Resent Stories

'You'd like to think you are sure of yourself. You know who you are, what you like, your interests and your dislikes. Your identity is more than just what it says it is. It's your token to life and acceptance in some cases. And then that's taken away from you too." When Hannah is abducted one day walking home from school her whole life changes. Everything she once knew disappeared and she lives a lie for people who can easily dispose of her if they wanted to. An unusual interest takes over though and her tangled web of lies starts to fade and become a mess. She says she doesn't have a choice. Do any of us have a choice?

This is the beginning to a story of mine and I'd like feedback before I start the next upload.

Continue of SAVE ME -Ryu

Maybe you can’t see me, but worry not my friend I will find you. I am you, the darker you... I urge you to do the unthinkable, feeding on the negative emotions that are expressed out to others. I am... Dantius Shadow, here to show the dark side of us humans...

Symbolism. That's really it.

When you're trying to find out a way through life, a look is all that takes. This is a short [maybe ;)] collection of poetry. To anyone that is going through a life that seems more than it must be or to those who want to support people that need it right away.... Live happy. It's the best way to prevent the fight life lays for us.

Lies are told, feelings are felt and the clock ticks on, time untold. My oldest poetry collection to date with two new poems 'venom' and 'critic'. image is not my own

The story of Prudence Mumbleton, the estranged daughter of Daniel Mumbleton and Kinsela Wordkin.

poems from within. ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ:⠀ *⋆.*:･ﾟ .: ⋆*･ﾟ: .⋆ Note: my poem styles vary a lot, so some may rhyme and others no. Feel free to skip those you don't like. The poems aren't sequels to each other. There might be spoken word and such. Some poems are lowercase intended, others are not. The poems are me. It took a tremendous amount of courage to publish these, so thank you to those who have encouraged me, and please think about what you comment, if someone does happen to read this shat. And just remember: I love you. ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ:⠀ *⋆.*:･ﾟ .: ⋆*･ﾟ: .⋆ started: july 30th, 2020 ended: april 5th, 2021

Alexis Tey doesn't lead such a normal teen life. No, she's not a vampire, nor is she a mega pop-star. Alex is blind and absolutely hates Christmas. Will moving away from past memories erase this hatred, or will it make it worse?

Been there. Done that. All that passes deep in my thought, I'll write here as I drown and lost.

The Second year, transitioning into the third~ Dramione fanfic<3

A story of two orphans trying, and failing to make love stay. Troy Jones sucks. He really does. Some say he's a wild-child, but really he's just a cocky asshole. He also has a tendency to fuck up the best things in his life. Especially when it comes to adorably shy cuties. Jay Shakur is a pansy. Okay he's not. He's just nice to a fault. He's way to much of a pushover and never stays away from what he knows is bad for him. Especially when it come to seductively hot-tempered hunks.

A short poem