Tangents storie

Ragnhild Eilifsdotter is a Huldrekin, people related to the trolls of Norway, but more human-like. The men kept the people living under hill for centuries, so as soon as they were let out she moved to Seattle to experience some freedom. Unfortunately even the New World has rules and Ragnhild has to do a favor for a troll, always a tricky prospect.

500-word story for the July 19, 2024 weekend write-in prompt - tangent

More flash fiction from the Weekend Write-In.

A thing of tangents, or simply random things where I give myself a word or phrase and scrawl possibilities from it or what it is, perhaps a detailed description There could be some theories or maybe some questions. I don't know

My name is Brook. I'm 21 and I do not have a guy ... Sad, but true. Who, what guy would have fallen in love with a nosy nose in his own affairs, an inquisitive, somewhat mischievous journalist? Well, life. But ..., every monster will find its amateur one day, even me ... Wait a moment longer to click on this BIG READ button, because in the end you will not find out how I find my prince on a white horse and prove it to Brooks Stars and my two friends, Kiśce and Em, that I, Brook, find my guy! !!!!!!!!!!!!

A collection of thought tangents, a sort of Ted Talks presented to a blank piece of paper if you will. I don't know man, I'm just writing sh*t.

My Second Rants book!

yeah no go away I literally just made this bc I have no way of sharing pictures

True story. My true story. I'm still a high-schooler, and it may seem ridiculous for me to write a love story. But this isn't a regular romance, it's a story of platonic love. This is about a genius little girl and a boy who yearned to prove his intelligence. Throughout elementary school, every other subject would be drowned out beneath the rustle of sticky notes covered in numbers. I taught, he learned. All the way up to calculus. His eyes were so sparkly, such ambition. I was a poison to him, and he was an anchor that kept me grounded in a small town. So I cut him off, cold turkey. I never told him I'm sorry, so accept this story as my apology if you ever see it, Asher. I made a choice to leave you behind in a small town, and now I'm at the number one high school in the country. But it feels wrong; you should be here with me. Now, numbers hurt. Some couples have a song, or a movie. We had math. Note: chapters will be a bit out of order for a bit, sorry about that

So this is really a thing where i go on tangent about something stupid and post update feeds, cuz like I'm one of them ppl that triggered when i see 50 billion 'ANS' 'Q&A' UPDATES' etc. so in other words this i where i shit post... i have a sad life................

At the age of five, Laetitia Marano discovered that she is suffering from a very rare allergy that changed her life forever. Her allergy is also the reason why she lost her parents-- well that's what she thought. But despite of living without her parents and having a rare allergy, she managed to live a normal life. But what will happen if she meets someone who also suffers from a rare illness? Someone who will make her realize that living with regrets is not living at all. Someone who will prove that tangent love is indeed the worst.

Imogen Willow Huntford was raise in the quite suburbs by her lonely father and his distraught servants. She's not poor but she isn't rich either. She lives.......comfortably. That is until everything is flipped. Naturally Imogen doesn't adapt well to her fathers murder, her servants quitting, and the government ceasing her home. At all. But she'll make due, right? Wrong. As she attempts to find her mother she uncovers many secrets from her past. Starting with the fact she isn't human. Casual story right? Wrong. She has no powers, refuses her destiny, and even attempts suicide after learning these secrets. As they all unravel will Imogen catch the flittering threads of secrets or suffocate in them entirely?

Between two worlds, there are tangent lovers. Are you willing to leave your life behind to be with your loved one? Notes: - English is NOT my first language so pardon the grammatical errors.

The girl stared out the window and sighed and what followed was much longer that the sigh that had escaped her lips. Turbulent thoughts came rushing out and the girl was strung along with the waves and swept out to sea. The sea was her head and the waves were her thoughts.

I go off on a LOT of tangents in real life, so here's a place where you can read them!!