Toxicpast Stories

Sunghoon loses the girl he loves... then wakes up in the past. This time, he'll rewrite tomorrow-or lose her all over again.

This originally started out as a dream I had after some tweaking I have turned it into a book I hope you guys enjoy. Tripheria was always a skittish girl but when a zombie apocalypse broke out right in front of her eyes she had to become the person she always dreamed of being, a badass zombie killer and with the help of a demon by her side what could go wrong?

Chloe cannot believe what she did when she called Damien. Did she call him to punish him? To forgive him? To yell at him? To apologize to him? She couldn't tell. All she knew was it was a mistake, at least that's what her family and friends tell her. But she did call him, and he did come. He knew he had to. Just like she knew she was dying. Follow Chloe and Damien as they think about, talk about and try to make amends with what happened between them in the past. While they also contemplate what their future holds as they live on borrowed time.

"Why can't you let me leave?!, I won't tell anyone!" ".... Cause if you did, I will be with you" "What" "Trust me you dont wanna jump into their world if you think I'm the devil trust me ..they ain't angels"

He's the leader of the Black Ash Riders - dangerous, ruthless, and haunted by a secret that could destroy them both. She's broken, betrayed, and searching for a freedom that feels impossible to find. In a world where trust is a weapon and love is a risk, they're drawn to each other like fire and ash - but some scars don't heal without burning everything down first. How far will they go to escape their past? And what happens when the darkness inside threatens to consume them?

Aubrey a newly single women is basically starting her life over. After a 7 year relationship that her life revolved around they finally ended it after finding out he had been cheating on her, devastated, she left their apartment and went home to her family to start over and find out who she is. She is kind of scared of whats to come next. That's when she meets Noah a friend of her cousin who is in the air force. Can Aubrey let her walls down and learn to trust again or is she going to try ignore the chemistry that is so obviously there.

He was supposed to just be a stranger online... not the man who ruined me at 19.

"Stop running away from the truth." "I'll untune my guitar completely if you say I haven't been telling you this all along. We are just meant-to-be." "Shut up" "You shut up." Kairavi arrives at JNV Konark, breaking free from a horrible past. Yet the nightmares of it didn't leave her. They clung to her, trying to ruin whatever tranquility she gets. Just when she had decided to remain low and ghost everyone, she finally finds her 'family'. As the Oxilvia Battle of Musical Arts approaches, and her found family rallies around her, and the ghosts of her past start closing in, Kairavi realizes she's going to have to choose. Between the boy who feels like home and the boy who feels like coming alive. Between safety and the terrifying possibility of being truly seen. Between the love that heals and the love that was eternal. The only problem? Every time she and Aaditya fight-which is constantly-she gets this weird feeling like they've done this dance before. In another life. In another time. And in Oxilvia, something dusty and forgotten, something is waiting to be discovered that will change everything she thought she knew about love, about fate, and about the boy whose eyes hold memories she's been trying to remember her whole life. Some souls are meant to find each other. Even if they drive each other absolutely insane first. A story of healing, music, found family, and the love that transcends lifetimes-even when it's inconvenient as hell.

❝ The sneaky stars start shooting down, as the mellow midnight moon wakes up. Pitch darkness had engulfed the town, 'Sun did get her final cut.'... .·:*¨༺ ༻¨*:·. Welcome to 'The Nighthawk' a hearty narrative poem of two soulmates destined to die at the hands of eachother. This poem explores love, dread, tragedy and many more in a whimsal tale. Do join us in this journey and learn a valid life lesson. I assure you, you won't be dissapointed! .·:*¨༺ ༻¨*:·. ✨️ Note: The picture used in this cluster(chapter) is not mine, credits to the owner. Additionally, this my entry for the Spotlight Storyteller Awards, hosted by @Madhusudana_ and @Wanderlust_Lavanya Thank you for the opportunity! I really appreciate it! ✨️ Additionally, this poem is written by ME. DO NOT copy or reproduce it in any way or form. Thank you.

"Shadows of Yesterday" is a gripping tale of love, loss, and self-discovery, where the past is a labyrinth, and the only way out is through. Will Elena find the closure she seeks, or will the shadows consume her forever?

Trauma doesn't fade - it hides. In smiles. In silence. In the way your heart skips when someone says your name. Noor thought she had buried her past...the fights, the tears, the night everything fell apart. Her mother's anger. Her relatives' curses. And Ayaan... the boy who promised to stay but walked away instead. Years later, she's not the same girl anymore. She's stronger. Louder. Busier. She's building her career, learning to live again - pretending she's over him. But when she moves back home, everything comes crashing down. Because Ayaan is still there. Different, successful, but still him - the same eyes, the same pull, the same chaos. And this time... he's not walking away. Between hidden dates, strict parents, and the scars of old wounds - Noor and Ayaan try again. But love after trauma isn't simple. It's raw. It's painful. And sometimes, it's the only thing that makes you feel alive again.

This story isn't about revenge. It's about peace. The kind you earn after surviving the kind of love you weren't supposed to recover from. For the girls who weren't first, but were finally chosen. Elara never planned to fall in love with the boy sitting one row behind her in class. She didn't plan on him having a past, either. Especially not one that kept texting him. When love is soft but haunted, healing doesn't come in screams-it comes in silence, in slow mornings, in choosing each other even when the past tries to knock. This is the story of the second girl. But she was never second best. The boy stayed. The ghost faded. And Elara finally stopped checking the window.

Emiko, a 60-year-old woman ridiculed for her chubby appearance, gets a chance to relive her high school days. Can she use this second chance to overcome her insecurities, change her life's trajectory, and find happiness? Let's see by diving into the story