poetry that will connect with your soul. A collection of beautiful poetry which deals with the feeling of being in love and to be loved. A collection of beautiful poetry which overcomes heartbreak and betrayal. A journey that ensures that there is always a ray of hope even in the darkest days. A journey to find the the better half of the soul. A journey to celebrate love. So come along and celebrate love. Happy reading, Xoxo💕 ~Anne (April 2020)

It should be him to be Mesmerized by me not the other way around that I was the one who mesmerized by him. Hindi yata uso sa lalaking ito ang tinatawag nilang gayuma. Sa loob-loob ni Natasha. Pero dahil gustong gusto niya na mapa-ibig ang lalaki ay hindi niya ito tinantanan hanggang sa umabot na sa Punto ang maging secretary ni Britz Harrington. Ang lalaking, lihim na niyang iniibig.

"Well, let me tell you a story About a girl and a boy He fell in love with his best friend When she's around, he feels nothing but joy But she was already broken, and it made her blind But she could never believe that love would ever treat her right"

How could he? After all this time, Seymour has refused to continue feeding Kenny II in cuddles! Disgraceful, especially after everything he's done for Seymour. Yet, he looks at Kenny II like he's murdered someone! Which he most certainly hasn't. His meals are just a hot, warm serving of cuddles, snuggles and affection! And if Seymour won't feed him... Well... He'll get his food on his own. Now... it's snuggle time...

IN WHICH, sophie has to save keefe from a usurping legacy which will take over his life -- in more ways than one

poem written about a boy who the girl is obsessed with and has loved since she was four years old