Philosophic Stories

His eyes told how dark his thoughts were, what devilish aura he shadowed if she accepted him and was ready to listen to him no one could imagine his doings. She only seeks solitude, but he seeks her, and he craves her as if his life depended on her. He is the cause of her pain. She only wishes to go away from all the emotions, but he can never let that happen. He can show his tears to her, but can she wipe them? Maybe God wanted to create an unforgettable story. His aura screams power that no one can deny except bowing. Her soul reflects others' sins for what others fear to acknowledge. Did she hate him for giving her pain? No, she never hated him. She changed herself.. but what change? She loves him! Maybe not... then what changed...? Love, why is it so difficult either to gain or to lose... "I don't like it when you think about things other than me," he said Is this the start of his madness, or is he already drowned in insanity? She is his heart.........She is the eternal echo God cast into existence for his life. ●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●● He is taking every step near to her, his deep dark eyes looking at her serene, calm face... she is looking directly into his deep, dark ebony eyes... she can clearly see the insanity in his eyes... "Sweetheart, I told you not to think about other things.... but why would you like to provoke me... ha, " his voice is deadly low, sending an electrifying jolt. She is just standing in front of him looking into his sinister soul... He touched her cheek gently, rubbing the soft, gentle, dried tear marks.. He kissed her forehead... she closed her eyes, accepting her fate from which she tried to run away.... "Tell me, sweetheart, what punishment should I give him." A dark mysterious smirk playing on his handsome face... "He is your sister's soon to be husband," she said as he didn't know. He chuckled, a mocking, sinister, extremely insane smile

- Mint a lélegzetvétel Felícia... Téged szeretni olyan magától értetődő és természetes volt, mint levegőt venni. . . . . . . A történetet semmiképpen sem ajánlom 16 (helyenként 18) éven aluliaknak a trágár nyelvezet, szexuális tartalom, tudatmódosító szerek fogyasztása, mentális zavarok/betegségek tárgykörének feldolgozása miatt. Minden itt olvasható dolog a képzelet szüleménye, merítkezik a valóságból, valós személyekből és szellemi alkotásokból, viszont nem röghözkötötten.

This is a HUNTERxHUNTER (by Yoshihiro Togashi) fanfiction... --*-- "𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒗𝒐𝒊𝒅 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒆𝒔 𝒃𝒂𝒄𝒌, 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝑰 𝒔𝒎𝒊𝒍𝒆--𝒃𝒆𝒄𝒂𝒖𝒔𝒆 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒏 𝒏𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒄𝒂𝒏𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒔𝒖𝒎𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒔𝒐𝒖𝒍." ነጎጋ፱ዪጎ wields powers. Surpassing even "Nen." It is a gift--or perhaps a curse--bestowed upon them by both the "Celestials" and the "Void." It's nameless, an unseen force that turns sheer will into an unbreakable armor. It peels back the veil of time just enough to glimpse the future. It allows the mind to read intention before action, to unravel an enemy before they strike. And then there's the rarest aspect of all--the ability to impose one's will upon others. The weak collapse. The uncertain tremble. Even the strong hesitate. Such are the spoils of wandering between dimensions, of tearing through worlds not meant to be touched. But in the end, it meant nothing. Those powers were stripped from ነጎጋ፱ዪጎ, ripped away like they were never theirs to begin with. All they have left are memories--hollow echoes of what once was. And memories alone hold less power. ...Memories...? --*-- P.S. 𝕎𝕙𝕠𝕒! 𝕀𝕗 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝔻𝕖𝕤𝕔𝕣𝕚𝕡𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟 𝕕𝕚𝕕𝕟'𝕥 𝕞𝕒𝕜𝕖 𝕞𝕦𝕔𝕙 𝕤𝕖𝕟𝕤𝕖, 𝕕𝕠𝕟'𝕥 𝕨𝕠𝕣𝕣𝕪--𝕛𝕦𝕤𝕥 𝕔𝕙𝕖𝕔𝕜 𝕠𝕦𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕀ℕ𝕋ℝ𝕆𝔻𝕌ℂ𝕋𝕀𝕆ℕ 𝕥𝕠 𝕘𝕖𝕥 𝕒 𝕔𝕝𝕖𝕒𝕣𝕖𝕣 𝕡𝕚𝕔𝕥𝕦𝕣𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕨𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕓𝕠𝕠𝕜'𝕤 𝕒𝕝𝕝 𝕒𝕓𝕠𝕦𝕥. 🫥

In which a girl stumbled into Harry Potters life as many other things did. Except maybe this time it isn't such a bad thing. Estella Honey was orphaned as a small child and never felt at place in the world; that is until she found a new home at Hogwarts school of witchcraft and wizardry. How will she navigate her new life and her new friends? Find out now!

