Selfidentity Stories

[ A VERY Slow-Burn, Coming-of-Age LGBT+ Love Story about the Messiness of Love and Life ] Jackson Rivera hates Rory Harwood with all his guts. He's has been the scourge of Jackson's summer for years, and he doesn't know why. That is, until he finds Rory's journal and begins reading it. And as he keeps reading, Jackson discovers way more than he bargained for. Hopefully, Rory won't kill him by the time it's over. ~ Jackson Rivera hates summer for three good reasons - three months of social isolation and boredom at his family's summer cottage, three months of dealing with the family who shares the cottage, and three months of the worst person he's ever met: Rory Harwood. Rory has been the scourge of Jackson's summer for years, and, despite his attempted efforts to call a truce, Jackson's ready to break the guy's nose or kill him. That is, until he finds Rory's journal and begins reading it. And as he keeps reading, Jackson discovers way more than he bargained for, setting forth a series of events that'll change not just Jackson and Rory, but everyone around them, forever. Let's just hope that Rory won't kill him by the time it's over. © All Rights Reserved Word Count: ~148,000 ~ *Contains slurs, violence, angst, profanity, and bullying* # 2 self-identity (06/18/22) #4 in bisexual (06/16/22)

Jennifer (Jenna) Anela Hawkins is not just your usual tomboy that you have seen before. She's a great dancer, a very good soccer player who has a beautiful voice and is known to be a quadruple threat to most. This year, she is joining the University of her dreams, (King Arthur University) which offers dance and soccer in Los Angeles. The only problem is that the university only has a soccer team that's only for boys and won't allow girls to join. But what will happen if the boys' team's Capitan joins her dance crew, with whom Jennifer has a lot more in common than she realizes? ~ "By the way, you're a wonderful dancer." "Um. . . thanks." That was the second time this guy complimented me for this weekend alone and we'd only met two days ago. It made me dumbfounded which doesn't happen often whenever anyone gives a compliment. Yet David had and it scares the hell out of me. Until he gives this charming grin, "But I bet that I can do that little dance of yours better than you."

A strange meteor shower appears on March 17, 2025, mesmerizing the world for ninety‑three seconds. One shard breaks apart, releasing a pulse of violet energy that spreads across the planet and subtly alters reality. Gravity falters, light behaves strangely, and mythical "phantoms" begin appearing as echoes of forgotten legends. Humans start developing magical abilities-poets shaping illusions, fishermen influencing tides-signaling a global Awakening. Scientists, religious leaders, and conspiracy theorists scramble for explanations, unaware that the falling light was not a meteor but an ancient seed of creation. Its arrival unlocks a long‑sealed door to the age of myth, allowing old gods to return to the world.

When the crown falters and the land is cursed, Three shall rise One who fights, One who speaks, One who rules. Together they may break the darkness... Or be the reason it devours the kingdom.

How others will understand you when you don't understand us?

Well met, twerps. Name's Azalea Husniria; been through fourteen summers. Princess, many call me to this gorgeous face, and 'jerk' behind my back. Just maybe, I deserve that. Bein' higher up the rung ain't all bless, I tell ya. Believe it or not, my mom, the ruthless Lady Mirani, had been nurturin' deep spite against the 'primary' Husnirid line--that of Dad's first wife--and sadly, that spite had spilled over to how Mom's brought me up: often abrasively. On the flip side, three-quarters of this Vikrish Peninsula answer to my House, the Husnirids; but there are chinks in every armor, and for me, it's my mom's simmering spite. Unless, somehow, she can reform herself. Fast.

This is my first story. I made for people who "don't fit" into societies harsh standards. This book is made to see how others can relate to me and how I see the deeper meanings of society and how different some are treated from others just for how they present themselves.

Finding yourself. Your identity. It's so freaking hard. Erin, Clarke, Sawyer and Riley are all in a story about love, heartbreak, and a whole lot of queerness at every turn. Yay! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Certain chapters will be in different styles, including scipts for future adaptations, first-person to third-person pov's, change of future/past tense, etc.

Mara Jane Curtis was sorted into the wrong house. Her whole family- one sister, one brother, and both parents were all in the same house- all except her. Mara struggles with her self identity and a family that she's no longer on speaking terms with.

Ae-rin has always been the heartless and loveless sort. A girl who is cold hearted and simply enjoys being herself. Love is something she disgusts after an incident which took place many many years back. she and her sister move to USA from South Korea and she has to get settled with her new life. She finds how different life is and meets a girl named Dyanne who has the complete opposite view on the world from her. Indulge in the story of the two, a seductive player and a cold hearted person who hates even the mere thought of love, and see how their relationship develops.

