Uncertain Stories

Life has always been so rocky for Daneen... an abusive marriage and a dark past. She meets someone ready to make the world bow to her, but is she ready to let someone in again? Can her heart take the weight of falling in love again?

Pangi and Derapchu were just friends. Concerningly close, but still friends. At least, that's what everyone said. Between Lifesteal... shenanigans, questionable decisions, relentless teasing, and one very unfortunate Roast of Lifesteal, Pangi starts noticing that something about their friendship feels... different. Something about how Derapchu behaved before he disappeared felt... off. But surely he's just overthinking it. They're friends. They were friends. ... Just friends... right? ~~~ Quick reminder: This fanfiction includes swearing, some violence, and psychological themes. Please also know that you are loved and valued, so take care! This is also a fictional, non canon story inspired by Lifesteal and its creators. Please remember that the characters are based on real people, but this story does not represent their real lives or relationships. Please do not harass, tag, pressure, or otherwise involve the creators because of this story. Respect their privacy and boundaries, and keep the fiction separate from reality. You can be mean to the characters in the fanfiction, but not the actual people. Thanks for reading, and enjoy this slop, I've been quite burnt out and tired and a lot has been happening recently and I am not that experienced in writing but I do hope you enjoy :)

Tairuf had a loving family, good friends, and a life that felt almost ordinary. Until one day, something changed. Strange things began happening. People started dying in inexplicable ways. The world slowly became something Tairuf could no longer recognize. And then there were the Twisters. No one knew what they were-or what they wanted. As Tairuf struggles to survive with the people he loves, he begins to uncover things that were never meant to be known. Some memories were never meant to return. Some voices were never meant to be heard. And some things... should never have existed. The end of the world isn't always the end.

In the year of 2015, Michelle Sanister lives an ordinary life among familiar streets, routine workdays, and friendships that have long since settled into adulthood. Yet beneath that ordinary life lies a quiet absence he cannot name-a missing piece of his past that neither he nor the people around him fully recognize. When a series of strange encounters begins with an inexplicable phone call and a woman he cannot remember, Michelle finds himself drawn back toward the people who once shaped his childhood. Among them is Clementine Valencourt, known as Claire, who returns home after spending more than a decade abroad. The girl he once knew exists hardly in memory, while the woman standing before him now is someone which world seems to remember just fine. As old companions reunite and forgotten connections resurface, Michelle and the others discover that growing up has changed more than their lives. Affections have shifted, rivalries have softened, misunderstandings have deepened, and feelings once hidden beneath childish teasing now carry a different meaning. While everyone remembers the same childhood, he no longer remember the same thing vividly. Set between memory and reality, The Shape of Memory is a slice-of-life romantic drama about reunion, longing, and the quiet distance created by time. It explores how people can spend years searching for what they have lost, only to realize that what truly changed was not the memory itself, but the shape it left behind.

Would you open the door?

Ivy's Labyrinth | Navigating the Twists and Turns of Self-Discovery Ivy has spent enough time trying to understand where she is going. What she doesn't expect is to discover that some paths only make sense after you've walked them. Through wrong turns, quiet realizations, uncomfortable questions, and moments she would rather avoid, Ivy begins to look at her life-and herself-a little differently. There is no map for this kind of journey. Only the path beneath her feet, the questions in her head, and the strange feeling that perhaps getting lost isn't always the same as being lost. **Ivy's Labyrinth** is a reflective journey through uncertainty, change, self-discovery, and the little moments that slowly reshape the way we see ourselves. Sometimes, finding yourself means getting lost first.

"How long till you say-release me Kian, it's hurting?" "Hmph..." The mockery could scald me more than it could be smarting to someone for whom wounds were just a tenderness felt by neurons and not the mind. "As long as you don't say-'You have ruined my effort. Everytime.' Say Kian, 'You have wasted the life I have been trying to save.'" Another drop trickled down. "I..." "You may already have thought of it. Not once Kian... of all people, why did you have to have optimism for someone who drowned in the ocean of nihilism?" "Remini..." "Does calling my name deliver you from distress?" "Come with me..." My grip on her got relinquished, the heel of my hand-a rich mess of red. "I want to take you to a place-there was someone who resembled you somewhere. She loved the place so much." "Kian..." "Come with me. I want to take you to all the places she ever considered beautiful." -•⁠꒱⁠✿꒰•- Some meetings bring disasters. A messed up story. (Timeline: 1997) What happens when someone arrives to offer help and gets stuck in some other mess? The art professor who quit the only thing he was good at decides to restart sketching after getting a glimpse of the woman's life for who living itself was exhausting. Kian saves Rem. But he gets stuck in her traumas. [A man of uncertainty yet full of buried responsibilities; Kian is quiet, melancholic. A man of time and energy; Winston loves long journeys with Rhea. Sometimes he's a bit suspicious but he has patience. He scarcely loses his cool but when he does, it's bad. Once childhood bestfriends now lovebirds; Rhea, Winston's quiet and romantic wife. Loves stormy nights and rain. She has short temper. The reason why they fight often. Possibly? Rem; a girl of miseries-shattered, hollow.] Four characters-Four lives-Merged into one. 'Remini-of the word reminiscence.' #tragedy #melancholy #self-harm #alienation #romance #depression #sketchartist #misery #betray

