Message Stories

Dr. Marc Joshua Ramirez spent years traveling the world, mastering the art of medicine and becoming one of the country's finest surgeons. Brilliant in the operating room yet hopeless when it comes to matters of the heart, he has always believed that love isn't for him. Everything changes when fate brings him to Nikki Ann Torres, the nation's sweetheart. Behind her dazzling smile and glamorous life lies a woman carrying burdens no one else can see. As their worlds collide, Marc discovers that saving a life is far easier than winning a heart. And for the first time, the greatest challenge he faces isn't in surgery, it's learning how to love.

A dedication.

❝ are you from australia? because you meet all my KOALAfictaions ❞ in which he texts a random number a pickup line not expecting an answer book 1

What do you do with all the words you never got to say? The messages left unsent. The conversations that only exist in your imagination. The memories that still visit long after the person is gone. Letters I'll Never Send? is for anyone who has ever loved deeply, lost quietly, and continued living with a heart full of unfinished sentences. Maybe this book didn't find you by accident. Maybe it arrived exactly when you needed someone to say the things you've been trying so hard to keep inside.

This story is my satirical take on how atmosphere of social media is degrading. what will happen when Lord Krishna decides to interact with his devotees and join wattpad. How will lord krishna be as wattpad user ? Awesome cover ♥️@Krishni4♥️ Maine jaisa socha us se bhi better hai. Highest #1 in Krishna. Highest #1 in satirical Monthly updates.

❝ it's been a few months since you've been gone ❞ in which he has to complete a list to find his best friend and lover book 2

❝ you looked really good in the picture you posted ❞ in which @yoonswag3 messages @jjkchim95 on twitter and everything goes unexpectedly. ™ © Copyright 2017 lowercase intended

Amaya Mom I need a new box of pads. The one from 'always' soft as a feather and sour patch kids thank you. Unknown number lol I'm not a mom or at a store. Started [23.10.17] Ended [29.04.18]

"You wanted to say something..."

I make lock screens of my own... I'll make one for you all you gotta do is ask!

Sixteen years ago they were the best of friends. Now, they’d be better off saying they were strangers. Sixteen years ago they made a lot of promises. Now, no one remembers. Sixteen years ago they buried the time capsule. Now, they’re about to find out the secrets from their youth.

It was sometime between November and December, 1995: the word came to me in my bedroom as I was busy putting things in order: “Hear, O earth!” I understood that I was receiving a message which I was supposed to sit before the Lord to get in full. I said to myself that I was going to do that, but I deferred it. About one week later, the word came again strongly, in the same bedroom. Again I realised it was a message I had to write, but again I deferred it somewhat `until a more convenient time.’ It was not until the 30th of December (as the message is dated) that, as I also fasted, I sat down to begin, and the message continued over several days. Each day, a new dimension of the truth herein explained, opened up. During the period and after, aspects or summaries of this message have been shared with various persons and groups, and it has offered a lot of insights and has been a great blessing. My own prayer life and spiritual perceptions have been greatly enhanced by this message. My soul and spirit received great inspirations therefrom. The message is brought to you in the hope that you also will be benefited by it as we all equip ourselves with the weapon of the knowledge of the Word of God in our warfare in deliverance of our land. Amen.

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⋆˙⟡ .˖𓂃.☘︎ ݁ ─── ❝ don't want nobody else around me, just need you right here. you're like the only thing that i see. it's crystal-clear, ❞ 「 social media & irl hugo ekiktike x fem!oc 」 ©lvstrent, 2026

This is an one shot of a love from a desk.

The beauty of the world is in the way we see it. Happiness is how much we celebrate it. Here is a collection of poems that I have written in different occasions. I hope you guys enjoy it. Nandhika Vardhini

it's just texts (i'm bored in quarantine pls read this)

Random shit