Astrid has always loved her brothers, Loki and Thor. They were her best friends and probably the only friends she'll ever get in life. Her powers haven't started to show themselves yet, and people are embarrassed to be seen with the princess who has no powers. The powerless princess. But all of that is about to change when Thor is cast out of Asgard, making Astrid lose one of her best friends. Only Loki is left to console her, but soon Loki will make his own agenda, leaving the kingdom in chaos. Will Astrid be able to save her kingdom without powers? But the better question is... will Astrid be able to save her family from falling apart? *This will go through all the Thor and Avenger movies, so there will be parts*

The stories of my childhood. The stories of my continuously changing self. The stories of me. These are the stories that tell about what my life has been like, and show how I am changing over time. This is a collection of vignettes that showcase my memories and my personality. After all, I'm just a different shade of beige. (Inspired by The House On Mango Street by Sandra Cisneros)

Cover art done by Instagram user middfoxx Keeping secrets and resorting to stealing hoodies for comfort, Izuku tries to cope with his mom's recent death. Aizawa tries to get Izuku to take certain hoodies off to wash and every time it's a new hoodie. Consfused on how he keeps getting them, he confronts Izuku about washing that months hoodie again but in front of the class. Who know a harmless interaction could turn into the whole class getting involved. Read how the classes concern earns them shocking information and leads certain boys to get closer to Izuku, inspiring new relationships and deeper friendships.

𝘿𝙖𝙣 𝙃𝙚𝙣𝙜, 𝙖 𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙚𝙧𝙫𝙚𝙙 𝙢𝙚𝙢𝙗𝙚𝙧 𝙤𝙛 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝘼𝙨𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙡 𝙀𝙭𝙥𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙨 𝙘𝙧𝙚𝙬, 𝙪𝙣𝙘𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙨 𝙖𝙣 𝙖𝙣𝙘𝙞𝙚𝙣𝙩 𝙖𝙧𝙩𝙞𝙛𝙖𝙘𝙩 𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙠𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙢𝙮𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙞𝙤𝙪𝙨 𝙥𝙖𝙨𝙩. 𝘼𝙨 𝙝𝙚 𝙚𝙭𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙣𝙘𝙚𝙨 𝙫𝙞𝙫𝙞𝙙 𝙛𝙡𝙖𝙨𝙝𝙗𝙖𝙘𝙠𝙨, 𝙝𝙚 𝙡𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙨 𝙤𝙛 𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙣𝙚𝙘𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣 𝙩𝙤 𝙖 𝙨𝙝𝙖𝙙𝙤𝙬𝙮 𝙤𝙧𝙜𝙖𝙣𝙞𝙯𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙖 𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙜𝙤𝙩𝙩𝙚𝙣 𝙬𝙖𝙧. 𝙒𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙚𝙣𝙚𝙢𝙞𝙚𝙨 𝙝𝙪𝙣𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙝𝙞𝙢 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙖𝙧𝙩𝙞𝙛𝙖𝙘𝙩'𝙨 𝙥𝙤𝙬𝙚𝙧, 𝘿𝙖𝙣 𝙃𝙚𝙣𝙜 𝙢𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙛𝙧𝙤𝙣𝙩 𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙙𝙖𝙧𝙠 𝙝𝙞𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙮 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙛𝙞𝙣𝙙 𝙖 𝙬𝙖𝙮 𝙩𝙤 𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙥 𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙨𝙚 𝙨𝙚𝙚𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙩𝙧𝙤𝙡, 𝙬𝙝𝙞𝙡𝙚 𝙧𝙚𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙘𝙞𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙬𝙝𝙤 𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙬𝙝𝙤 𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙩𝙨 𝙩𝙤 𝙗𝙚.

Finding Me - This story is a tale of a girl born and brought up in small town and her journey in finding herself through many life stages and also being the best daughter,friend and a human being that she always imagined that she can be. Let us discover what she goes through.

"Dead," the boy utters. He looks at him in surprise, as does the rest of the team. The child's voice was somewhat scratchy. "Friends. Dead friends." Hearing this they had realized that he must have seen all of the children die from the experimentation. But the thought that crosses their mind is him. Why him? Why did this boy survive? But they knew that they had a responsibility to him. They found him, they could not just abandon the boy in his time of need. He deserved a better life. He will make this little boy's life better. "Tell me kid, do you have a name?" Or; Kusuo Saiki is transmigrated into BNHA with few memories of his previous life (for the plot). Shenanigans ensue. #5 IN SELF-IDENTITY

When a man becomes lost in the endless lives he can imagine, his mind begins to unravel. Every day, he slips into new identities-becoming people he's never met, in worlds he's never lived. At first, it's a curious escape. But as the lines blur, and the world bends around him, he starts to wonder: can he still remember who he was, when he's become everything and everyone? Journey with him through fractured realities, as the burden of too much knowing erodes his sense of self. In a world where every life is lived, and none can be claimed as his own, the question remains: is it possible to find oneself in a world of infinite possibilities?

"His name is ... " or her name is. "The name is Ethan Bank" I said, then everyone stared at me as if I am in an interrogation room. "I came from the States, and I only speak a little Filipino." Then the next lines were the typical nice to meet yous and 'about myself' talk. It's irony, I talk about myself, but the truth is I don't know myself. I took very few deep breaths. "Kuya ang dami mo naman huminga!" someone shouted at the back. "And I can understand Filipino, too." I said. "Oh and one last thing, I have arrhythmia, and doctors said that my heart is weak. So breathing is my control with the rhythm of my heart." They all look shocked. I got back into my seat I sighed.

I own none of the songs And none of the quotes But please enjoy something that can relate to what's out there. It's in store for all of us. Be careful.

A vision of the world through my eyes. I hope this finds you all well. I write on topics of self-identity and the issues concerning the world around me in this collection. As time goes I will continue to add more.