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  • WHAT ABOUT YOU? by riishhhhhhhh
    riishhhhhhhh
    • WpView
      Reads 28
    • WpPart
      Parts 4
    Sometimes all we need is peace and some happiness.
  • Deepest Part of the Ocean by hannahdrilon
    hannahdrilon
    • WpView
      Reads 171
    • WpPart
      Parts 20
    My thoughts are unfiltered like an ocean; some words are unexplainable, and like life, my words come from somewhere. A journey, a lesson, a heartbreak, and everything in between.
  • Our Borrowed Time by Nafeeeyy_
    Nafeeeyy_
    • WpView
      Reads 29
    • WpPart
      Parts 5
    Elara knew two things: she was in love with Kai Winters, and she was running out of time. But when the one person you want to hold onto is the one you're pushing away... how do you say goodbye before you're even gone?
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  • Flowers Bloom by LeafyAndAna
    LeafyAndAna
    • WpView
      Reads 21
    • WpPart
      Parts 1
    This poem is meant for your enjoyment and your relaxation... So sit back, relax and enjoy! ;)
  • A sad Story.  by DodBioRun
    DodBioRun
    • WpView
      Reads 68
    • WpPart
      Parts 1
    It's a short story.
  • Wireless Connection by user44328354
    user44328354
    • WpView
      Reads 4
    • WpPart
      Parts 1
    A robot struggles to understand strange new feelings he gets when encountering a peculiar human who likes his art.
  • [DISCONTINUED] Through the Aftermath by sebby_nalang
    sebby_nalang
    • WpView
      Reads 24
    • WpPart
      Parts 2
    [DISCONTINUED UNTIL FURTHER NOTICE] 'The crisp of yesterday thoughts eventually burrowed inside thy hollow mind.' Disoriented, Arno struggles to find 'paradise.' A lonesome voice from a crystal he previously had found burried-shivering inside its dense shell-repeating the phrases; 'Open one's heart, Guided by the light, Shall reach the welcoming hearth, He who follows the path..' In a decimated world he now walks in, he shall now traverse through the darkest plains of burnt civilizations, through the highest peaks of the mountains of ashes, through the deep waters of oceans and oceans of disappointments, and through the sordid past of the old Arno he used to know.
  • SHIV3R | by Why13mH3r3
    Why13mH3r3
    • WpView
      Reads 23
    • WpPart
      Parts 6
    Our sight is the most perfect and most delightful of all our senses. Do not close your eyes. Damien, a young orphan, is haunted by the ghosts of his painful past-loss, betrayal, and neglect. Struggling with depression and aggression, he feels trapped in a cycle of despair, unable to find peace. His life seems like a never-ending nightmare. Then he meets Alice. Bright and compassionate, she seems like a healing light in Damien's dark world. Her presence brings him a sense of calm, something he's never known. Yet, Damien remains torn. Is he truly healing, or is he simply clinging to her out of desperation? He wonders if relying on a relationship to fix himself will only lead to more pain. As their connection deepens, Damien must face his fears and decide if love can truly save him, or if he must learn to heal on his own before it's too late.
  • The truth by mas2905
    mas2905
    • WpView
      Reads 7
    • WpPart
      Parts 2
    Sayings.
  • the flowers wither by strawberiitea
    strawberiitea
    • WpView
      Reads 14
    • WpPart
      Parts 1
    gonna post the chapters late bc of school :))
  • A Little Story Before Sleep by badkid47
    badkid47
    • WpView
      Reads 606
    • WpPart
      Parts 20
    Before sleep, i want to tell you about my day , and my night. No Frankenstein indeed, so you don't need to be scared.
  • The Echo of When by Fadedpage
    Fadedpage
    • WpView
      Reads 5
    • WpPart
      Parts 2
    They say words spoken into the air eventually fade away. But feelings? Feelings are like echoes-they travel far, they bounce off walls, and sometimes, they come back to you when you least expect them. There was a time when love was seen only with eyes closed-blindly holding on, ignoring the silence, pretending that what wasn't there would eventually appear. We walked the same hallways, breathed the same air, and existed in the same story, yet we lived in completely different times. Life pulled us apart, leading us down separate roads where we could no longer see each other. Years passed like pages turning in a book we thought we had already finished. But what happens when the past decides to whisper your name again? When we finally stood face to face, everything had changed. The distance was still there, heavy and real, but somehow, it had shifted direction. The one who was once waiting has finally moved forward, and the one who was once walking away is now the one left standing still, listening to the sound of what could have been.
  • මතකාශිංසන ( bl , short story ) ප්‍රේමයෙන් අත් හැරුණු පසුවද පළුදු වූ හදවතක්... by _Erik_Demion_
    _Erik_Demion_
    • WpView
      Reads 50
    • WpPart
      Parts 10
    මසා නිම කල හදවතක් වෙනුවෙන් වෙන්දේසියක් තිබේ..! බිත්ති හතරක අදුර මැද්දෙම ලංසු තියෙනා හදවතක් මසා නිම කල තැන්වලින් ලේ වැස්සෙන හදවතක් ලංසුවෙන් පැරදුණු තවත් මසා නිම කල හදවතක් දැක දැකත් අවධි වුණ වේදනාබර හඩක්... නූලෙන් නූල මසා නිම කලත් තවම එහි ඇත ගැහෙනා ප්‍රාණයක් නොදන්නවා ඇති ලංසු කාරයො එහිත් තිබුණා ආලයක්.............................