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Love and hate are thought to be so different. What if they aren't though. Love can start out rough, from hate to adoring, or even the other way around. It is impossible to never have on time of hatred in your life. What if it just started with the person you turn to love. What if your hate, that stays hate, comes back to bite you while you explore a hatred turned to love. Your face reddening because they just walked into the room, but what if that blush was because of something else than hate. Something, more powerful, that even the strongest people with the most nerve, can't deny. Is it that hard to believe that something, that powerful, can turn into something even more powerful. ~ Take Roxanne Lewis, a young woman just ending collage and seeking a future in teaching. Sure, she grew up with an abusive mother and had a nonexistent father. Who cares?! Well, her, I guess. Her past still haunts her every waking hour, and every moment rested, but she can still find peace in the near future while forgetting the past...right? Or will her past suffocate her, even the one she has never known, into hiding from the day, with only darkness to safe her...and him of course. ~ Now look at the lonely James Park. He's just came out of collage for art and design but can't find anyone who understands. He's losing hope and strength as his controlling mother urges him to go to law school. He can't seem to find out anything. He can't give up that easily though. And not with the grinning face of his nemeses behind his shoulder, mocking his every step. ~ Will these two who want to have nothing in common, really pull through with their love for each other. Even with danger lingering behind Roxanne's past comes towards the flickering light, and James needs to protect her, even if that means dealing with her crying and shouting in the pain of him leaving. He wants to do the same, but he can't show it. ~ This book is good for ALL types of readers! Don't forget to vote and comment!

Young fresh perspective, educator of language arts, artist/art-admirer, mother to one wild thing, collector of shells and sea treasures, ocean minded, free spirit, inspired.

Emily Greene never thought she'd find comfort in someone as blunt and unapologetic as Chris Davis. She's fragile but resilient, searching for herself in a quiet town where loneliness lingers like a shadow. He's guarded, hiding his emotions behind walls built from years of hurt. Together, they're drawn into something neither of them expected-an intimacy that blurs the lines between friendship and something deeper, darker, and irresistible. A love story filled with vulnerability, desire, and the kind of connection that can both heal and break you.

W.i.t.c.h is a group of immortals joined to fight the evil villain living under their town. But what happens when a member of the group betrays their trust and joins forces with the villain?

This is my test poem. It's about the struggles of Derealization, Depression, Anxiety, Homesickness, Stress, Trauma, Guilt, People Pleasing, and Addiction (social media) all at once because of big life changes. It also showcases a healing process and shows you, the reader, that you don't have to go through the same stuff. Disclaimer: This poem discusses personal experiences with trauma, abuse, mental health struggles, and addiction. It is shared for artistic expression and awareness, and is not a substitute for professional medical or mental health advice.

> She lived in a world of flowers... He ruled a world soaked in blood. You were just a simple girl - soft-spoken, ordinary, invisible. Until the day you accidentally looked into the wrong man's eyes. Jeon Jungkook. The King of the underground. Cold. Deadly. Untouchable. That one stare changed your fate. He warned you. "Don't look at me like that unless you're ready to be mine." You didn't listen. Now you belong to the most dangerous man in Seoul - and he's not planning to ever let you go.

In this city, you are remembered only while you're awake. The moment you sleep, your name is erased. Your face becomes unfamiliar. You vanish from photos, from memory, from everything. Lyra hasn't slept in six years. She wanders the city like a ghost with a heartbeat, surviving on caffeine, fear, and the ache of being completely alone. Until she meets Ezren - a boy who remembers her. Even after sleeping. He shouldn't exist. But he might be the only one who can help her remember who she truly is - before she fades away for good. A story of identity, loneliness, memory, and the impossible need to be seen.

Did you ever wander what happened to Legolas before the Lord of the Rings? Ever wandered what happened to his mother and why she was never in the story, how did he grow up, what was his childhood like. Well you'll have to read to find out what I think happened. Characters from J.R.R.Tolkien's 'Lord of the Rings' I'll hopefully be posting 1 parts a week. I'll post on every Friday and sometimes at the weekend or during the week (If I find the time). So thanks, please read, vote, comment and follow. It means so much to me!

Moving to a different place wasn't as hectic as Skylar thought but, accidentally and unintentionally acquiring an Olive eyed bully was. Sure, she has no trouble making friends and living out the new-transfered-student life but, avoiding a good looking bully might be. So plans? Face him head on! But everything changes when she discovers his secret -he's a cat shape shifter! Now facing a fantasy beyond her writings, will Skylar let go of those petty bully tricks or build a hate stronger than a mate bond?

