Vignettes Stories

A collection of scenes, stories, visions, and more, told in poetic style.

Bess is a modest, hard-working servant fleeing a secret plot in London. Henri is a soft-spoken Huguenot reverend fleeing persecution in France. They meet at the edge of the English Channel - at the edge of the world as they have known it. [Companion piece to The Heir and the Spared][Drabble-style] Cover image is from http://www.victorianweb.org/painting/millais/paintings/26.html

Ultimate fan fun! Step back into the world of Five Fangs with this collection of vignettes and short stories featuring your favorite characters. Along with many other special moments, catch up with Luna Posy, meet her pups, and be there as she springs an incredible surprise on her five alpha mates! You cannot read this book without having read at least the Posy series. It won't make sense, and there are spoilers inside. The chapters may be out of order timeline-wise as I write them as I think of them, but the published book will have them in order.

thoughts written down before they are gone. i realize that the first few chapters of this no longer apply to how i feel now. please stick with me through the parts of this in which i talk about someone i loved. its not all lovesick.

"Train I ride goes to God knows where, I don't know and I don't care. If you ain't got money don't despair, 'cause you don't have to pay no fare." [Short Story] [Started: 10/12/2024] [Completed: 05/11/2025] [Cover made by @Purplemist14]

the universe of wenzhou & junzhe: a series of short vignette/poetry oneshots "a blindfold, some faith, and a touch of stupidity - they will never dare again to tread, these halls." #1 - vignettes

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My heart's been broken, and I won't make the same mistake again. I now clutch onto it tightly, shielding it from everyone and everything - preventing anyone to hold it within their grasp... But you were the one that held it in my place. *Inspired by the song 'Save Me' BTS > I-Land Ver.

A collection of one shots, short stories and other works I have done. Comment on stories you'll like to see more of

Words are powerful. They fill my mind, my soul, and my very existence. Sometimes words follow me, looming in my shadow, peering around the corner. The words that fill this book are just the dictionary mixed up and out of order, but they mean something. These are vignettes, poems, and stories of me, and who I am.

These are vignettes and drabbles starring an Entity known as The Starsmith and their experiences and observations while they create the universe.

Vignettes about my ordinary life

The Overworld is dark, harsh, and immutably mortal. No one knows that better than you. You've seen the darkness, the evil, the sin that grips this world, and have tried your hardest to survive no matter the odds. You've lived, you've loved... and you've lost. You're ready to give it up for good. Yet, like a lamp flickering in the dark, a spark of hope is all you need to keep going... This is your journey. A journey to find true hope and true love. - - - Originally written for fun, I decided to compile it into an anthology of poetry, short stories, vignettes, and mini scenes. I hope this will bless your heart and change your life, as much as it has mine. Inspired by Craft Therapy. Written by Isuvyw.

Once upon a time, Samuel Swerling, a World War II veteran and inventor, decided to build a park. It would be filled with trees trained to grow in such a way that children could easily climb them. He hired Alonso Hannah, a one-armed arborist, and began to turn his dream into the reality. After five years, Alonso and Sam had created a small, privately-owned park in a big publicly-run city. Sam married Ghita, bought an apartment across the street from his park, and had five children. People fell in love at the Samuel Swerling Park. Painters painted pictures; pretty girls basked in the sun; dogs chased Frisbees; and time stood still. Most of all, though, children did what Sam had created the park for them to do: They climbed trees. The narrator of this book in one of the climbing trees in the Samuel Swerling Park. He thrives on human contact, and has has a long and happy life. Lately, however, he has been subjected to life-threatening injuries by Jarvis Larchmont, a power-hungry politician who was thrown out of the park for bullying when he was twelve years old. Time passes. Sam's granddaughter, Esther Swerling, is now in charge of the park. Esther is young, beautiful, and like her grandfather, an inventor. When a hurricane floods the area, Esther and her family provide food, warmth, and shelter to those seeking refuge. At the same time, the City's beloved mayor is hospitalized, and Jarvis Larchmont is put in charge of the Department of Parks. Still bitterly resentful at having been thrown out of the Samuel Swerling Park as a child, he joins forces with eco-terrorists to destroy Sam's creation. Suddenly, our narrator and his fellow climbing trees are separated from people. Separated from children. Separated from all that they know and love. They cry...and they begin to die. Then Esther, her friends, and her family organize. And they fight back.

I had an assignment in English to write eight vignettes. So these are my vignettes I wrote around 11-12:45 at night so it might be a bit psychotic. (More info in the story)

These are my thoughts, my most private reveries. Sometimes lively, others lethargic. Feel free to read them, share them and experience my own sentiment of what it means to be a mere human.

𝙧𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙤𝙢 𝙨𝙝𝙞𝙩 𝙄 𝙢𝙖𝙠𝙚 𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙄'𝙢 𝙗𝙤𝙧𝙚𝙙 𝙤𝙧 𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙄'𝙢 𝙩𝙤𝙤 𝙨𝙚𝙣𝙨𝙞𝙩𝙞𝙫𝙚.

A look in the day of a first kiss, and other high school and college short stories. Part of a series inspired by "Company: A Musical Comedy" by George Furth and Stephen Sondheim & "Dubliners" by James Joyce. CW: swearing. Feedback and Comments Appreciated :))