Pattern cerita

"Stop staring at me like that" He said breaking the silence. "I-I wasn't staring" I mumbled once again looking out the window into the now dark city. He chuckled "yes you were love, there is no denying, but I can't say I blame you.. I mean" Drax gesture with his hands down his body with a smirk on his face that I wanted to rip of so badly. ****** There were once a tail about a book with a sort of magic that once you open the eighth chapter of the book you'll be transformed to another world called Ravanicia.. Some people think this is just some type of fairytale someone made of for their kids but was is? ** Lucky somehow got her hands on the book, not realizing she is about to get stabbed in the back by a close one. Bad guys got a hold of her before she got the chance to transform to the land on the other side of the book. The bad guys used her as a threat to use against the people in Ravanicia, but she slips away and now she found herself trapped with a high lord of Celestia. As Lucky journeys through the other world, she meets as cast of intriguing characters and discovers her enemy's and lovers, but what about her loved one at home? Lucky must decide to risk everything to save the other world and the people she has come to love and hate at the same time. *** This is a enemy to lovers trope with fantasy that will make you dream away till another land.

It begins on a quiet Christmas Eve. Four friends sit in a room with nothing to do and nowhere to be. Jokes fill the silence, boredom feels harmless, and the night promises nothing more than time passing. Out of curiosity, they open a small AI tool - not to change anything, just to watch patterns move. Then something does. The AI notices money shifting through an account that should have disappeared years ago. At first, it feels like a glitch. A mistake. Something old resurfacing by accident. They laugh it off. They play detectives. They convince themselves they're in control. They aren't. As they look closer, the world responds in quiet ways - unexplained calls, strange alerts, moments that don't add up. No threats. No warnings. Just enough pressure to make them realise they've been noticed. What they uncover isn't a single scam, but a system that never really stopped. One that has learned to hide in plain sight, protected by power that can't be challenged. There are no heroes waiting to fix it. There's no authority they can trust. Under the weight of fear and closeness, relationships shift. Romance grows softly, not as escape, but as something real to hold onto when certainty disappears. Humour darkens. Choices become heavier. When the risk becomes undeniable, they face a question with no clean answer: expose the truth - or survive it. Guided by the same AI that started everything, they choose to disappear digitally, breaking habits, erasing traces, and stepping away before the system closes in. The evidence remains. Untouched. Unshared. Time passes. Life continues. They are safe - but changed. The world moves on as if nothing happened. The money keeps moving. Quietly. Because sometimes, the truth exists - and staying alive means letting it stay hidden.

A Sea Of Cows

"In a world where the splendor of one's locks signifies prestige, Park Jimin, once the envy of all, faces the trials of baldness, while Jeon Jungkook boasts ankle-length tresses of unmatched beauty. As envy festers in Jimin's heart, fate offers a chance for redemption, intertwined with sacrifices and revelations. In this Shakespearean tale, discover a journey of jealousy, selflessness, and the true essence of beauty beyond mere appearances."

Poems that are written with no planning....

Morgan Bailey never was a normal girl. In fact, she was as unique as they came. When Morgan's deaf and parlyzed dad dies and her mother kills herself, Morgan is forced to go live in Australia with a long lost relative. Uncle Darth and Aunt Tabitha. Holding a secret of their own, Morgan starts to wonder about her history and if she is really human.

I enjoy monologues so this is a small one

This is a look inside my mind, my public journal.