Writings Stories

In a parallel dimension where the ethereal realm of creativity intertwined with the tangible world, a peculiar phenomenon emerged-the World of Half-Written Novels. This mystical domain, shrouded in the mist of imagination, was a repository for stories left dangling like cobwebs in the corners of writers' minds. In this whimsical land, characters from abandoned tales roamed freely, yearning for resolution. Half-finished plots danced through the air like elusive butterflies, teasing the senses of those who dared to venture into this literary labyrinth. Among these wanderers was Clara MacKenzie, the Seeker of Endings, determined to bring closure to these fragmented narratives. Clara was not alone on her quest. She was accompanied by a colorful ensemble of characters, each with their own unique charm and abilities. Nero, the rogue turned hero, whose cloak was woven from the threads of countless legends and who wielded the Sword of Resurgence with an oath to protect untold stories. Feline Purrfecta, the talking cat with eyes gleaming with ancient knowledge, gifted with the tongue of all creatures and able to sense the threads of destiny through her whiskers. Lyra, whose starlit hair shimmered with an ethereal light, born of stardust and moonbeams, capable of mending the fabric of reality with a touch.

SPLIT ME WIDE OPEN AND UNVEIL MY SECRETS ©️ 2019 by RMAL [ book achievements ] • #27 in Poetry 06/19/2021 • added to Coffee Community's Mocha reading list 08/21/2022

𝐏𝐎𝐄𝐓𝐈𝐂 𝐏𝐈𝐄𝐂𝐄𝐒 𝐖𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐍 𝐁𝐘 𝐌𝐎𝐈. • • • • • A book with words dipped in the emotions of a young soul. Author's note - All my works are COMPLETELY MY OWN. Please do not copy OR share my content without expressed written consent. All coincidences to any other story/person(s) are purely unintended and is simply a coincidence. Please do not use any portion of my writing in a manner as to claim it as your own.

If falling for you is what people call lust then I am in love with this love called lust! -Nirami ❤ • Earlier known as 'The Scribbler' • Highest ranking:- #54 in poetry on 03/05/2017

what do you want to say? what do you want to hear? // a series of conversations; personally made, written, and thought of by me. • highest ranking #28 in Poetry - 11/23/17 COMPLETE ✔️

This book is sent to you to advice, live the moment, show you another side, show you another world of us, a piece of the human being, feelings, deep seas, and so on. What happens when you go through these letters, sentences, and meanings. Brought to you by a lonely thoughts writer. In between your hands it will last. Please enjoy and send me your feedback.

Poems and quotes that contains love and heartbreak, and everything else in between. For her: I've moved on. You gave me heartbreak, silence, and truth wrapped in lies. But from the wreckage, I found words. Every poem you inspired helped me stitch up the wounds you left behind. You were the story I never asked to write, but maybe I needed to. I used to hurt. Now I just write. And I've moved on - not because I forgot you, but because I finally remembered who I am without you. So thank you.

For starters this isn't a story , these are just bits of pieces that I wrote . They are mostly based on personal experiences so I thought I could share it with you guys . don't forget to comment and vote !❤

A collection of my inner thoughts-a captivating journey through the labyrinth of my mind. In this anthology, I share a mosaic of thoughts, dreams and emotions that echo within the chambers of my soul.

I started writing this when i was 14. i was naive then but found great relief in writing and expressing myself. all these writings and poems are personally mine and are too close to me and my life and writing gives me happiness and is my heart a way of venting all good and bad things out. And so here are the words scribbled here and there by my heart and now typed and saved in this silly expression for a small book. To support and help me and to encourage me to write more if you like my writings, please dont forget to vote, comment and share and follow!! Indeed would to know all my reader. Hope you like it. Happy Reading. Enjoy! :)))

❝Once, I was always there. Never once, you were aware. And now you're craving for my presence. Tell me, my dear, doesn't absence make the heart grow weaker?❞ A collection of short poetry and quotes originally written by me. This book is for those who are crushing on someone, yet have no courage to express them feels in fear of facing rejection or losing a friendship. *NOTE: Please kindly vote (and comment, if you like) for any of my stories, especially if you have enjoyed them. Thank you so much in advance! ♡ Copyright © 2018 thefallenpetals All Rights Reserved • Book cover made by myself, I do not own any of the images.

This is a collections of poems that I have written. This is a work in progress so I will be constantly updating new poems or deleting ones that aren't that good. Tell me all what you think!

Gabi has been one of the boys for too long. She's always been 'the friend' in all of the movies her and her best friend has been. But what if she changed her look? How would Blake react to it? How would he feel as she changed in the shoots? Will the movies change? Does he like her? What does 'the writings' truly mean? 7 years has past and Gabi now has grown into a woman. she's not the girl who wears lip gloss anymore. Though what happens during Yasmine's wedding? What did Gabi sign?

Si vete titulli... Kujtime Kujtime qe vrasin💔

A collection of thoughts disconnected from reality.

Isolating yourself from the reality for awhile having these two best cure for it 💚 short TMI: -you can predict the weather by looking at your coffee. If the bubbles are at the edge of the cup then there will be sunny weather. Rain is likely if the bubbles are in the center of the mug. (honestly idk if this is true, i just read it somewhere lmao so maybe i thought i would add this infos here. K)

In the shimmering heat of Houston, a small, quiet man steps out of the shadows and changes everything. Jay-precise, unreadable, and feared-has crossed continents for a woman he's never touched, a voice he's only known through distance. Dakota doesn't know he's there until the night violence enters her world and he silences it with the grace of someone who's made peace with brutality. What follows is not a love story, but something colder, deeper-an understanding carved out in stillness and blood. Upstairs, under a red light and the faint hum of jazz, Jay faces the Yakuza boss who rules the city's hidden circuits. Their conversation-half philosophy, half warning-reveals what all men of power eventually learn: violence is just another form of devotion. Days later, the world moves on. The restaurant reopens. The city forgets. But Dakota can't. She feels his presence in the quiet spaces-in the rhythm of footsteps behind her, in the reflection of rain on glass, in the letters that arrive without names. Somewhere, Jay still moves through the edges of the city like smoke, watching without being seen. Some loves are built on tenderness. Others, on silence, distance, and the quiet weight of violence.

Little Breaths is an intimate collection of poems written while grieving the loss of a loved one. Each poem is a peek into a different heartache. This book explores the bittersweetness of being alive - Updated daily. Full book published on Amazon - https://www.amazon.com/dp/B08BW8M3JW/ref=cm_sw_r_cp_apa_i_1DKZMJKZ6MS2XWJKAA90

This is a collection of the poems I'm writing as the challenge of NaPoWriMo '23. Most of the poems will be written as per the Wattpad prompt posted by WattpadPoetry. I hope you will enjoy!

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