This is a story I wrote based on true events 😊 hope that you'll like the story I made, and btw I'm a first timer 😊 enjoy guys!

I told myself I would never-ever- fall in love with anyone.Yet here I am trapped in what feels like a scene straight out of a ridiculous k-drama.Pinned against the wall by a **handsome demi God, ****wait no I mean handsome goblin! ugh! , scratch that - just a goblin.Not handsome.Definitely not handsome And now he's closing the distance between us, inch by inch, while my heart hammers like it's trying to escape my chest No, no, no,- not my precious first kiss 😭😭😭

> She forgot to find him... Back when she was 13, someone admired her - silently, gently, lovingly. He never spoke, never showed his face. But he was there. Always. A soft-hearted stalker, a quiet protector. He left her notes without a name, placed back her lost things like magic, and watched from afar - never expecting love, only hoping she'd notice. Years passed. Life moved on. She forgot him... Until she turned 18. Something inside her shifted - a feeling, a longing, a memory. And now, for the first time... She starts seeking the boy who never stopped seeing her. This is the journey of a girl chasing the shadow that once chased her.

A cursed bloodline. A forbidden mark. A love that defies the moon. Aria never knew her touch could awaken something ancient until the night Kael, the ruthless Alpha of the Shadowfang Pack, saved her from death... and claimed her as his. But in the shadows of her past lie secrets that could ruin them all betrayal, hidden powers, and a destiny the Elders swore to bury. When the mark burns, and the hunt begins, will love survive... or will fate tear them apart? His Alpha's Touch is a gripping werewolf romance of passion, prophecy, and primal danger. Dare to enter the pack.

I always enjoy stumbling over new writers and just going over their work. Here are the ones I deem valuable and with potential and my thoughts about their work. The works presented here can be found offensive by some and not suitable for all ages, however, I will place a mature warning next to their work.

He was the secret she wasn't supposed to find. She was the weakness he couldn't afford. Love bloomed. Blood spilled. And in the end- scars stayed longer than promises.

Risk Rhaedrix G. Ruellez

WELCOME TO THE CHAOS. Sooooo... this story picks up two years after the crazy twists of the movie (KPOP DEMON HUNTERS) - yep, after the big fight, the drama, the tears, and the epic revival of literally everyone. Thanks to Rumi (our resident genius), the HUNTR/X crew and the Saja Boys decided to do the most logical thing ever: start a group chat. What could possibly go wrong? This fanfic is part of the KPDH: The Group Chat universe - inspired by the iconic movie and a hilarious fanfic by 3LINZEE called "The group chat. (DAMIANYA!) [shoutout to all the DamiAnya fans - you know who you are!]. While the characters aren't mine, the story is - and each chapter dives into a different topic, from brainrot to banter to borderline chaos. There might be part twos, part threes, or just random spirals. Who knows? Feel free to chat your ideas for the next crazy rollercoaster, from random roasts to kilig moments, powered by brainrot and bad decisions. I'm new here on Wattpad, so go easy on me - but I promise you laughs, feels, and maybe a few unhinged moments. Buckle up and enjoy the ride! #Kpop Demon Hunters: The Group Chat nobody asked for - but we're all here for. WARNING: - might be cringe - swearing (but only once in a while) - and many more. so be ready

BORN TO KILL I've never felt a mother's love - she died giving birth to me. I've never felt a father's love - he despises me, calling me a curse... a killer. From the moment I was born, everything went wrong. My mother died. My father's fortune crumbled. And somehow... I am the reason. Maybe he's right. Maybe I am a curse. Because every time someone tries to hurt me, something inside me moves on its own. And before I even realize it... they're gone. It's as if my body has its own instructions - kill. Kill. Kill. I can't stop it. And the more it happens, the more I feel... drawn to it. The shadows whisper, the darkness watches, and my hands tremble with a hunger I don't understand. I don't know if I'm cursed... or if I'm just beginning to embrace what I was born to do. One thing is certain: when danger comes close, it doesn't escape. Dark. Twisted. Unstoppable.

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In a quiet village where summers feel endless and memories linger like warm sunsets, a girl crosses paths with a boy who changes everything. Their story unfolds slowly-between bonfire nights,