Thought-provoking Stories

No one is safe. The torch of man and every single intelligent being on the planet is at stake. A hyper-intelligent race known as the Endall sees themselves as the superior race and they will die defending that title. There are trillions upon trillions of these things that were created by the uncaring hands of evolution as a deadline that humanity failed to reach. And then there's Mosh. Mosh is a seemingly normal giant that is nothing but a pawn in the human military's eyes but he is much more than he realizes. Mosh is just living his life and sees himself as an unfortunate bystander in a global crisis. But he's being watched by more than just the eyes of the unknown. Viewer Discretion is advised for violence, gore, language, alcohol use, and sexual themes.

Ayda is back in her home town after 5 years and fog of troubles is around her, like always. She connects with her old school-mates like back in good old days, the beautiful times that never existed. One of them starts to post their old high school essays for all town to read. Secret after secret is exposed, one darker then another. What is Ayda hiding and why she doesn't want to talk about her summer? Why would someone expose all secrets in a little shitty city? What do they gain and what Ayda has to do with it? *** Ayda Aydnik has simple task in front of her: spend 1 school year back in her home town in her new high-paying job at her old high school. Then she can leave with all the money and never ever look back. Of course, she has to stay the fuck out of the trouble and this is simpler says then done. First day of new school year, one of The Chosen 16, starts to posting old school essays for all town to read. Beside of Ayda, The Chosen 16 include pretty much anybody she ever loved or hate: her sister, her cousin, her ex-bf, frenemy and even her bully target. All of them has reasons, one better then another. All of them has secrets, one darker than others. Whose life is shittier than lives of everybody else? What do you gain from ruthlessly exposing secrets of your enemies? Most importantly of all, what are others hiding? Ayda has many secrets, but her summer is the biggest secret of them all. Can she hunt down the publisher and keep her story hidden forever or will she fail and whole town will know her secrets? Time is running down and with each of her secret exposed, her soul bleeds more and more and she is becoming more and more determined to track down the publisher. Ayda is going to have one hell of academic year in front of her.

Hello, you. . . .This collection holds the poems written in the aftermath . . . Plain words for the moment you feel misplaced in your own life. ^_^ A chronicle of searching- ➳ through half-open doors, ➳ through the hour between, ➳ through the scratch of longing, ➳ and the weight of what we carry ➳ because we were told to. ❀; ; ; These poems don't pretend to heal. They sit in the quiet after the lock clicks open without your permission, and they ask: what remains when you stop performing? what holds when you learn to hold nothing? ✧ ✦ ✧ Unlocked doesn't always mean free. Sometimes it just means exposed. Sometimes it just means still here. • ° ~ ° • still walking. still asking. still Tuesday. <A poetic edition.> : : : : Charlian. 🩷

My debut Ln, in which the protagonist Satoshi Katsurou goes through a seemingly ordinary death. Expecting to be reincarnated in heaven, he ends up in an afterlife that is just as harsh as the real world. Waking up in the afterlife Katsurou finds himself in a world where Death actively performs compassion, a son racing to godhood, and a daughter who can perceive what seems to be infinite possibilities. The divine family carries the weight of the world they destroy and nurture simultaneously, a world that they could destroy should they be off by a mere milliseconds. This story isn't your typical power fantasy nor is it entirely polished, the first couple of chapters are a deterrent but the later chapters (90+) are what makes this story worth investing in!

Chris Jenkins knows who he is. He follows orders. He keeps things running. He does his job. Then she starts appearing. A woman who shouldn't matter. A voice that won't leave. A feeling he can't explain. The system still works. He's still in control. Isn't he? Some changes don't feel like change at all.

Sokka's life is a mess. His girlfriend died a year ago, he's not getting into his dream school, and he's constantly overshadowed by his younger sister. Frankly, he's just waiting for high school to be over, and on top of that, a girl named Suki keeps beating him at sports, the one thing he prides himself on being good at. But who knows, maybe Suki is just what he needs. Suki on the other hand, has her whole life together. She has a bright future, great friends, and a great team, although she can't help but wonder if they actually like her. The one thing she's missing, someone who understands her, something in her orderly life, moving like clockwork, that doesn't make sense, and she may have just found that someone.

A collection of original short stories I have done over the years. Most likely a bunch of writing projects from school. I may end up throwing some poetry in here as well. IDK.

