Tearing Stories

Ass and all

"Let's find a way out." Iris Nemura isn't sure way to think when she wakes up in a world she doesn't recognize. And then she meets Vi, the demon of Gluttony. Vi is most definitely someone not to trust. After all, she's a demon. But when she says that she can help, Iris knows that she has to take her up on the offer. Unfortunately, that means she has to make a contract. Seven days to escape. Six days until the feast. Five demons wanting to hunt. Four others to save. Three times Vi can help. Two vessels to be found. One terrified girl.

Coming Soon. "You have to, or you'll never see your family again." "Are you threatening my family?" "No. I'm threatening you."

Just need a vent, I've got so many good idea's for love poems but... well... read?

Pagsulat mula sa pusong may sugat.

WIP!! Just a highschool love story anddddd self insert.. bc why not?

The words that were said. Will forever be engraved In my skin, in my heart Serving as a reminder for the betrayal For being not good enough. So....... it's a new book, yay \(○▪○)/ It's a short story, so it's gonna be very short hence the name, anyways, Hpoe you'll like it😉😉 Enjoy, 김 기라 💜💜

A simple poem that shows how the world tears you apart and breaks you down in the cruelest ways possible.

1. Lila hates Aariz... or does she? Sparks fly in their playful high school battle. 2. New school. Teasing boy. Too many stolen glances. Trouble begins. 3. Aariz teases, Lila fights back... and somehow their hearts get involved. 4. Enemies at first sight, but some sparks can't be ignored. 5. High school just got complicated-with Aariz around.

Amara Winberg was always labeled as the Rich Rebellious Student,but after a fail of a prank. Deciding everyone has been feed up with her. they expel her and now Amara has to learn to fit in with new surroundings and a guy who wants to win her heart.

Here is the truth written in fantasy, and by that it's really secrets of mine, and maybe people's I'm not supposed to know, written between the lines. So really this whole thing is about "Hiding In the Rain" as I put it. "Hide with me, You already do."

I feel okay, until I’m alone. That’s when these voices in my head come and even them I’m not alone. But I’m alone with the monsters in my head. And that scares me. But we’re all just suicidal kids telling other suicidal kids that suicide isn’t the answer.

Here's a little poem I made. I would absolutely love comments, so please do. Disclaimer: I did not create the photo that made this cover

A girl that suffered from family problems, harassment and insecurityand a rare angel adopted him