In a world where memories burn brighter than fire, and destinies echo through wooden toys and whispered legends... one boy survives the night that should have ended everything. Drazon never asked to be the last child of a fallen village. He never asked to carry a wooden toy carved by a father he barely remembers. He never asked for the fire - the one that swallowed his home, his family, and the life he knew. But fate is not concerned with what he wants. Fate only knows what he must become. Now, with shadows stalking the edges of the forest, whispers crawling through the dark, and a strange golden light that seems to call his name, Drazon steps into a world woven with secrets older than kingdoms, older than gods - older than time itself. He will meet wanderers whose smiles hide histories, warriors whose scars speak louder than their voices, and beings who should not exist at all. Every step forward pulls him deeper into the truth behind his village's destruction... and the truth behind AION - a force that bends destiny, memory, and the fragile boundary between creation and ruin. But the deeper Drazon walks into the unknown, the more he realizes: What was taken from him was only the beginning. What waits for him may change the world. And the wooden toy he carries... is no toy at all. A story of grief and growth. Of slow-burning revelations and quiet courage. Of a boy chasing the pieces of himself through a world that is breaking - or being reborn. AION - where every moment matters, and every heartbeat echoes forever.

A lost fool trying to explore himself, the world and the illusions..

Haikus about coming to terms with living in a fucked up world.

Book Descriptions are So Irritating. If you want to read a book, just read it. Why do you want to know the description? -That's Kai, and this is his story. Excuse me, whoever is writing a shit of my life, get your head checked. What's there to even write about my life? -A book unlike any other, focusing on Kai's monologues of life and his journey to find his purpose in life. Excuse me, what!!!, That makes me seem I am depressed, I am fucking not!!! -Join him on his journey of badminton and contemplate thoughts about life. It's not that deep, dude, stop!!! -Junior school last year arc is undergoing.

Hiro Harukawa a man who does not view himself as a Person but as an amalgamation of identities now stumbles into Tracen Acadmey,a place built on dreams of glory, as a Trainer. But what happens when someone who despises himself is asked to guide others toward greatness? Can a man at war with his own existence find purpose in shaping lives brighter than his own-or will his contradictions consume him first? Let us see Hiro's Journey in this world of fame,sadness and joy alongside his childhood rival.

In a near-future civilization obsessed with speed, scale, and optimization, a recent college graduate named Zenith realizes something is deeply wrong: systems meant to sustain humanity are becoming too fast, too centralized, and too fragile to survive themselves. Unable to accept a future built on instability, Zenith gathers a small group of brilliant but unconventional thinkers and retreats from the world to study reality directly-sunlight, land, energy, failure, and time. What begins as an attempt to understand the truth of how systems behave slowly evolves into something far more dangerous: a way to redesign civilization without domination, force, or blind faith in authority. Told through years of trial, failure, and restraint, This Is Possible is a grounded science-fiction novel about coordination over control, limits over power, and the quiet idea that humanity's greatest problem isn't lack of intelligence-but the speed at which it refuses to listen.

In a world that decides who deserves to live based on appearance and strength, justice is merely a story told by the victors. Is it right to save a butterfly from a spider's web, knowing the spider will starve to death? When two opposing visions collide, the line between good and evil becomes dangerously thin. Disclaimer! This is a work of fanfiction. I do not own the rights to any of the original characters or elements drawn from the One-Punch Man (OPM) universe.

Ryan decided to settle down in the calm and scenic town of Loveck, hoping to forget about Susan, but the couple-life followed him there too, as he realized he had moved into a hot-spot of failing relationships. Every house had conflict for breakfast, argument for lunch, and complaining for dinner. Yet one household stood alone in this living battle-field. Where love thrived, and peace was a common thing, the Marleys were the most interesting topic of discussion for the townspeople. To look into this, brewery of warmth & closeness, and possibly find his own happy ending, Ryan decides to investigate each phase of their marriage bit by bit, listening to the stories shared by the locals or even the couple themselves.

