Sweetdream Stories

Edit (Eddie) Sousa didn't expect her intern year to go like this. All because she had a one night stand with a very handsome older, sexy man. Now, not only was she the youngest intern at Seattle Grace, she is also pregnant. But, despite how the baby was conceived she couldn't wait for it to come. Especially with her newly formed village in Meredith, Cristina, Alex, George, and Izzy. Then, things change when she finds out her baby's father is none other than Mark Sloan and things are going to be interesting Mark SloanXOC Season 1-TBD

Here lies all my precious and weird dreams. They're strange but their mine and mine to hold close...

Sweet Dreams is about a girl who can see the demons in her house, but only in her dreams. But the demons slowly come out of her dreams, and into her life.

A collection of new and old Reddit horror stories from r/nosleep with original links. Enjoy! ♥️ = My personal favorites *Follow links at your own risk* All the music in this book is from Myuu on YouTube.

A compilation of spooky one-shots to keep you awake at night.

Short Poem

Meet gangster girl maganda,mayamn,maputi,cold,gangster syempre Bulliying may una syang minahaal pero singyang lang Non ang pag mamahal nya kaya naging cold sya naga amesia kase sya eh kaya ganon . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . ......Meet campus prince gwapo,mayamn,mapute,matngos ang ilong and od course campus prince bullying but what if ma inlove sya sa isang cold girl at isa lang ang minamahal mababago pa nya ba yun

Priya never believed her life could change with a single moment. Between the chaos of everyday struggles and the quiet dreams she kept hidden in her heart, she thought her story would remain ordinary. But fate had other plans. When she crosses paths with someone who seems both familiar and mysterious, her world begins to unfold in ways she never imagined. Love, secrets, and destiny intertwine, pulling her into a journey that blurs the line between reality and dream. Will Priya discover the courage to follow her heart, or will the weight of her past hold her back from the future waiting for her?

[ Asher Angel and Annie Leblanc Fanfiction ] "Well, to be honest, I never get interested in someone." He added, letting out a soft chuckle. "The girl who caught your eyes is lucky." She started, breaking the silence. *** Asher Angel, who made him curious because of his dreams, his continually dreams about this girl with dull brown eyes, rosy cheeks, and glossy lips, who has a genuine and sweet smile. But he needs answers. Does this girl is just a girl in his dreams, or is she real? If she is, does this girl also dream about him? 𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗿𝘁𝗲𝗱: 𝖬𝖺𝗒 𝟦, 𝟤𝟢𝟤𝟢 𝗳𝗶𝗻𝗶𝘀𝗵𝗲𝗱: --

Short story, about a little girl who talk's to ghost.

She always had that about her, that look of otherness, of eyes that see things much too far, and of thoughts that wander off the edge of the world. -Joanne Harris

hey guys i thought of also making a lyric song from basshunter so yeah plz vote and comment thanks ;-)

This is a continuous book of poetry. There will never be a final chapter as long as I can use Wattpad. I will try my best to add one poem a day or two poems every three days. The poems I will share with you will be entirely original and every word written by me.

"El chico de la sonrisa de Glasgow no es un sueño, ni una pesadilla...Solo busca sus recuerdos y aquella persona especial, pues solo ellos podrian borrar aquellas heridas que lo hacian enloquecer" Historia corta

A LGBT fanfiction (gay).This story was made base on my imagination about my crush so....

Snip it: Those are the profound words to describe my horrifying nightmare. I began to run, my feet scurrying across the dark hall. It felt as if I was running for so long that if I stop my heart will beat to its last drum. (Feel free to message me and if you have any ideas for what should be next )

Nicole has been having strange dreams lately. She can't even explain them without seeming crazy. When she is brought from her abusive foster home in Ohio to live with her friend in NYC, will these strange dreams stop? Will they make sense? Will everything become clear? WARNING! May contain: foul language, mild sexual content, violence! No, I do not promote bestiality. There will be no turtlexhuman frickity frack.

In love with illusions

On the edge of a quiet town, where the road curves and the night settles in, an old man sits on a porch and tells stories. He doesn't tell them to crowds. He doesn't tell them for answers. He tells them to the night-and to anyone who happens to wander by. Each story carries something different: something lost, something carried too long, something mistaken for truth, something that refuses to leave. They are not stories meant to fix you. They are stories that sit beside you... until you're ready to hear them. Welcome to the porch. The night is already listening.