Wail Stories

It all started with curiosity. But as Suzette Kimberly soon learns, curiosity killed the cat. When she bursts into a suspicious after school meeting between four teenage boys, she wants nothing more than to know what they're up to. But when she discovers the truth about their club, she is forced to become more involved than she'd like. As she discovers more about what lies beneath the surface, her affection grows for the rough and independent ring leader named Reed Fields. But will she be able to keep her emotions in tack and keep their enormous secret? What price is she willing to pay for her new found extra curricular activity?

Sometimes what we see is not what it actually is. This is a story of love and pain and this is my first story so ignore the mistakes if any.

Poems I write will be in here.

A l l J e n s e n w a n t e d w a s t o b e w e l l . * * * * * * * If you want to know the purpose of this story and my reason for writing it please read the next paragraph(s): This story is for me more than it is for you. I'm putting my writing to practice in order to cultivate and hone my skill as a growing writer. Since there are other projects that are more of my center of focus this one won't be carefully or thoroughly edited. Nor have I put intensive research into subjects that may relate to the story. Considerable time will not be spent on it either. To be quite honest, I have no idea exactly where this story is going and I can't say whether it will be worth the read or a rewarding read. It's entirely up to you to decide that. So I'm not going to vouch for something I wrote merely because I wrote it. I want to see what I will come up with. I want to see how I'll swim, when I throw myself into the largest of seas, the sea of imagination and creation. I can say however, based off what I've written so far it will be a dark, quiet, oddly paced, and gloomy piece. At least, that's how I feel when I write this story and that's what I see although the full vision isn't quite there yet. It's slowly focusing into clarity like a camera lens or your vision when you just wake up. If the exploration of darker themes bother you or make you uncomfortable to an unbearable degree, then I don't think I would recommend this.

Chaynaz sont seul rêve devenir riche ,elle sent fou des hommes le seul homme de ça vie ......

A story happening in the setting of Harvest Moon (TOTT) the main characters both die, a girl and a boy. But when a boy living in the town sees the girl, Kali, (before she dies) he falls in love, and so does another boy. The boys, best friends, despise each other- they're fighting over her. When she dies, the two boys set off on a journey to find all of the Wonderfuls, resurrect her, and wed her, and resurrect her dead brother- all to win her hand. What will be the outcome of this story?

Raya finds herself in a dimension she has never come across before, separated from her master and imprisoned by a ruthless warlock leader in search of his sister. Tensions run high as Raya struggles to find her voice after being attacked. The imprisoned harbinger of death must help the dauntingly handsome ruler find his sister. The only problem is the banshee knows his sister is close to death and if she dies, so does Raya. ** I do not own the rights to the A.I. cover art!**

Sometimes...

My life has been the bedrock of frustration Not a pleasant sight to look upon. Despair and tears i eat for supper Life has never been any better..... Like a holocaust,my fears consume me .....: Eating at the sane consciousness that resides in me. Shredding my conscience of the decency i suckled at my mother's breast. I struggle to grasp the light,it eludes me I see it dancing round about ,seducing me ,calling me,but still it eludes Am I cursed ? Do I not deserve,a chance at the good ? What manner of hex has been placed on my mothers bosom,it ridicules my existence How much longer do I wail for redemption!!

Claire just moved to L.A from Vancouver. She thought that she wouldn't be happy but she guesses wrong. She meets a emo boy named Kyle and her life gets turned upside down. What will happen?? Read and you'll find out.

The nagging whispers in my head, words I almost didn't write. Collection of thoughts 💭...

This poem delves into the desolate landscape of emotional numbness, portraying a creature, small and fragile, adrift in a world devoid of sensation. It explores the chilling experience of detachment, where vibrant life fades into a muted, frozen tableau. Through imagery of frost, lost warmth, and the absence of feeling, the poem paints a poignant portrait of isolation and the quiet despair of being disconnected from the pulse of existence. It's a somber reflection on the loss of vitality and the lingering echo of what once was.

Trapped inside a hunger for flesh and an enchanting seduction... Hunger that never was tamed or ceased ate me alive... A dark appetite that would be a reminder to what I am...