Theforgotten Stories

After the death of Clarrisa, the truth about this family unfolded. Dark and bright. But with these dark truths unfolding, and the person to explain them gone, things are turning wrong. Elijah and Ethan want revenge on Clarrisa's death. The witches are trying to find out the power that was released from Clarrisa at her death and her outbreak in Forks. The other part of the family including Marcel is busy unfolding these secrets. Cause every picture that was drawn and every word that was written had a motive. What was your motive, Clary? -Daisy Acanthus Mikaelson

"Upupupupupu~ What is this? I have people to take care off." "This (y/n) interests me.. the Ultimate (y/t)? Wonderful." ~ She is The Forgotten, and now is the Mastermind in this crooked game of Punishment.

Prequel to The Forgotten! To remember is to live again, and Naomi Rae Harper definitely wants to be remembered. She isn't sure how, though, and her controlling aunt and life at school aren't making it any easier. Will Naomi find a way to properly live? To never be Forgotten? Or will she be pulled down as she tries? (literally just naomi's backstory for those who wanted it!)

Wrive Tacking and his friends aren't exactly what you'd call "normal". For instance, most people don't spend their time running from crazy industries that would love to lock them to large machines and experiment on them. ( A.K.A Ultra Tech. ) "Normal" people don't struggle to put together the pieces to puzzles that, once completed, are secrets. But Wrive and the others don't care that they're not "normal". They're too busy trying to figure out a massive secret involving Ultra Tech, a secret room, and a whole bunch of other confusing things. But can they get everything sorted out before Ultra Tech captures them again, or worse?

WhinterBroke. A town in a place long ago long forgotten. There lies a place called Flaskar, A group of 4 people a "family" but not related at all. Flaskar is a group of companions that call themselves hunters. Alisa, Jax, Duncan, and Rachel. They share a small secret they are all werewolves. Jack being a 18 year old male has heard tales, tales about Flaskar and now He's their newest member. Jack being love struck with Alisa a 18 year old female. Will they fall in love with each other or will the Silver Hand a group of Werewolf hunters say something about it?

We are looking for evocative poems/stories based on real people who have been victimised and silenced by genocide around the world. The pieces must be written like diary entries. This book is a tribute to Anne Frank. Read thoroughly and follow the instructions before sending us your work. We look forward to reading everything. Let's raise our pens against fascism and bigotry.

Only his parents knew the truth behind the boy who will soon be set free - p.s sorry guys it's not that good, it's my first one! Plz message me an tell me how u liked it tho!!

This is my words, heart, life, and journey, written just for you. P.S. Please don't break or tear it because this is all I have. Truly Yours, Kaza Maya *STORIES written to POEMS* *Photo Cover/Background is not owned by the author. PLAGIARISM IS A CRIME English-Tagalog Poems KazaMaya™ © 2016

Teenage high school girl Emma Chapman has a normal life, she has good grades and kind friends. Until one morning her life changes... her social media is gone and even worse... her own mom can't recognise her! What could possibly be worse? Well you'll have to read to find out...

A texting story between four teenagers. The Forgotten is here.

when the weak no longer become weak and chose their own way of living. Elyra a girl whose life changes just by a small encounter, now has her life turned upsidedown but even with that she is determined to win and to protect the ones she loves. Will she be able to do it? Will her life ever be the same?

When a 16 year old girl becomes involved in a terrible car accident, what will it take to save her brother? Love, drama and action, this book has it all!

The inexcusable way people who aren't tested and die from CoViD-19 and therefore aren't accounted for in the statistics, is heart wrenching, cold, calculating. Meanwhile the healthcare officials display their wrought numbers to show us the flattening of the curve has set in. The question should be asked here what we know? Do we really know where the virus is when we don't test? I think we can all answer that question, we simply don't know? Until the testing is truly ramped up, there's only one number to look at which conveys the true cost of this pandemic, that number is the weekly or monthly death rate inside our populations. All else is in fact a construct of either our health authorities, our government or our media, of which the last eagerly, willfully and deliberately copies these numbers and displays 'm in ever more incomprehensible ways to show the public the curve is bending towards the projected cutoff from the exponential curve. They all are your worst nightmare maleficent bookkeepers who bend bad numbers into success stories. Excuse for the word bookkeepers here, for all those who are trustworthy ones. Hard questions aren't asked of those responsible. To me this once more reveals how much the hotshots are intertwined with those who represent our sources for news, it represents a level of contempt for the general public which is the true sadness laid bare in this crisis.

A group of six teenagers, three girls, and three boys, all of them are middle children. All of them are forgotten. Invisible. Alone. But, they have each other. As their sophomore year reaches it's middle, they develop a plan to run away together. To get jobs and live together. To always remain friends. They each had their own personality. The artist, instrumentalist, designer, writer, chef, and the dancer. And their names were Abby, Isabella, David, Winter, Charlie, and Danny. Together they were The Forgotten.

Stuff I wish I put a stamp on.

My second art book, just so I'll have a place to post art (original and fandom-based) as well as any art trades or contests I decide to do. No official theme, but if you know me, you know I do dragons :D Updates will be pretty random lol *ART IS PROTECTED BY COPYRIGHT LAWS AND THEFT OF ART IS ILLEGAL*