Spilling Stories

Once upon a time Savannah loved a young man. But, pressure to break up and life pulled them apart. Now, six years later Savannah is forced to interact with her ex and love of her life, musician Graham Pierce, for the sake of her best friend Lucy who is getting married. Will Savannah be able to convince Graham to give her a second chance?

Seventeen had awoken trapped in an abandoned building, a collar attached to their necks and everyone's memories are fuzzy. "It's like they say, it's kill or be killed." "-and you believe what that lunatic has to say?" "Atleast I tried saving them." A suspense tale that involves the Seventeen members caught in a situation where their desperation and desire are revealed. ----------- OT13 fanfiction involving the Seventeen members. This book will contain fighting, blood, suicidal thoughts, revenge and betrayal. Read at your own expense. I don't promise anything good happening to your biases. Book 1 of the series "Idol Hunt". Inspired by : Danganronpa, Zero Time Dilemma, Hunger Games and Kamisama No Iutoori. ---------- Idol Hunt is a 4 book series. Book 1 -Seventeen Book 2 - BTS Book 3 - ??? (Will ask for a vote. ) Book 4 - Epilogue

words that drizzles, falls, and showers like raindrops through me but doesn't fall visibly.

Rants so interesting you won't be able to not spill the tea ?? from two best friends ?

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This is the 2nd instalment of When Daisies and Thunderstorms Collide. ~Dedicated to the ones I've loved before~ (Can be read as a standalone)

In which a sensitive, protective boy falls for a shy mute purple-haired girl. ----------------- http://www.lulu.com/shop/isabel-scheck/the-girl-with-the-purple-hair/paperback/product-23565528.html Self-published on Lulu 💜💜💜

"The poem is a little myth of man's capacity to make life meaningful." - Robert Penn Warren

"Oh little siren, charmer of the seas with voices of elegance sailers, you please the scepter of beautiful songs you shall wield listening to your euphony my heart bleeds. Such is the carnage in your melody that even in death I shall whisper your lullaby..." "My beads of thought were scattered so I made a bouquet of rhymes smell the flowers and allow me to tell you tales older than time" -----Silver_Driftwood This book is the shore of my sea of drifting emotions and ideas and on its sand shining like silver strewn across my thoughts shall land. ***

Maybe, just maybe coffeeshops brew something more other than coffee. And that something more is....love. One doesn't meet their other half always romantically it can be bumping them in most unexpected place like a coffeeshop. This is the entry for the ongoing chick lit contest. #Coffeeshopsbrewstories.

A collection of midnight writings and morning poetry.

A compilation of random and midnight thoughts, along with realizations, life lessons, experiences, drama, and unspoken feelings.

Basically me just ranting about my life. It's called dark thoughts though because these are things I need to remember but don't want to and spent a long time burying. But the thing is it's a part of me and yeah I need to let them go, but I still need to remember them as they made me stronger.

𝐰𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐬; 𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐬 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐲𝐫𝐞𝐝