Wattpadquotes Stories

Yoko Tadashi is twenty-five when the war ends. Or rather, when everything she ever loved ends, and the war simply carries on in quieter, crueler ways. Her husband, Ren, dissolved into light in Hiroshima. His shadow scorched into concrete, his last breath stolen by a brilliance that swallowed the sun. Her daughter, Suzu, lost in the spiral of chaos, becomes an ache too deep to name. Left behind in the aftermath is Yoko: not living, not dead; just after. This is not a war story. This is the story of what comes when the fire has passed, when the air still crackles with ghosts and the world demands that you go on, wearing your grief like a second skin. Set against the smoldering hush of post-Hiroshima Japan, it is a dark lullaby for the ones left behind... and the ones who never really left. Because some promises are made not in life, but in the spaces between dreams... and some love stories only begin when the world has ended. When the stars fall, and the moon fractures, she'll be there. Waiting. Wandering. Awake inside the dream.

Daca ma simti da-o mai departe

This is exactly what the title says it is. It is a collection of moments I tried to capture with words. Each chapter represents an attempt on my part to freeze a moment or a thought in time and conserve it in the shape of a poem. Wether this endeavour is being successful or not, that is for you to tell me. Author's Note: Please take into account that these are not conventional poems. They are written how I felt they should be written at the time I put them down. That being said, do not judge them based on the conventional criteria applied to poetry. Appreciate them for what they are.

Just my different poems. My thoughts, My love, My heart aches My faith.

A girl who.....

We're headed for the last safe haven in an apocalyptic wasteland. Café sans Fumée sits uneasily in a forgotten peninsula at the edge of a dying universe.

Wendy darlings Powerful senses drive the optic and mental nerves, and these things are too often affected by personal and outside influence. There is no pictoral, especially now in the space age.. August third, nineteenth century, a nearly complete Neanderthal skeleton was discovered in a cave in the French village of La Chapelle aux Saints. The differences sprinkled throughout the genome of the Neanderthal compared to us could not be recognized at the time. A reconstruction of what the puzzling skeleton could mean we still study today with miss Darling. ......... Today An average Birkin bag retails for roughly $12 000, and can be upgraded up to the approximately $300 000 with exotic and lavish decoration. The Birkin bag given to Kim Kardashian by her fiancé Kanye West is priceless we are told in our version of humanity's play out in the arts. It was given to her for Christmas 2013, and depicts a painting commissioned by New York City artist George Condo. What bizarre curation in the arts. Condo had previously worked with West on his album art. He employs a mixture of styles in his paintings, including cubism and baroque influences, and was well known in his younger years for being a dear friend to artist Keith Haring. Condo's philosophy is that there is very little difference between an artist like Rembrandt and an artist like Duchamp, and that the only way to create something new is to learn what everyone else did first. His work summarizes visual language, and depicts strange, tragic moments.

Haru took her own life after being continuously tormented by voices she would hear everywhere she went that were set up by a powerful secret organisation, the Illuminatis. She was manipulated to her death by them, but everybody just believes she had mental issues. Except for her best friend Kai who seems to be the only person to know the truth on what happened to Haru. But this story still raises lots of questions on what actually made her kill herself.

This story tells about a couple who are sports freak, the boy decides to turn his little dream into his dream date.

After him, nothing really happened in her life, or maybe she just pretended ... She's dead now, but her soul is still hunting him. #myrealstory #darkparadise #badboygoodgirl #dangerousboy #abusiveboy #sadgirl #tragedy #sadme #playingdangerous #becauseofyou

Indigana groups of companies is one of the top business companies in the entire world, but it faces challenges and problems that might ruin the entire business empire. The chairperson also known as "the boss" along with the president,who also happens to be the boss's personal assistant (PA) must save indigana at all costs....

Not everyone gets to build experiences that last for a lifetime! The Golden period of my life started when I entered Ankara,Turkey . This story is about my thrilling entry into the city of Ankara....every single moment is a personal experience...hope you enjoy reading it as much as I did writing and re-living it...

Random thoughts

Everything was cool until the number one rule was broken.

My poem is just a hint of real experience.It's my poem after 1.5 years of slump. Genre: Spiritual,Horror

Texto para alguien que supo decirse completo

So basically im so bored and I've got nothing to do, so I made some compilation of my favorite "quotable quotes" on the stories I've read here on wattpad. Enjoy!

"Earth took my ink and made it Her art." This poetry collection is filled with memories of moments both sad and happy that I hope to never forget. Life is filled with harmonies; I just write about them.

The ladies of the ton won't stop whispering about deliciously wicked Hunter O'Reilly-once a thieving street urchin, now the wealthy owner of London's most exclusive gentleman's club. There's no pleasure he hasn't enjoyed, no debauchery the handsome scoundrel won't provide for the lords who flock to his house of carnal intrigue. ⚠ TRIGGER WARNINGS ⚠ THIS BOOKS INVOLVES TOPICS AS: SEXUAL AND PHYSICAL ABUSE AND OTHER ISSUES IN THAT MATTER.