Nonfictio Stories

this is a non fiction,gangter,bully,love

Come with me on my surfing adventures and laugh as I endure embarrassing difficulties.

This is a story of a girl named Indica going through a rough childhood, not as rough as other people but pretty rough.

A conversation with Waddy & June

Some times you live life blissfully unaware of the future and what it holds, But what if every aspect of your life were but a blink of reflection to the greater story of the universes growth. I write this short-story as a glimmer of the reflective state of the current reality you live in. I welcome you to the shimmer. The shimmer, a state of reflection, a place I believe holds the portal to a magical place, a test of character. To see the reflection of self is to see every possibility. In a world of reality, magic is held in the belief of story. To see the truth behind the curtain of lies, to trust in a greater state of being behind the guise of memory. To be trusting of an existence within the shimmering lights speckling the oceans surface, Knowing below is a world like no other.

it is story of the time before when human was born in earth . and which called "cave human ". they wear like a ape. it is non-fiction

He was destruction in a tailored suit. She was chaos in disguise. And fate... was cruelly beautiful. Millicent Darmos wasn't supposed to cross him. Not in the club. Not in the alley. And definitely not in the blood- soaked empire of Salvatore Accardi- the Mafia heir with eyes like midnight and a heart carved in marble. But when her defiance catches his attention, it's isn't her fear he sees. It's her fire. And Salvatore never walks away from a flame that dares to dance in his darkness. Forced into a world where every touch is dangerous and every look feels like a war, Millicent must learn to survive the man who owns the city - and now wants to own her. He protects her with same hands that have ended lives. He whispers poetry like it's death sentence. He calls her his like the word "belong" means "bleed". But she's not here to be saved. She's here to fight back. In a world where loves feels like violence and monsters wear beautiful faces, who will break first - the girl with nothing to lose, or the man who's never lost anything?