Romance-ish Stories

Der Unterricht war vorbei und alle anderen Schüler stürmten aus dem Klassenzimmer. Alle außer mir. Ich packte langsam meine Sachen zusammen, sogar meine Freundin war schon gegangen. Ich hatte gedacht, dass wir uns gut verstehen würden, aber in den letzten Monaten hatte sich alles verändert. Ich stand auf und ging mit meinen Matheblättern in der Hand nach vorne. Ich blickte auf, und warme, blau-graue Augen begegneten meinen. Langsam umspielte ein Lächeln seine Lippen. „Ähm, ich hab da eine Frage ...", sagte ich, so wie immer. Ich glaube, er wusste, was es wirklich bedeutete. „Natürlich. Wie kann ich dir helfen?" Ich trat einen Schritt näher, und das Einzige, worauf ich mich konzentrieren konnte, war, wie warm er war. Stell dir vor, du verliebst dich zum ersten Mal. Und dann ist es ausgerechnet dein Mathelehrer, der einfach ein bisschen zu nett zu dir war und dich immer wieder darüber nachdenken ließ, ob er vielleicht dasselbe empfand. Eine Menge Spannung, eine Menge Tränen und eine Menge wunderschöner Momente zwischen euch. Und alles begann mit einem kleinen: „Könntest du mir bei dieser Gleichung helfen?" Ein Roman über die erste Liebe, darüber, sich in jemanden zu verlieben, in den man sich niemals hätte verlieben sollen - und über das Gefühl, zum ersten Mal wirklich für jemanden zu empfinden.

I was bored and wanted to write something and this is my creation hope you like it

Hiroki Yoshihara is a student who just got accepted into the prestigious Hazami Academy. However, when he arrives at his dorm, things aren't what he expected... memories lost and feelings forgotten, what's going on?!

Giovie is going to start middle school and she's wondering about EVERYTHING. She has two best friends, Margot and Gracie. Margot is a demon and Grace can see demons. They don't see demons like Giovie does, She's SOMETHING ELSE. And she finds SOMETHING ELSE. She also dances to get her feelings out. Authors note: If you remember the old girl in the woods then well I'm re starting it cause it wasn't going anywhere. I liked it, but it was rushing too much. So I decided to start it from where I am now in real life. I'm going into middle school. So will Margot and Grace.

Eine bundgemischte Sammlung an Kurzgeschichten. Von poetischen Texten, über romantischen bis hin zu tiefgründigeren.

Der Sommer steht vor der Tür, genau so allerdings auch die Ferien die Chloe aber voraussichtlich alleine verbringe muss da ihr Freund im Urlaub, ihre beste Freundin im Lerncamp... deshalb entschließt die sich dazu einen Ferienjob anzunehmen bei dem aber nicht immer alles glatt läuft...

I feel like I and many people forget I can write properly so I'm just going dump all my poetic pretty writing here so I can feel less ashamed when my family asks my why I don't write anymore and I have to hastily explain I do I just don't share anymore.

In a world where PAs aren't personal assistants or public announcements. Lena, a lone orphan found by and housed by the corrupt government, started training to be a professional assassin at age 10. 6 years have passed by, and is by far the best PA they have ever seen, killing at least 10 people a month. Legal age for a PA is 21, but she shown that she could deal with it at her age. When a new boss comes in, her early career is in jeopardy. To prove her self worthy, she has to "take care of" the most dangerous outlaw in the country, who happens to be underage. What happens when Lena gains a new weakness?

Random code names for random people

some girls turn into toddlers and the boys are going to looking after them!

The Journey of a wolf as it navigates life from infancy to adulthood. showcasing the struggles of a wolf as it grows, hunts, mates, leads, fails and fights to survive

Wattpad is asking for a description... Honestly it's crazy mad and very interesting. I cannot explain the madness that I wrote. So enter at your own peril PG everyone but rules are meant to be broken, it may traumatize you and there may or may not be swearing. Enjoyyyy

A bit of a drama/farce/adventure, in the old west, with a hungry reporter, a lone Pinkerton Agent, a feisty woman, and a cast yet to be defined. The saying goes, you have to break eggs to make an omelette, and the gangs in this western make that job look easy.

Bronze man ran and rushed through the rain. Blood drenched hands and cries of pain. Pleads of release and more blood spilled. Sounds of silence and moments chilled. ...

Newt and Jake had escaped WICKED with the rest of their group, but soon got separated, being chased by cranks. Jake getting shot, close to the heart, and Newt almost getting bit by a crank along with other wounds, were captured by WICKED. Now they have to escape once more, by themselves and survive the scorch. Written with a friend. I do not own Newt or any of the Maze Runner characters. I do own Jake Red though.

Picture this: You shut your eyes to fall asleep and dream peacefully off Jannah (Heaven). But instead, all you dream off is seagulls, seagulls constantly tapping and making irritating sounds on your window. In annoyance you force the covers off you and go to your window to see what the noise was. It wasn't a seagull or seagulls Instead it was paper planes, paper planes constantly tapping at your window. And again. And again. And again. You look up to see where they were coming from, and saw the new guy next door throwing planes at you. Immediately you blush and look away. Stupid red cheeks. X spiritual/humour/romance/teen fiction (hehe that's a lot) Sorry I suck at descriptions, but give this story a chance just because you people are awesome. Big thanks to @TheVoidXlyaMaximoff for making the cover

y/n= your name e/c= eye color f/c= favorite color t/t= traumatic time hello this is my first markiplier x reader I'm so excited about this hope you like this....my freind once gave me advice to do this and so....I'm going to do this now *ahem*..... y/n has been living alone she is 21 years old, her parents are deceased she doesn't have any siblings her parents died of a criminal he didn't know she was there though when she came to check on her parents they were dead no color in there eyes that was when she was five years old, right now she has a job it's called......*drum roll* YouTube....she's a youtuber now and her life is great.....will it be not so great in the future? or will it get even better? you'll have to find out....before something happens.....maybe.....