Wounded Stories

Lyra is a girl born in a world of shapeshifters, struggles with not having a shifter in her blood, despite having shifter parents. Just when she thinks she's just a human, she receives immersive powers on her sixteenth birthday. She can see death just by touching someone's skin, before it could happen. With her power comes danger, so her inner wolf warns her that she needs to keep her powers hidden and she does. Five years later, a wounded shifter is found half dead and when no one is looking, she touches him with the thought of seeing how he got injured, but instead heals him completely and accidentally awakes her mate bond. Ronan is his name And now her secret is at the brink of exposure and her mate will do just about anything to protect her...but at what cost?

A work in process

"This is what happens when you fuck with me you pussy!" The man punched Ian more and grabbed Ian's empty wallet running off. Gypsy ran over and crouched down, "are you ok Ia.. sir!" She caught herself early and douche his forehead softly, he had a huge gash. She helped him up, "cmon I'll help clean you up.." Gypsy sighed and walked to the house with him. Ian looked back at the man and held up a thumbs up, he smiles and chuckles. Gypsy sat him on the toilet with the seat down, she grabbed a paper towel and some rubbing alcohol, "I'm Ian Gray..." He smiled. At looked at him, "I'm Gypsy..." She looked at him and thinks. "Do I not get a last name?" He asked curiously. He noticed she grabbed a needle and surgical thread. Gypsy ignored the question, "this may hurt Ian..." She soaks the needle in rubbing alcohol and pours some on his wound. She daps it dry and start a to stitch him up, Ian looked up at her. After she finished, Gypsy put a bandage ontop of it, to keep it clean. Ian smiles , "thank you, Gypsy... for payment.. can I take you put to dinner?" Gypsy grabbed her phone and sighed, "sure, there's nothing better else to do here..."

COMPLETED "I exist. I know I must, because it hurts." She wakes up in a small, white room. She remembers nothing. If you can't remember, and you can't ask, how can you know who you are?

With the gods and goddesses of Olympus in another row, Hades loses his patience and opens the underworld causing a zombie apocalypse. In an effort to create a better world, the Olympians decides to kill off the zombies with Apollo's solar flare, saving only a part of the world's population. From the ashes of former Manila, a demigod is tasked to rebuild a new and better world.

//my attempt to give words to my thoughts, To let them out, To beat depression.

He was a soldier. She was a village girl. Both from different places, one peaceful, one in a war. He showed her his scars. She fell in love. ••• "Do-do they ever hurt?" She asks, dragging her finger along his scar running from one side of his mouth to the other. "Sometimes," He replies, gently taking her finger from his mouth and grasping her hand in his. "Sometimes the memories, the nightmares, kill me more than the pain." He says gently, watching her face grow sad.

Rye Westing is a human. Who has been raised by werewolves. Yeah, that may cause a few problems. But that's not all. The secretive werewolf Elders have assigned her task that only she can complete, but it seems that one of them might have a totally different agenda... Rye is suddenly thrown into an ancient conspiracy that includes werewolf love interests, vengeful ghosts, irritable nature spirits, and, of course, the end of the world.

Life seemed simple to the untrained eye, people go about their daily routines going from one place to another, however a small amount of the population didn't follow this simple routine, well, at least not all of the time, that group is known around the world as the avengers, having saved earth multiple times and bought back most of the population which had suddenly vanished. You however, were classified as a regular citizen, until one faithful day changed everything.

Erique, a ruthless vampire, is on the brink of declaring war with the humans. He's tired of seeing his people killed by humans because of their mere fear of his kind. Erique is known to be merciless with his enemies and especially those who side with the humans and try to come on his land. That's where Dani comes in. She's the daughter of an Alpha and takes pride in protecting the humans from the vampires, especially King Erique. Even though Dani has never met Erique, she holds a deep burning passion of hate for him. He has killed many Shifters and humans and that doesn't settle well with her. When Dani hears the rumor of King Erique possibly going to war with the humans, she takes matters into her own hands. Dani brings several of the pack's strongest fighters to King Erique's land, without her Father's knowing. Unfortunately, Dani and her pack members are easily captured and brought to King Erique himself, only for Dani to find out that Erique is her mate.

