Palindrome Histoires

A palidrome poem about what death does to the people who witness their dead loved one.

This is a sequel to my first story. ||Fast and Furious Spy Racers Fanfic|| When Matsuo's family heirloom goes missing, Tony and his friends try to help him recover it. But with all the family problems, will the mission be solved? Read to find out!

They vanished, one by one. At first, it was just a rumor-a student skipping town, a sudden transfer, a quiet departure no one questioned. But then, the numbers grew. Friends disappeared without warning, their names erased as if they had never existed. Teachers whispered, glancing over their shoulders. Parents either looked away or were silenced, bribed into forgetting. The academy carried on, its halls undisturbed, its reputation spotless. No one searched. No one fought back. No one even knew where the missing had gone. And then, just as suddenly as it had begun, it stopped. A full year of silence. A fragile, uneasy peace. Until now. Because the disappearances have started again.

"A poem a day, keeps the mind out of dismay." ❤️

A short love story told front to back.

This is season 7 of fast and furious spy racers (NOT REALLY A SEASON 7 JUST WISH THERE WAS ONE) I DON'T OWN ANY OF THIS CHARACTER

Another Heterochromia AU (please excuse if my spelling is off, thank you.) Going to the library is roses favorite thing to do, Little does she know that it is also her soul mates favorite place to be.

[Humour / Adventure] The World of Living Apples has always thought about what happens after an apple dies. I'm an apple. And I died. Others told me I had to be the test subject for their experiment. For that, I had to kill myself by fire. I killed myself so that I could tell everyone what happens after an Apple dies. But what happens after an Apple dies? Quests and battles. Having a voice in your head. Loving for the first time. And, eventually, a split between paths, a choice that has to be made, and a conditional heartbreak. [Cover by @MissMysteryGame, thank you!!] [Completed & Writing Extras]

This is a collection of short motivational and inspirational stories. From coming of age to dealing with death, they are all part of a bigger story: human nature. In these stories, you can find yourself.

This is a book of short poems of all kinds.

Am I beautiful? Is this perfection? Mind says yes, Reflection says no. Beauty lies beneath, ~Always.~ Beneath lies beauty. No, says reflection, Yes, says mind. Perfection, this is. Beautiful, I am. . . . A collection of Palindrome poetry.

"Was it a car or a cat I saw" Palindrome: A word or sentence that reads the same backwards and forwards. Here is a collection of the best palindrome sentences around. Ranked #8 in Palindromes.

A disaster in poetry

Poetic Narrative #14: A poem with an interestingly "reflective" message.

Poetry from the perspective of an earthling

This poem was an extreme challenge to me as a poet, but provides an insight to global conflict in to opposing perspectives, read in different ways.

This is about the lost sister that no one remember except a cousin and friends of her. Will Tony and his sister ever remember each other? What happen to Tony and his sister? What separated them? Will they be together? Will a brother and sister bond be too strong to break? Is someone out there against their bond? Will they get revenge or kill the siblings? Will the villains or the spy kids win? Well, It's up to their friends to save the day. Anyway, there is one way to know what happen. Read the story and have fun. I hope it be interesting a bit. . . . So Bye. (A.N: In this story, Tony and Layla, Echo and Cisco are dating...)

"Roar." My head whipped back like he had smacked me. "Did... did you just 'roar' at me." A look of embarrassment crossed his features quickly, but I saw it before it passes. "It's my name." "Your name is Roar?" He nodded. "Crap! That's cool as shit. You know, we're gonna be good friends, Roar." "Nice try. Come on you should be in the building when I report you." My jaw dropped. "Are you kidding? I thought we were bonding here, brown eyes." I wearily watched as he finally moved. He made his way towards me and quickly leaned down grabbing the crook of my elbow and pulling me up. "Let's go," he grunted. "You suck, you know that?" "It's my job." *** Nelle's seventeen years old and cannot read. She's dyslexic and has never learned how to overcome it. She's in her last year of High School and so close from graduating. She's almost made it through her whole schooling without anyone noticing her illiteracy. That is until someone does notice. His name's Goodwin Balanchine. At first he found her illiteracy humorous, but when he realized the extensity and seriousness he decided to take things into his hands and to teach her how to read. Of course stubborn Nelle resisted at first, but in the end without even knowing or realizing it she warmed up to Win and found that he really was teaching her. Can one boy really trick her into learning to read? Can he be the one and only person able to take up the difficult task of getting through to stubborn Nelle?