Starry Histoires

Lost Sock Galaxy is an AU reached only by becoming completely lost With whispers through the curtains of a possible resident. ( Poetry but I plan to use this idea in later writings )

"Hey love, The sky tonight is very starry, it kind of looks like the freckles on your back. They're cute. It's cold, or that's what everyone says, I don't feel it. I know you would be cold." You would be cold You Would be ...cold Fuck.

Kasiana wakes up one day - without memory - stuck in a camp called Nermonic. The people she meets there tell her the truth behind her past and escape the grasps of the camp with the mission of finding out exactly who they are and where they should be.

[ ONE SHOT #3 ] The stars glimmer down on us mortals. Stars that seem to want to get closer but never do, some sort of cowardice preventing them to do so. But, I want you. I want you closer. Close, not looking at me from afar.

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A fantasy world - the dream world, created for no reason, without knowing why.. The dream world is a strange place where many characters live, where you can see good robots, evil demons, or mysterious founders... Hope you enjoyed this "Cause the author is bored and made this weird thing" story <D

How will the kiss in the year 3020!???

Paul Wolfe's life is going nowhere. The black son of a New York art gallery owner, he seems destined to repeat his father's mistakes. Then he meets Cecily, who saves him in every way that a person can be saved. Wattys2015!

The stories of these unknown girls. Whom may be wanting to forget their past lives for their forest life.

{ STARRY NIGHT BOOK 2 - READ BOOK 1 FIRST! } Harry has left Kurtis to slay on his own, leaving Kurtis heartbroken. Until a new love interest arrives in town. His name? Cody Simpson. Will Kurtis move on and fall in love with Cody? Or will he risk everything for Harry, even if he doesn't love him anymore? *DISCLAIMER* This story is just for fun and is not meant to be taken seriously. I mean no ill will to anyone mentioned in the story.

Waking up could never be harder. Thank you to https://www.wattpad.com/user/ztrbls for making the cover!

Twinkle, Twinkle My beautiful Star I was falling, Will you catch me Even I'm so far?

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The past that had kept them living for tomorrow. Starry, was a girl full of dreams, until one day, that accident happened. studying in a highly prestigious school, she manage to enter with a full scholarship, with the help of the school owner. She met the devil that formed her of whom she will be in the future. 😯😯 Read the story if your curious of what will happen.

A collection of tender poems. Here, love, loss, and longing are captured in light, shadow, and shade. Step through windows of quiet stories, where stained glass lines unveil the heart's deepest truths. Through delicate lines and fragments of colour, I hope to frame the feelings that often linger in the spaces in-between. ✨️ This collection is ever-growing, more poems to be added soon... A curated playlist that inspire and accompany these poems Stained Glass Lines Playlist https://music.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLYDMfLBuNwhjhXeC0PDlRkRmKNFudCSsI&si=RlbEBR533nyC85ko

Where simplicity is breathtaking, and complexity is numbness.

Everything had changed forever. I will never see my father again. His body was among the many that we're burned to a crisp. The screams still echo in my ears as my feet crunch against the forest floor. My lungs burned and my throat was drier than the Mohavi dessert but, I knew if I even took a minute for a water break or even for a second a chance to catch my breath the radicals could find and kill me because of my eyes. My beautiful eyes that would slowly started to make others burn in envy, my eyes that could make a Greek god fall on his knees and kiss my feet, my eyes that had killed my parents and everyone else in what once was my safe haven. I'm a starry eyed. Among one of the few that we're chosen by the moon goddess herself to be a host for an ability. An ability controlled by the mere power of ones eye.

There are things even historians doesn't know. -------------- This story is mine. Do not steal. Stealing is a crime. If you committed crime, you are sentenced to jail and be labeled as a criminal. If you found anyone copying this book please immediately inform me. All Rights Reserved. You can contact me here; IG:@cloiepictures IG:@harrybananaking Twitter:@cloietweets Or you can direct message me here on my wattpad account. This story is inspired by; The Da Vinci Code by Dan Brown Angels and Demons by Dan Brown Starry Night (painting) by Vincent Van Gogh Some of the happenings are inspired by the real background of the painting and the painter. I added false information made by my imagination and removed informations I got from the Internet that might be true (some are theories). This is a fictional book. Please respect me and my book.

A kid who has always dreamt of going camping finally got to fulfill her wishes after her birthday!