Paternal Stories

Vincent has been in love with Rosaline ever since his friend Kaden introduced them: online. When her boyfriend, Alec, breaks Rosaline's heart, Vincent steps forward to take his place. He's going to show her what love really feels like. He's going to mend her heart and make her love him. Note: There's a Rosaline's Story too. Part way through both stories I merged it to switch between both of their sides. So if you read both, yes there are parts that are the same.

A Bucky Barnes × Child OC *Platonic* Winter soldier and his young protegè This wont be a long fic, just three chapters i refer to as "Period" Hope you enjoy it :) Please dont be too hard if its bad, im an amatuer 🙏🏻 (The "Protegè" i speak of is my oc by the way, her name will be said in the fic) i don't know what else to say Follow my Tiktok account @saraarts561 Or just search Bucky's Long Lost Left Arm, im the account with the same name ✨️HOPE YOU ENJOY 💜🦾✨️

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I was just your average every day kid until my life was changed forever by a fire. Now I'm dealing with a whole lot of bullshit because of some shit from my parents past.Join me in my epic journey as I transition from wimpy James Hearts to a lethal adversary known as the King of Hearts. Watch as I discover the truth behind my parent's lives, my uncle, aunts and my cousins death. But most of all watch as I truly ascend to the mantle and protect my cousin-surrogate son-

Clementine is a child with an unbreakable spirit and the world is collapsing around her, but she refuses to break down with it. Still, as an eight-year-old kid, it would be impossible to face this new horrible world alone.

A child is perplexed with her father's face. She views it as a marble bust with a stoic expression that never wavers. One Christmas, they embark on a trip and she believes she may have found the key to breaking the stone visage.

When Trixie Fox gets murdered, she is sent to a type of purgatory for those who suffered in death, before she can enter heaven and relinquish all connections to the mortal world. Armed with the ability to look at the world from whatever angle she pleases and with plenty of time to kill, she decides to look into the actions and consequences that saw her meet a brutal death at a party one night.

A poem for all the fathers out there ❤

A child born to a human was revealed to have blood tainted by the rare Shiera bloodline that afflicts ten percent of the population. The shame drives the woman to abandon the baby in the forest and she leaves it in the den of a vixen with two kits. The fox nurtures the baby into a girl until a fire consumes the forest and the girl is forced into the world of humans to survive. What awaits her in the world she was once cast out of? This is the origins of Paili. (woman's photo by kelvin carris from Pexels)

Free verse poetry collection revolving around self-loathing, self-love, and identity.

*go below for description and tw-s* I've loved my daughter forever, before she even existed. I can't do anything to make my daughter stay. All I can do is talk to her. She's just a baby. She's still just my fuzzball. ---------------------- This is a novella written in the voice of a loving father in conversation with his infant daughter, knowing that she doesn't have time left. With the limited time left, the father talks as much as he can with his daughter, trying let her know that he loves him even though she can't speak back. This is a story of love, loss and holding on. tw: death, trauma, chronic disease

History is full of tragedy and mistakes, as is the present. Maybe we can't be faulted for all of it - we don't get the full picture of the past, only sullied scribbles and the oaths of unsavoury men. There exists in another universe a time machine that allows them to see the folly of their ancestors, and I'd like to think that they'd have an answer to madness. Perhaps it's not so alien to the answer we need. But this is all irrelevant. It doesn't take a historian, a time traveller, or any smart man to provide the answer to our worst troubles. Anyone from any walk of life, good and bad, high and low, can tell you what is the fundamental answer to evil. It's an answer that even the youngest can understand in all its many forms, and if they were to ask you for it, you could tell them love, child. If you're unconvinced, I've transcribed some stories from that universe to prove it. May the journeys of the young melt your heart. With love, Sora Began 13/09/18. In progress.

This story was all about the workaholic father and a rebel daughter.

In a blink, paper wings from before and after join their hands-- to carry me off, to carry me away; to a country, where happiness is the medium; to a country, where tears are taboo; to a country, with one season. A season dictated by Paper Wings... ©AmaliaAbbar2018 Written specially for the December Poetry Camp by @ec_poetry

When Albus is having trouble in Potions class, he confides in a certain greasy-haired Potions Master. Prequel to "Albus Potter and the Journey Through Time."

On a paradisiac island lives a scientist tormented by seven crimes against the women he loved; and to calm his conscience creates the clones of each woman.

A slice of life story of a family of three - a single father, Matthew and his twin children, Arthur and Anna. The story will revolve mainly around the character development of the two twins, and uncover a truth hidden by their father.

Can a Dream Demon such a Bill Cipher really care for a human child? Many creatures were shocked to see the day Bill came home with a toddler claiming he found him lost in the forest. Can a human such as Dipper Pines really live among demons? What about his lost twin Mabel where is she in all this? Would they ever see each other again?