Paradoxical Stories

Someone had an idea. It was a unique idea, really, but a strange one as well. What if two paradoxical things could exist in a human being? Beautiful and hideous, fearful and brave, fire and ice... The hypothesized result was they'd gain something of great value. What that something was is still in question. As researchers, Zeke and Blake couldn't have been more thrilled to be researching paradoxes. But as childhood friends, they find the project is becoming dangerous. Their research is leaked, their lives are threatened, and they only have each other to lean on. The hypothesized result? Something, whether the press, whether the one behind the death threats, whether one of the two inseparable friends was going to tear them apart. Thanks to Daydreamer7749 for the amazing cover! I would also like to thank Ari_forev and foreverballoon for the additional choices of covers they provided. If you need a cover, I'd definitely recommend all three. :P

It was the little things The things in between the lines The signs The energy The memories And Whatever else

She was just a girl who wants revenge. He was a guy who is the killer. No more description 😉

All definitions are 100% written by Wikipedia, not my own words.

"Desiderium" by Ben Emma, is a classical yet modern poem encapsulating the essence of longing and yearning. It suggests a deep, reflective journey through the landscapes of love and desire, one that resonates with the universal human experience of seeking connection.

After a long summer with dozens of hours spent walking through corn fields, plenty of time to contemplate the inexplicable, I had some free time to write. And thus "Paradox" was born.

If @XsyashiasX hasn't lost them already. And I get it, I mean... marbles can be extremely hard to relocate. I mean, they're small and often times transparent so once you find one, suddenly you're neglecting the possibility that there are others around it, therefore stepping on ANOTHER one, rolling your ankle as it rolls away, probably under who knows where in your house, and then you will have lost them AGAIN. Tough shit, really. I had some marbles before when I was really young and I lost them. Probably explains why I'm lunatic enough to write this book. And maybe... JUST maybe.... You're MORE lunatic than me if you choose to read this. 😜 (Also, did you notice the marble print for the cover? That was on purpose.)

A short creepy story.

A 16 year-old girl who hears voices inside her head is seemingly trapped in a world filled with insanity. Constantly, she feels the need to disguise herself in front of others. Especially with her most valuable secret at risk of discovery... With the mysteries of Amber Moore, anything is possible. Anything can happen... so do you think the strange voices she hears in her dreams are a blessing or a curse?

This is me just showing how life must be for numbers, and because I just wanted to do a book on this! :)

These are just a couple of my favorite paradoxes that will mess with your head

What's true evil in the face of reality? Does it, or can it, even exist? If so, how do you make it? All these questions are the building blocks of a deep dive into the wizarding world of J. K. Rowling, from the perspective of a dark fantasy writer, such as myself. A weird story with an even weirder protagonist, whose question make brains twist into bloody puddles. History repeats itself, only different enough to confuse all historians, with a neverending cycle of hate and despair. And as such, the one of pure evil must stand as a hero, and the one of pure goodness as a villain. But in the end, there's only one choice to make, one question to answer: "Can evil be good?"

As the nodes of destiny continued to flicker and pulse with an ominous energy, the main protagonists known as Jack keeps awakening into dreams that he thinks are his reality. Outside these strange dimensions are a group of powerful beings known as "The Watchers." They gathered in their celestial observatory outside the "Universal Spheres", observing the time breaks as the dreamer, dreams on and they were running out-of time. But they could see every pathway and if they intervened...there would be no hope for humanity or the Universal Spheres and everything within it...

This poem tells the story of a heartbreak, where love itself becomes unbearable-forcing one to leave, not out of hatred, but out of mercy. Staying would only break them more. It is not my first poem, but it is the first I've chosen to share in Wattpad. A piece of myself, published for the first time.

Horace and his new friend, Paul, stumble on a time machine and into an adventure with a crazy old inventor, trekking through different timelines, and finding a way to make it all possible in the first place. *Currently doing some editing

[ Election in India is a dance of democracy]

anxiety. infatuation. depression. sex. disappointment. love. dejection. promise. i dont want to be categorized. paradoxical. it's a shame to attempt to understand how this works.