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"A promise is like glass. Once broken, even if you try to piece it back together, the cracks will always show." My name is Allyana. I'm seventeen. I grew up believing promises meant something-until they didn't. Until those words, once filled with hope, shattered like a mirror, cutting deeper each time I tried to pick up the pieces. I am a daughter, an only child, yet I feel like an orphan. I live in a home where lies sit at the dinner table, where silence screams louder than words. I stopped hoping a long time ago. Now, I just survive. But this... this is my story. And maybe, just maybe, someone will finally listen.

A collection of poems and short excerpts from book that will never be written. Into the mind of a human, where a cornucopia of emotions resides.

Alexander DuBois was a kindhearted radio host raised by a strong mother in 1920s New Orleans. His days were filled with jazz, warmth, and quiet healing - until one winter night in the forest changed everything. While hunting near the edge of the woods, Alexander (Alastor) stumbles upon a girl fleeing from the ruins of her home - her world torn apart, her voice nearly silenced. Charlotte, a stranger wrapped in fear and frost, enters his life like a forgotten melody. And from that moment on... nothing stays the same. A tender story of protection, purpose, and a love that echoes across lifetimes.

Ruby May is a tragedy where she shares her childhood past where a very close friend betrays her, she becomes isolated and very untrusting for that childhood friend taught her to do so. She is a very beautiful woman, but beautiful people can't trust anybody for many look at them for their appearance is pleasing, they don't see anything of character, however, because of her beauty, her attitude has grown cold. She is not very loved by her rude character when she moves to get away from her past, but yet a man still takes interest in her. She stays distant continuously waving him off, however, he is persistent with his feelings. She warms up to him and starts to care, but once she tries to share her feelings she finds that there are times when, though at the bottom and you can go nowhere but up, you can stay very still on the scale.

Yeah, it's a bit quick, right? But yes, this is the quick end to young April Turner's life.

One shot story

Oh my gosh oh my gosh oh my gosh. It's a lesbian romcom. THAT CANNOT BE A COINCIDENCE. The two female leads, Megan and Graham, are currently making out on the screen. The room is dark. Violette is sitting next to me. We're sharing a blanket. Oh my gosh oh my gosh my heart is actually going to explode. R.I.P Casey Lockam, died of a heart attack before she could get a girlfriend. Is that how a heart attack works?? I don't know!! Violette schooches closer to me on the couch until we're basically cuddling. Even the cat, Benny, has had enough of this romantic tension, and he leaps away to do cat things. Cat things?? God, I can't think straight. I can hardly focus on the movie; she's so close to me. I can hear her breathing softly. The chip bag lays on the table, forgotten. mostly fluff, maybe some smut if I feel like it def gonna be spicy fluff, makeout scenes and shit, implied sx reader beware!! unless you're like me, very lesbian and very single and very sad so reading random wattpad stories :3 (that's why there's more wlw stuff i'm just more familiar w/ having random crushes on girls LIKE HOW DO U DESCRIBE THAT A GUY IS HOT 'i liked how he didn't wear sweatshirts all the time 💅' no shade tho i wear too many sweatshirts)

She can have him but it's harder for her than all the pain she has been through.

Different stories, same ache

1988 - A Love Story Some people come into your life like fate... others like a promise the universe intends to keep. Sera Hale has always been a quiet storm - soulful, guarded, and aching for something more than this broken world has ever given her. Ethan Quinn is a man shaped by war zones and camera lenses, a former photojournalist who once believed in light - until life taught him how to live without it. When their paths cross, it's more than chance. It's a collision - of past lives, hidden wounds, and a love that neither of them can explain. But fate doesn't play fair. When tragedy separates them in the cruelest way, Sera is left behind... and Ethan disappears. Years later, he returns - older, world-worn, and haunted. But she hasn't aged a day. ✧ A love story torn by time. ✧ A reunion no one could have predicted. ✧ And a truth that could destroy everything - or finally set them free. For those who believe love doesn't fade. It waits.

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Blossom was going to school like she always dose but she heard a alarm when she entered school it was a alarm that when off when the school was in danger she tried to run but it was to late a group of people came on campus and murdered most of the kids.......she now haunts the school........

a sad beautiful tragic story that shows the difficultly of loving someone far away...

just a book of my thoughts and feelings that I turned into poems, hoping this can relate to someone, somewhere out in the world I'm always open to talk as well

It's the end of junior year when Thomas Drake officially met Lucille Brown, nether knew at the time but their worlds where about to be turned. Will the pressure of their respective worlds get to them or is their love strong enough to beat the odds?

When mirror is not enough to reflect emotions, when talks are not enough to convey feelings, a silent poem and a pen and it's creations may help. Edit (April 14, 2020) : This book was previously titled as "Autumn Leaves" *NOTE FOR READERS* Dear readers, thank you very much for reading my works. I appreciate your time and willingness to read my works.☺ Reaching 1K views was like a dream come true and thanks to you guys. A single view, comment and vote of yours make my day. It means a lot. Please guys, vote and comment on my works. A single tap and thoughts of yours can brighten up my day.☺ Please do vote, comment and follow my account. Thank you A huge thanks to @scarla_scorpion for the wonderful cover.

There are things that come crawling in the darkest solitude hours of bleak nights. They crawl under our skin and along our spine that follows the falling apart of worlds. They come alive in our hate, thrive in our screams. They things, do not have names or answers maybe because we do not have words for everything; even if we have answers we cannot bury or bury. But does time help us to erode the darkness of our lives? Things in dark do not erode, they evolve. "Fate, destiny " do I laugh at them or cry?

This story is about a girl who went threw a big change... she was very rich and then everything came crashing down but what happend and how will she cope with the change?

Just wanted to share my life story so here you go if you want any help feel free to send me a message<3

This short story follows the story of how Alison found love after her best friends death