✦ 𝐖𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐩𝐚𝐝 𝐒𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐭 𝐒𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐀𝐧𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐲 𝐑𝐚𝐧𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐓𝐨𝐩 𝟒 𝐢𝐧 𝐀𝐧𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐲 Not everything is meant to be remembered. Some things are recorded anyway. This collection gathers short fiction written across different moments, different worlds-each one circling the same quiet question: What remains when something is no longer meant to stay? These stories move through memory, identity, and the systems that decide what is allowed to remain. Some were written for competitions. Others were never meant to be recorded at all. They are placed here, now, as record. Contents include: • Lyrical, atmospheric fiction • Institutional and character-driven narratives • Fragments, anomalies, and recovered entries Status: Archive Entries Ongoing Update Schedule: New entries added every Wednesday and Sunday @ 7:30 PM EST Some records fade. Others refuse to. Additional essays and fragments can be found under The Quiet Archive.

Some connections are not meant to be defined. When Yagnesh and Vedhi meet, nothing is spoken-yet something shifts. In a single moment of eye contact, two entirely different worlds recognize each other without understanding why. Vedhi carries a silence shaped by loneliness, expectations, and unspoken pain. Yagnesh carries a quiet strength that seeks meaning beyond appearances. As their paths begin to cross, they are drawn into something deeper than attraction-something that challenges their understanding of love, identity, and belonging. But not all connections are meant to be easy. Some are meant to awaken. And sometimes, before finding each other, we are forced to confront the parts of ourselves we've spent a lifetime avoiding.

In a world in collapse, only one thing matters. In a near-future world organized around four hungers - pleasure, fear, desire, and despair - one reluctant leader keeps a private journal. He did not want power. He recognized it as his duty. There is a difference, and the difference is everything. His wife has made her calculations. His closest ally will make his. His son is becoming something Tru cannot look away from. He writes about all of it. Honestly. In a world where honesty is the rarest and most dangerous practice. What follows is a record of a life practiced well in a world that burned regardless.

Burakkuhōru Tamashī Tensei: Kyōju no Tamashī ga Isekai ni Suikomareru, a captivating fantastical world filled with magic, danger, and new beginnings. Follow his thrilling journey as he he navigates through epic battles, discovers ancient secrets, and faces powerful adversaries in his quest to understand his new destiny.

A weird cult-like religion name "the family" has been gaining traction over Tokyo. They have a strange attraction to one person, Soma. "The family" is lead by one person, name brother, and he "speaks to God". He wants to show "God's gift to Man" to the world. What will happen when brother gets what he wants, what is God's Gift to Man, what do "the family" and brother want with Soma?

You're reading this right now. It feels real. Obvious. Certain. But what if that feeling is the only thing holding everything together? You trust your memories. You trust your thoughts. You trust what you see. But you've never actually proved any of it. This book doesn't try to prove anything. It does something worse. It asks questions you can't fully answer. About reality. About memory. About time. About you. What if your life didn't build up to this moment? What if it only feels like it did? Reality might not be what you think. Time might not work the way you feel it does. And the "you" reading this might not be as stable as you believe. This isn't a horror story. But it will stay with you like one. Because once you see it, you can't unsee it. This isn't a story. It's a slow breakdown of everything you thought you understood. Read it if you want answers. Keep reading if you're okay losing them.

you ever cared so quietly that no one noticed... until it broke you? this isn't just poetry. it's the things i never said, the feelings i hid too well, and the pieces of me i couldn't put back together. if you've ever loved in silence, this book might feel like home.

What's real? What's made up? When the idea you had of someone crumbles before you. Reality sets in, revealing more about yourself than anyone else. Finally, Realising the image you painted was nothing more than a mirror of your own creation. What do you do when you don't recognise the reflection?

Words, I guess. For myself, my nonsensical self. Perhaps putting them down will make more sense to me. So don't except a masterpiece, Because like I said it's all simply, Words to sedate the confused in me. I don't expect anyone to read any of these, but if you do; then great.

In here are a collection of arbitrary poems I wrote privately on paper, and transformed into digital, public art for people to read. Each poem has their own thought-provoking meaning and ambiguous story. I simple want to share what comforts and discomforts me.

They said it was treatment. They said it would make him better. But Ward No. Four doesn't cure pain-it removes the part of you that feels it. Now something inside him is still awake... silent, but not gone.

NOTE : New chapters will be added weekly so make sure to save this and do comment your views. "I had a dream. " Follow the journey of Pastle, as he explores the world of light and uncovers its secret, questioning his worldview, whether is he dreaming or is trapped in a limbo? Seek out a journey that explores the question of morality and existence in a way that is atmospheric and fantastical. A world full of mysteries and magic to uncover as Pastle goes head-on with himself and the world around him with his trusty little partner, a goat?

Year 2008- It's a Saturday night, Mel had no plans but takeout and a late-night download of custom outfits for The Sims 2 from a site she didn't fully trust. When she loads her game, she realizes she downloaded something even more sinister than just a couple outfits. A Sim with a mind of her own now lives in her game, and refuses to follow commands and cannot be deleted. Even if she quits the game, it's too late. She will not escape what she installed, as it's now in her computer, her personal emails, and her life.