Observed Stories

Savannah Montenegro was involved into a car accident along with her parents when she was nine and she's the only one who survived. When she turned nineteen she was arranged marriage with someone she doesn't know to save the Monteir Group. On the night of engagement she found out something that made her runaway and there she met Marcus Leon "Eon" Gomez. The guy she'll love and hate. As time pass by the mystery was starting to unlock. She thought it was just a simple car accident but it dig deeper. #1 necklace

A travelogue, except the place being travelled to is more or less the same, each day. But it's the people, the spirit, that changes so much that it never feels the same🪷

Jotting Down Something I Learn Everyday. Each Day Brings A New Lesson. Comments & Compliments Are Most Welcomed.

FULL FANFIC: Uploaded to my collab acc- @platinum-silver-gold It's hard. Especially to put ink to a paper and express your feelings through a bunch of meaningful words. But for me, it's different. I've learnt that to love, you must observe, persevere, and discover. Those are my morals in life- observe the people around you, persevere their course of action, and finally, discover them as a person and who you are through your connection with that person. I'd never thought I'd write a whole trilogy on how I met her and the challenges we faced, but I did, and here I am, still pressing the ink to the sheet.

Reeling after the death of his beloved Irene, Sherlock Holmes throws himself into his work and assisting Scotland Yard in anyway he can. As he no longer has Watson to lean on, as he is raising his newborn alongside his wife and taking a vacation from his job for some time, he finds himself alone. That is until he meets a silent vixen by the name of Rose Porter. Attacked in an alley late in the evening, she finds herself in the detective's mercy until she is accused of murder. Sherlock must then deduct the scene, the case, and...his own feelings? Rose has some way of getting under his skin, a way that not even Irene could accomplish...

These are a collection of some thoughts I write.. Whenever I'm free.. Or some awesome ones I found on net. Although I suck at poetry, I've tried my best here. Feel free to point out errors Luv u ol Zii☆

Nightmare or real life? Few words can be confusing.

Framed Thoughts of One Canadian Girl

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Observe your surroundings, some things may surprise you. But most of all the things we learn help us better ourselves and develop understanding of people. This is purely my views on certain things to an extent and you don't need to agree. I have formed this opinions from simply observing the public whenever I go out. I am no scientist I cannot prove these theories but a lot have facts and statistics backing my point that I have intentionally left out but please feel free to look into this.

If eyes are windows to the soul, hands are doors to the heart.

an observant closeted bisexual with a boyfriend observes her also bisexual best friend whom she has a crush on

Civilization has reached a point where artificial intelligence can run simulated universes to study and help answer specified "questions" in the hopes of using the virtual realities as a form of "crowd sourcing." This is the tale of one such study, and one such question.

This is a collection of stories that I have written about people I have seen. Trying to prove that even if some people don't look the best (or do look the best) on the outside, its what their story is, what's inside of them that really matters.