Roam Stories

This wasn't how he thought his life would go. It was only one Halloween party; one of the only times he could truly be himself and not be judged by the humans. But why, just why, did that human have to find him attractive? All he'd ever wanted was a simple life. He just wanted to be free. But if that was the case, then why was he slowly returning the human's advances? He had to get out before he fell in too deep. He had to.

Realizing that where you're meant to be is where you've always been.

My third collection of poems about death, sin, leaving, unhappiness, etc. I hope everyone likes these as much as the other two collections.

Mary, Kate, and Mike seem like ordinary kids, but when they find out they're living in a world of magic they find out they can shape into eagles robins and many other types of birds .They start finding creatures they never thought existed and their lives changes forever.

"Welcome back Haneul, did you miss us?" highkey poorly written, expect grammar and spelling errors.

she asked me what I was, and what I wasn't. I couldn't answer. I'm different now, and that's the only thing I know to be true.

--- The Cursed Shadow In a world where darkness is alive, one boy must face the nightmare that stalks him. After losing his family to a mysterious force, Alex discovers a malevolent curse that twists shadows into deadly creatures and corrupts the innocent. Haunted by ghosts, hunted by demons, and pursued by a shadow that feeds on fear itself, Alex must uncover the truth behind his family's past and embrace powers he never knew he had. Every step brings him closer to the heart of darkness-and closer to losing himself. Can he survive the cursed shadow, or will he become its next victim? Dark, intense, and relentless, "The Cursed Shadow" is a journey through fear, revenge, and the thin line between humanity and monstrosity.

This is a poem about being trapped inside your own room due to circumstances

One scholarship. One girl. ******************************* Imagine getting a scholarship one day out of nowhere to go to one of the most prestigious schools in the northern hemisphere. But everything comes with a price, that payment would be for 16 year old Addison King to enroll in Conrail Academy and be the school's board's personal lab rat. Receiving the first scholarship ever to a private high school meant for the rich would only cause Addison trouble, but with a hefty bargaining fee and a poor family, she couldn't say no. What could go wrong? Maybe everything, but in between all the drama and stuck up students could there be a romantic story?

a story about foxes fighting to survive in the wild areas that they live in. they're foxes bunched up together, always ready to fight. [Kind of Like The Warriors Cats Series]

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🖤 poetry Original poems adding every so often hi :) Just lingering thoughts escaping through words Picture source: Pinterest Xoxo, Dhenzo

A poem about a drifter.

Here lies the words,phrases,emotions, and memories of the ones who once walked the earth, I walk the shadows, I roam the dark, in sadness I wake, but I still have a heart. -Unknown

She has been lost for so many years, her soul has been shattered into millions of pieces and now she needs to be free. She needs her heart to be set free and her soul to leave the Earth forever. Only one person can save her. Only one person can help set her free from the curse of loving a black heart. The witch. Danielle. Cover ain't that great. Amateur photoshop and not ashamed to say it!

After 10 years in a relationship, Lindsey breaks up with her loving boyfriend, Chris. After a year, Chris who is still devastated receives an anonymous love letter. Chris is convinced it's from Lindsey but his best friend, Danny, isn't so fond with the idea. Together, they go on an adventure that will lead them to discover Lindsey's whereabouts and the true essence of the message in the bottle.

You can't see me in the dark. You see my shadow by day. In the night I go out. Light reflects on me. When you see me don't shout. You don't see what you can see. We're not dead nor we're alive. We're not evil nor we're good. But don't be deceived by what we act. We may stab you from behind your back. We're the creatures of the dusk. The same way with dawn. We appear when you ask. To you we are drawn.