Sadbeautifultragic Stories

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.

Ambrose is the star of this story. We follow his sad journey of love and heartbreak as he goes through the steps of grief, and recalls the beginning of his tragic tale. (High School Version)

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

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.

"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.

*** Love story about two young teen going through a lot, but then they find eachother! Schools bad boy and the towns player Logan takes a notice to Beatrice.. The towns... Well no one and schools unpopular popular girl. Both of them hold secrets. Bothe of them hold pain. Both of them hold Love. Enjoy my short book! It's a quick read but still really good! *** She had always stayed away. Not wanting to hurt herself more. But then he came. And she believed him. But they both were broken. And when you kiss shattered glass Your lips bleed. And her lips were red with blood. And his cheeks were stained with Invisible tears. As they both Tried To Fill The Gap In their hearts. *** When I said I'd take a bullet for you, I didn't expect you to be the one Who pulled the trigger. But then again you pulled the trigger twice.

In the depths of the soul, a sorrow echoes through eternity. This haunting collection of poems is a lament of longing, a soul's cry for connection.

❝ 𝘪𝘯 𝘥𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘮𝘴, 𝘪 𝘮𝘦𝘦𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘪𝘯 𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘮 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯. 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘸𝘦 𝘣𝘰𝘵𝘩 𝘸𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘮𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘺 𝘣𝘦𝘥𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘥𝘪𝘧𝘧𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘤𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘦𝘴 ❞ OR in which a paralegal pines after the one person she can't have with only one question in her mind. will the reality live up to the fantasy? or will his commitment to his job drive her out of manhattan for good?

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)

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?

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

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

In a land cracked by drought and silence, Vessa carries a wound time refused to heal. When the one who betrayed her returns, broken and unspoken, she must choose between the weight of memory and something far more dangerous: mercy. Some stories don't end. They transform.

Ok so these are quotes and poems that I wrote this year and some from last year. Not all are about me, some are about what my mom has been through, or my friends. And some are feelings that I would like to experience some day with the one person I care and love. please like and comment if you like them. :3 Ps. I'm not that good so I understand if you guys don't like them.

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.

(UNEDITED) What's past is past. But that doesn't mean that I can't make you my future.

Book of some quotes I've heard throughout the years

Sa una akala mo happy na ang lahat sa inyo, walang kontra-bida sa relasyon niyo dahil alam niyong hindi nito kayang tibagin ang inyong pagsasama kung baga nakatali na kayo para sa isa't-isa. Pero.... paano kung siya mismo ang kumawala sa tali niyong dalawa na magpapalaya ng walang anumang dahilan? Kakayanin mo ba ang mawala siya?.