Harlow (Harley) is going through her jr year of high school and is learning about all the million billion paths that are unfolding before her which ones can she afford to go down and which can she not will she even make the right choices?

Just a peek,couldn't hurt to try🫣

You are not privy to this knowledge. My name and face should not concern you. All you need to focus on is her. She is this story's hero and maybe I won't tell this right. But I'm the only one left to tell it now. You're meant to be confused. Just keep reading.

Three girls. One friendship. And a love that changed everything. Amara thought senior high school would be about friendship, laughter, and building her future. Then she met Nathan. What began as friendship slowly became love-but love was never going to be simple. There was Daniel, Nathan's best friend, who once wanted Amara. There was Talia, her friend, whose relationship with Nathan would become complicated. And then there were the families, whose opinions would test everything Amara and Nathan believed about their relationship. They fought for each other. They lost each other. They found their way back. But when the choice finally belonged to them, they discovered that loving someone doesn't always mean choosing the relationship. Sometimes, you have to choose yourself. This is a story about friendship, first love, family, heartbreak, growing up, and two people discovering that sometimes love is always not enough "Maybe we were enough."

Zora Walker is a smart, athletic seventeen-year-old navigating life at one of the world's most elite girls' boarding schools. Behind the luxury and discipline, rumors spread fast and friendships break even faster. When Zora forms a close bond with the mysterious Nick Miller, her life becomes the center of gossip, judgment, and betrayal. Caught between loyalty, identity, and growing feelings she doesn't fully understand, Zora must learn who to trust-and how to stand strong when the world turns against her.

In the sequel to Dystopia, Andrew Raynott's word is law, the people of the Isolone are being crushed, and Eric and his team race against time to release their society from Andrew's suffocating grip. Eric's rebellion begins to take shape as people from other factions join the Change Elite Alliance. In their secret operations, they gather supporters and dismantle the dark history surrounding the birth of the Isolone bit by bit. Everything Eric and his friends thought was real, is a lie. As Andrew becomes increasingly aware of this rebellious group, it is hard to tell who is friend or foe. Andrew will stop at nothing to weed out the rebels and use the CEA's members' weaknesses to draw them out. The odds are irrefutable. Victory for the rebels is still a dream. And only their determination can save them now. #1 Dystopian Society [3/11/2022] [4/19/2022]

Echoes of an unbroken heart: A Collection of Romantic Woes Is a poignant collection of my poems that explores the bittersweet essence of love and longing. Each piece unveils the struggles, uncertainties, and profound emotions that accompany romantic relationships, inviting you to reflect on your own journey of love and heartache. In echoes of an unbroken Heart, you will immerse yourself in the depths of romantic woes, where each poem captures the fragile beauty of love. From the longing gaze of unrequited feelings to the joyous pledges of eternal commitment, these verses resonate with anyone who has experienced the complexities of the heart. With themes of longing, uncertainty, commitment, and destiny, this collection reveals the raw emotions that come with loving deeply. Join me on this lyrical journey through the heart's trials and triumphs, and let the whispers of passion and pain inspire your own story. Perfect for lovers of poetry, this collection will tug at your heartstrings and remind you that even in sorrow, there is beauty to be found.

It's a poem. When the darkness and fear grips you.

This is a small narrative I wrote for myself back in the Fall of 2019, as I was enjoying the weather from my balcony. It is more self-talk than anything artistic.

I saw a random writing prompt and made an unfinished short story with it "my own mother thought I was a monster...she was right but it still hurts..."

Sometimes, it's hard to say what we feel; caught in the web of different emotions. --Nene Suleiman.

Somebody has to lend a hand to one's success