Person Stories

Everyone sees Teetee as sunshine. Bright. Gentle. Loved by all. But only Por knows- that sunshine is softest when it rests in his arms. Off camera, they're different. Teetee who clings without thinking. Por who says he isn't jealous (but always is). Hidden hand holds. Quiet kisses. Sleeves tugged for reassurance. Love given in the smallest gestures no one is supposed to notice. The world thinks Teetee is lucky to have Por. Por knows the truth. He's the lucky one- because in a world full of people who adore Teetee... he's the only one Teetee chooses back. A soft, intimate love story about quiet jealousy, gentle devotion, and the kind of love that doesn't need to be loud to be real.

One stabbing. One unfinished sketch. Ren wakes to find reality isn't as simple as he thought-and the line between dream and reality is thinner than ever.

2017 ​လောက်က ​ရေးဖူးတဲ့ အုန်းက​ရေကရာ ( Own Creation ​) 😀 တွေ တင်မှာပါ

There is a machine that watches over the entire country, understand, and can foresee crimes. The Machine picks out the social security numbers of those involved in a crime, and sorts them into two categories: Relevant and Irrelevant to national security. Every night at midnight the data is erased. The government acts on the relevant numbers, and Harold Finch-the Machine's creator- and John Reese act on the irrelevant numbers. Because of what he was doing, Harold's fiance, Grace Hendricks was put in danger, so he staged his death to keep her safe. But, what would he do if her number came up in the Machine?

The 30 Day Letter Tumblr Challenge

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I'm bored a lot and everyone on this app seems to have a book like this so I guess I will make one too *This Book is sponsored by The Shiping Gods*

"There were few in society who didn't despise Frances Borne." My name is Luke Goodson. I am currently in the middle of a mobster gang fight, surrounded by showgirls and cigarette smoke, trying to crawl out from under one of the stinking and broken down snooker tables. The men and women in dark, velvety green suits and dresses belong to the Borne gang, and those who donned blue swallowtails and beaded dresses belong to the Value gang.All this, the shooting guns, the massive assassinations, the poison in cocktails and whiskey, for a family fortune, that may or may not be non-existent, a family fortune which belongs to neither of them. A husband who was killed in a car crash he wasn't even in, only to be found alive and breathing in the flesh two years later. A sister that nobody knew about. Two gangs that acknowledge absolutely nothing about each other except for three things: That they both adore gambling, high fashion , and the Ross fortune. A detective who was the right hand man to his enemy. And me, Luke Goodson, the one near unsophisticated country boy who spontaneously showed up to a gangster gambling party, because my upstairs neighbour decided to take me along at the drop of my girlfriends' name. I, Luke B. Goodson, bring you...... Frances. The woman who started it all.

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this is about a normal girl named Amanda Green who realizes that she is so much more than a normal 13 year old. she has powers. she is brought to this realization when she is....'contacted' (kidnaped) by some rather famous superheroes. I do not own any of these names exept Amanda and any of the charicters u have never heard of. warning. contains mild graphic languid and fluff. (As in small sections of tickleing) please enjoy the book. ps/ this is the first book I have written so I will be happy to take constructive advice. plz be kind and egnore spelling errors.😅😅

A couple of friends are located in Chicago. After one murder happens on a random night, the group gets targeted and they have to find out who the killer is. This book Is something like the SCREAM franchise. I hope you like It.

Information on me. Disclaimer I belong to my self.

a boy is found in a ditch on a stormy night by a girl; he had cuts and bruises all over his body with blood rushing down his face. he had a big gash in his head. he was half unconscious when he was found, and yet he had hardly any brain damage. he refused to speak to everyone but the girl who saved his life. they all thought he had brain damage. he was even put into speech therapy. the two grow a bond that wasn't expected; they were inseparable after the incident. the girl tries to find who did this too the boy while the boy hides the truth behind what had happened and where he came from. [lowercase intended]

Letters to 30 different people/things to express me, and all the feelings I have going on inside of me. The 30 Day Writing Challenge. Day by day. Let's do this(:

There are many things that we can find in our pocket. This book that I make like our pocket. It explains us not only wallet or keys that have in our pocket. I am poor with synopsis. I am sorry. Hope you guys like it.

Mexico is a land of great culture and people, or gente . However, Mexico is most importantly the birthplace of Julio Mendez. His story starts here, in the city of Guadalajara. His parents, Manuel and Ana are both raging alcoholics and they happen to work at the same market in the center of town.

''It is cold.But this is never my first option.'' Vindictive Machetes follows a young man of the age 17,who is about to adventure into the life of a normal human,except for the part that he is NOT a human.He ain't those sparkly vampires either.He ain't werewolves or hot animorph dudes.He is the background, the sound,the wind,and all the little things you suddenly notice that make you feel the weird divine thing in your heart when you let reality sink in. This story is about his journey,all in real time,first POV,and is going to be quite long,so give it a try.Each chapter is at least more than 2000 words long.The story gets better,I swear.I update this story at least twice a week. First and second chapter are out!Third one is coming in a few days!

Here are some 𝔉𝔞𝔠𝔢 𝔠𝔩𝔞𝔦𝔪𝔰 for 𝔣𝔢𝔪𝔞𝔩𝔢 characters in your book None of these pictures are mine

Best friends Carolina and Clarissa have been ready to start off their Senior year in Riverbank high school. Ever since they met as freshman, they've been inseparable. During the school year, Clarissa discovers strong feelings for Nathan; a gorgeous and very sweet guy. Carolina, as her best friend now has a job to do, play matchmaker. With much time spent together, Carolina and Nathan become close friends. So close that he becomes an everyday thought in Carolinas head. But the biggest mystery of them all is, what's going to happen when Clarissa finds out that her best friend and Nathan accidentally kissed one night? or was it really an accident?

"As much as I'd love to watch you walk away right now, I need you to give this a chance. Just a year and if you still hate me then you can leave and I'll release you of your mate promise." At first she was silent but a curious curtain settled over her eyes. Crossing her arms over her chest again, Livona ventured slowly. "A year?" You shouldn't be giving her that long, she'll be ours within 6 months. My wolf purred in determination and I rolled my eyes. He was awfully sure. Instead I focused on the person who needed convincing. Nodding slowly, I interlaced our fingers in attempt to soften her resolve. "Yes it's a reasonable amount of time to stop hating each other." Dropping her eyes to our hands, she raised her eyebrows at me which I responded to with a soft smile. The tingles our joined touch produced was slowly making its way deeper through my skin, washing a peace over me. Her hard silver eyes searched me for some clue of my insincerity.