Thesecrethistory Stories

Indeed, indeed, I cannot tell, Though I ponder on it well, Which were easier to state, All my love or all my hate. Surely, surely, thou wilt trust me When I say thou dost disgust me. O, I hate thee with a hate That would fain annihilate; Yet sometimes against my will, My dear friend, I love thee still. It were treason to our love, And a sin to God above, One iota to abate Of a pure impartial hate. ~ Henry David Thoreau ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

Marcella, a girl eager to escape from her mother's grasp and the imprisonment of her hometown seeks a college far enough away but still allows her to stay in touch with her life long friend and mentor. Hampden college in Hampden Vermont. She discovers at this college they have a greek class she's keen on joining. Was it fate? The more you know, the more you realize you don't know. -Aristotle · · ────── ·𖥸· ────── · · This is a story based off of Donna Tartt's 'The Secret History, I am fully aware these characters do not belong to me besides ones not originally in the book. This is in no way serious and just a silly thing i like to do sometimes and it probably sucks LOL! (also I have no idea if I want Marcella to have a set love interest, I am seeing how it plays out 🤫🤫)

To every person that has experienced unrequited love.

I'm gay so the story is gay.

Henry Winter was supposed to be dead. But the bullet missed its mark. Instead of dying, Henry vanished-disappearing into the shadows of Europe, a ghost among ruins and forgotten libraries. Now, years later, he lives in exile, haunted by memories of a past he can never escape, trapped between survival and oblivion. This is the story of a man who chose to live in silence - where love, guilt, and myth blur into one.

Henri est un étudiant en droit. Pragmatique et plein de flegme, il n'a jamais vraiment eu d'amis jusqu'à ce qu'un jour, il renverse quelqu'un dans un couloir. Il fait la rencontre de Martin qui l'invite à une amicale de littérature. Il rencontre ceux qui seront ses futurs amis. Parallèlement, il rencontre Léa dont il tombe amoureux. Mais celle-ci semble n'avoir pas oublié son amour de vacances. Pris d'une migraine, Henri tombe peu à peu dans la folie.

"For what it's worth, Henry, you have nothing to prove to me." "And when it all falls apart?" "I'll be there."

forgive me for all the things i have done ... 𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗮𝘇𝗲𝗻𝗶𝗶𝗸© (regulus black x fem!OC)

My simple state of living,Hell [A collection of my poetry,book reviews,and life as it is]

*THIS WAS WRITTEN IN 2020 Otis Cadieux begins his first term at Harringthorpe College this September: a prestigious private English academy renowned for discipline and academic success. Leaving his childhood behind in France, Otis must face his imminent adulthood in strange and unfamiliar territory. A territory in which he encounters an exciting parallel force in the form of Julius Hawkridge, an enigma with whom he will navigate the beauty and sorrow of the last of their teenage years.

Richard Chan is recruited into the Hampden College Host Club after breaking a vase.

A dreamer of old yet beautiful things.

" The museum building was large and elegant. It jutted out of the ground like some grand hindrance in a hero's journey. The pillars loomed large and white against the background of dark clouds and the wide marble steps spread intimidatingly up into the building like the tongue of a hungry predator. It was all together haughty and self-assured that once I entered the immaculate doors that I might not ever leave."

It was snowing on the morning when we finally decided to leave town.

"uh...H-henry pal, do you mind if you,uh could you help..." Bunny was stuck.

Have you ever wondered what would've happened if Henry Winter survived? Well, now there is a story to tell In the tranquil town of Hampden, Leah Winter and her father, Henry, inhabit a serene world steeped in academia. This scholarly existence has defined Leah's life, and she had always assumed it would remain unchanged. However, when her father's old college acquaintances unexpectedly reemerge, their presence unearths buried truths about Henry. As Leah delves deeper into their past, the shadows of her father's darkest secret begin to flicker into the light, challenging everything she thought she knew about him and the quiet lives they've led for so long.

A little bookshop in a side street of a side street - right next to a side street. White, cracked paint covers its front and over the entrance lies the sign 'Eccentrics Hall'. Who wants to take a look into this magical place?

just some imagined moments from the secret history

𝙁𝙖𝙬𝙣. 𝘾𝙝𝙞𝙡𝙙 𝙗𝙡𝙚𝙨𝙨𝙚𝙙 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙜𝙚𝙣𝙪𝙞𝙣𝙚 𝙣𝙖ï𝙫𝙚𝙩𝙮. 𝙊𝙬𝙡. 𝙒𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙘𝙪𝙧𝙨𝙚𝙙 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙗𝙞𝙙𝙙𝙚𝙣 𝙠𝙣𝙤𝙬𝙡𝙚𝙙𝙜𝙚. 𝙏𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚'𝙨 𝙣𝙤 𝙚𝙦𝙪𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙝𝙪𝙢𝙖𝙣 𝙚𝙢𝙤𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣𝙨, 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙩𝙤𝙤 𝙢𝙖𝙣𝙮 𝙫𝙖𝙧𝙞𝙖𝙗𝙡𝙚𝙨. ⊹˚₊‧───────────────‧₊˚⊹ Hey!! So this is only a WIP (work in progress) of one of my OC's lore. I decided to post it here in hopes of receiving constructive criticism on my writing, as English is not my first language. .: Vitae is inspired by the book The Secret History by Donna Tartt, some quotes from Oscar Wilde and something Dr. Ratio (from hsr) says when he attacks (please don't ask). .: I only ever posted this on Wattpad, so if you see this anywhere else please let me know! ®ariadne0io

He puts his hand on my shoulder, but it doesn't calm me like it should. The shop is too small, the street is too small, the world is too small, for all the grief charring my insides. The shop is light, and the clerk was polite, but the look in his eyes told me he was too curious about what happened for me to feel comfortable. The store is filled with tv's filled with people. All of them are talking about me, and I know Rowan will be next. How did our straight A student end up on a road trip resulting in a death? How did the sweet Eloise end up being an accomplice in a crime? How did I, of all people, become the person responsible for 6 people's survival? And, more importantly; how did I fail?