This book has an absolutely vague concept and storyline. Some may say it's a mystery, some may say it's horror, but it's only an insight into a person's life who craves for acceptance, not from the world, but from the one person they care about the most. This may be the most amusing and vivid or the worst book that you have ever read. A lot of things may be hard to fathom. All you'll read is a fictional story of a highly emotional and volatile person and that's where the creepiness comes in. The only warning.....it is not a romantic story, nor in any way erotic, infact you'd call me neurotic. Ok I am getting good at rhyming. Anyway, it's something on the lines of psycho thriller. A mild one at that. Because I don't want to disturb the people who are reading it. My motive is to show ground reality in a way that is easy for the people to adjust to and accept. IT IS PURELY A WORK OF FICTION AND NOT MY DARN LIFE STORY.

Tomaso Ascheri was born in fifteenth-century Italy and cannot die. For centuries, he has searched for the reason why. Why does he survive everything? Tomaso gradually pieced together the logic and reasoning behind his immortality, and learned that it brings with it a few surprising tricks. In modern-day Ireland, hiding under the name Tom Ash, he lives quietly among his books. But he feels it is time to talk.

4x featured | Updates every Saturday Just when Nicola had given up on love, a stranger called Rudra walked into her life, inviting her to join his challenge. Claiming that he could restore her faith in love with just 27 bowls of ice cream, he takes her on a metaphorical journey of love and self-discovery. When each ice cream flavour becomes a lesson in love, Nicola is forced to confront the ghosts of her past whilst trying to uncover Rudra's ulterior motives. But is she ready to trust this man yet, let alone sharing her ice creams and deepest, darkest secrets with a stranger? Love finds you in the most unexpected ways. And so does trouble. Read to find out what happens ahead. Featured by @WattpadChickLitIN @WattpadESL @StoriesUndiscovered & @TeenFiction Cover by @_FionaDickens_

❝The calm in my marrow spoke in muted bursts of fireworks. I was born for explosions and trying to be less.❞ Over the past decade, I've written poems, books, short stories, fanfiction and hundreds of thousands of words, but nothing felt complete. This collection of selected works was meant to be my final offering- the only thing ready for posthumous publication. Blood Orange Periphery includes poems written in the months preceding the end-that-didn't-happen, some of my best teenage scribbles, and journal entries that chronicle the transition from death-planning to recalibrating life.

Follow the journey of two friends whose lives are forever changed after a cosmic event unleashes the forces of both the dead and the divine upon their world. Too young to abandon everything, yet too old to truly hold on, they strive to walk a path in between. Under the watch of the ambiguous guide, Kira, they seek to uncover the secrets of the universe, existence, and the true meaning of life. Join this philosophical adventure to enjoy meaningful writing and thoughtful world building!

Life is like a rollercoaster, it has its ups and downs, but it's your choice whether to scream or enjoy the ride... When life's rollercoaster throws you off track, do you scream, or do you hold on tight? For Ira and Rudraksh, the journey is far from smooth: one suffocating under the weight of failure, the other nursing a heart shattered into pieces. Two strangers caught in life's ugliest turns, where every step forward is a fight against invisible battles. This is not a story of being saved by each other, but of learning to live despite the wreckage, of finding the courage to stand when the ground never stops shaking. But if their paths converge-bringing their emotions and differences-will they find solace in each other, or will those very differences pull them apart? ✨️✨️✨️✨️✨️✨️✨️✨️✨️ GENRES: General Fiction • Literary Fiction • Contemporary • New Adult • Realistic Fiction ⚠️ Disclaimer: This story is a work of imagination, entirely original and fictional. Any resemblance to other works is purely coincidental. Please do not plagiarize, copy, or translate it without the author's (Jambudweep's) written permission. ⚠️ Ownership: All characters, plot, dialogues, poetry, and storyline belong to me, the author. I do not own any images or songs used; they belong to their respective owners. ⚠️ Content Warning: This story contains emotionally heavy and socially sensitive themes. I experience alexithymia, which means I may not always recognize or describe emotions in the usual way. Because of this, I cannot guarantee advance warnings for every scene. Please read at your own discretion and take care of your wellbeing. Thank you for checking out my work!

A new adventure unfolds for the level 0 imagine breaker as he faces against six tragic girls, using wits and words alone. But even without imagine breaker, can his words reach the heart of these tragic maidens? And perhaps, this new world...?

Two super-rich kids grow into young adulthood and struggle with their feelings for one another. She has loved him for quite some time, but he is unsure and needs to figure things out. She is also engineered by her father's company to love someone else, but even though her feelings for this other man may be more intense, she can't quite help being hesitant due to his womanizing. Add to the fact that her father is pushing her into another marriage, (for the good of science) her choices become narrow.