Realisation Stories

Hello bubbly reader's, I am your author cutepoke...and I am back with another story.... This story is completely different from everyone.... Jay Jay or Jasper Jean mariano is a cheerful sweet girl living in newyork with her father...but due to something she has to transfer back to Phillipines.. Though she is a bright student..she is placed in section E because of her fightings in previous school...she heard from Aries and Angelo that they don't welcome girls in section E due to Ella incident...so she came up with an Idea...she pretends to be a boy in school to join section E...with those 16 ulupongs boys her journey starts... Ofcourse keifer their class president tried to make it difficult for her as she was related to Aries 's family... Kiefer has her mother and father... section E is cheerful...but Deep down everyone hides their secrets...is keifer's family really a normal family...is Angelo just a ceo of Fernandez corp ? Is Jay only a sweet girl or under her disguise something more is hidden? What will happen when everyone will know that Jay is a girl not a boy ...will they accept her ? What will happen to their friendship trio of Jay keifer and yuri ... This story starts with lots of drama ... comedy romance but with dark secrets so want to explore then togather??

"Love that worships, trust that binds, Hearts that speak even in silence. Betrayal lurks where devotion lives, Revenge whispers in the shadows, And mysteries unravel with every heartbeat." FAITH AND FIRE. "Maine humesha se tumhe apnana chaha, lekin tumne apne chahne waalon ke bheed main kabhi mujhe dhunda hi nahi" said Adhrit. "Shiv aur Parvati ke beech doori sirf kasam aur imtihaan ka hissa thi, Humari doori bhi bas waqt ki pehchaan thi, Aur mai humesha se bas tumhare hi talaash main thi" replied Aira. This is a multicouple book where no cheating or toxicity is involved. Dive into the story to know more about them and see love turn into devotion, mysteries unfold and trust turn into betrayal. I hope you'll enjoy reading the book. This is my first work so please forgive me, if there are any errors in the story and always make sure to correct me. Do support, vote and comment if you find the story interesting. For spoilers and updates follow my Instagram id:- @delulu.sri_writes

I never was the type to fit in, Everyone around me was just so different. Different thoughts ran through their minds and they each had their different intentions. Everyone at school seemed to click so well, they all had their cliques and their own group of friends. I only had one friend, Riley, who was always there for me but without her I think I would cease to exist. So what happens when she actually does disappear? My name's Bodhi, and this is my story.

Skye doesn't believe in soulmates - not in the dramatic, movie-montage kind of way. But she does believe in warm brownies, horror movies at midnight, and replying fast to texts (even if you've left her on read for eight hours). She's the girl with too many playlists and even more emotions. A girl with glitter eyeliner, and the kind who eats waffles with Nutella, ends up with it on her nose, and makes strangers smile because she's just that cute. Then there's him - the boy who only texts after 12, stays up with her until 3 a.m. like it's their own secret timezone, and somehow knows exactly how to make her laugh right when she needs it most. But feelings weren't part of the plan. Not when she swore she'd never fall for someone who lives in her notifications. Not when love looked more like a plot twist than a fairytale. But here's the thing about 2:47 a.m. - it's the hour when hearts speak louder, and sometimes, that's exactly when love decides to reply back.

Hello and Namaste whoever stopped by here. Poetry is a beautiful way of communication. It's the remedy of your messy thoughts. This book has got the collection of poems that I used to write during such times. Hope you can find yourself in my words, and relate yourself to the metaphors. Thank you for stopping by. Keep reading.☺😊 Enjoy and keep sharing yours too.

Hey In this Book I write down everything that comes up in my crazy mind. So enjoy

Just when I thought there wasn't room enough for another thought in my head, I had this great idea-- call it a philosophy of life

Thea and Diesel have been best friends since eternity. And she's also been in love with him since eternity. Its a story about love, realisations and growing up. NOT RECOMMENDED FOR THOSE OF YOU WHO ARE BELOW 16. contains mature content and language. Excerpt- I moved my hips to the beat and twerked a little. Dancing was soo fun. A body came and pressed itself to mine but I didn't care. If Diesel could do this, so could I. I turned around and put my hands on the shoulders of the guy, pulling him closer to me.Before anything else could happen, Diesel came. He looked pissed and his jaw was clenched. Was was he pissed? Maybe because I was drunk. I giggled. "Heyyy Diesel" , I said, the previous guy forgotten." Why do you look so angry? " "What are you doing Thea?" He said with darkened eyes and muscles taunt. He was so sexy when he was angry. "Why D, you don't like it? Or maybe you're afraid that you like it too much." I said, now turning around so that my back was touching his chest. "Oh Thea, what you do to me..." He said with a wistful sign. I lean my head to the side, exposing the nape of my neck to him. I wanted him to touch me. But he suddenly became angry. "You're getting your ass beat at home." Add it to your library and give it a try.

Frederick is a little boy with a big deal of clambering to do. At the age of five, he realises that the soft motions of the scrubbing brush in the warm waves of the bathtub can't be reached, not unless he works his way out of the dust -ridden hideout. Most of all, Fred doesn't yet know if his parents and loved ones will accept him or just throw 'her' back in the canyon.

Using words to talk is like using a pencil to draw a picture of itself, on itself. I am just a new writer.. pouring all my thoughts into paper when it gets too much in my head ...Words and thoughts that can be impossible. Confusing. Frustrating ... but there are other ways of understanding. © By anveshaa_03 . All rights reserved.

Jotting Down Something I Learn Everyday. Each Day Brings A New Lesson. Comments & Compliments Are Most Welcomed.

All that glitters is not gold, not all those who wander are lost, the old that is strong does not wither, deep roots are not reached by the frost. _BASED ON A TRUE STORY

[complete] How can someone who is lost in their maze of a mind be able to create wonderful things? The answer is quite simple. Sparks. Tiny sparks that blink into life from the embers of procrastination. Sparks that ignite the fire in me to at least write because that is something I wish to never give up on; sparks that let me ungracefully pour out all that there is into words, and bless me to feel alive again. It's those very sparks that let all these tales bloom into what they are. It's those very sparks that create the maze of me. [A collection of short stories.] P.s - If anyone knows the cover artist pls do dm me!

Hey there , This story is based on how we depend on luck when we do things or how always we curse our luck when something bad happens by saying ' My luck was not so good ' but it actually depends on our deeds . Here also Sidharth (sid) a young man of 22 believes more on luck than actions he assumes so much before he does that thing. how a delivery affects his life ? That is in a positive or negative way? Lets find out....... Started - Completed 1st January 2022 - 2nd June 2022 * All the videos and photos used in the story are taken from the respective social sites

"Since recently, I have been having all those dark memories flowing back in my head as if my dream world was engulfed in a monstrous replay of the days I wanted to forget. I had the notion that something was going to happen soon." But does Min Yoongi love me enough?

I was lost in his eyes. His eyes were concentrated on my eyes. His grip on my hand became tighter. He whispered...I love...I love...I am so in love with.. Oh God Damn finishes your sentence My heart will burst out of excitement Just say I love your friend Jenna Yes Yes Yes.....Wait...What...What he just said He love Jenna My name is not Jenna Fu*k ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- We fall in love...And most of time we fall in love with the people who already fall in for someone else. But still we want them and then cycle gets started of one sided love and heartbreak. Its a story of some Heart broken people in one sided love...Its unrequited love. All rights reserved.

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Blacks holes, voids, universes, stars, galaxies. I don't care. I just want to know what is happening inside his head that changed mine.

The melodies that were forgotten will be sung to revive the lost love ... But Will the forgotten Memories be revived In two tender hearts?