This is a mini story I wrote during a low point in my depression, but now that I've overcome it, I thought I'd share because it's honestly one of my best emotional works.

He lived in lines - on chalkboards, in books, within his mind. Each day was measured, each smile rationed. But he wasn't cold. Just... preserved. Like a letter never sent, like warmth hidden in winter clothes. She, on the other hand, was all hesitation and hush - a storm trained to walk like a drizzle. She knew how to disappear in rooms, to carry pain in a way that didn't make noise. But not all softness shatters. Some soften the sharpest edges - and she would, eventually, soften his. They didn't meet like lovers do in stories. There was no thunder, no fate carved in stars. Only two tired souls brushing past each other in a world too loud. And yet, in the silence between them, something stirred. Not passion, not poetry - but something braver. A promise of healing. A story of quiet love. One that begins not with a confession - but with a look that says, "I see you. Even if no one else ever did." ✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨ Nirav Karthikeyan is a man who spoke not of dreams, but of duties done right. A man with ink-stained fingers and silence tucked into every breath. Not one for vows of forever, but he kept promises in his eyes. Neat lines, steady steps - until chaos wore a braid and smiled at his door. Nithisha is A girl made of sighs and silver anklets, laughing only when no one watched. She stitched hope in silence, hid her bruises behind bindis. Clumsy hands, careful heart - with eyes that longed for belonging. They called her cursed, but she carried grace like morning light slipping in through closed windows.

This is a historical fiction piece based off of the short excerpt of the medal of honour recipient Private First Class Harold C. Agerholm. The actual excerpt is found in the story just before the diary entry. I have always had a fascination with the sacrifice and the bravery of the people who defended our country and so I decided to tell their story. I hope you can all enjoy this fictional retelling as I hope to make some more!!

This very book consists of original poetries that are very personal to me. This is my first book of poetry, That is raw and dug deep within me. The scars and wounds were fresh from the battlefield. It took a toll on my mental health. But I am a strong survivor, who is ready to share my story with the world.

THIS IS THE FIRST DRAFT, SO UNLESS YOU ARE IN THE MIDDLE OF IT, PLEASE GO TO THE VERSION THAT IS JUST CALLED "Good, Evil, and the Gray Area"!! THANK YOU! Lee is a girl of questionable origin. After all, creating fire and morphing into cats isn't exactly a normal pre-teen girl thing, right? And her best friend, Ava, a werewolf, isn't exactly normal either. After all, they are out to stop a couple of people's quests for world domination, although they both have their doubts about interfering. And to add to the mess, they aren't sure who's side they're on.

"I think we should jump." "Are you on crack?" "Was that a rhetorical question?" "What do you think, you imbecile?" "You kissed this imbecile." --- Katherine "Kylie" Smith always had a bad life but when she meets Evan Stone, her life takes a turn for the worst. Especially when she begins to fall in love with him. Love can be unfair but the trials it puts you through can be terrible. Love, death, and fear mix together and its either Ride or Die, because they might not make it out alive when Evan's past gets done with them. - This story is entered into the Beginner's Luck Award for #Wattys2014 and I hope you like it. Comment and vote! <3

When a "normal" life collides with a life of undercover secrets, and friendships, what happens? Renee Carl, aka Septifiria(Septi for short),is trying to keep up with crushes, college and life in general while balancing her job with an underground group of mutants that identify themselves as the VI4C. What will she choose? Will one of these lives have to give way to the other? Only time will tell. ~Chapters 7 on have not been through as many rounds of editing as the first 6 have been, so please be patient with me as I work through it. Thanks!~