El Todo Esta Escrito
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Concluida vie, dic 7, 201833m
Piensa tu como quieras pero actúa como los demás.
Puedes tener ciertas dudas, ciertos puntos de vista, puedes tener algún dogma, la opción de orientación política, solo piensa e imagina, solo rige tu ideología, se un libre pensador dentro de un país fallido.
Cada uno de los temas que aplico en este escrito no es mas que mi punto de vista y un toque filosófico dentro de estos, mi intención no es afectar de cierta manera al lector puesto que cada uno piensa de manera distinta al resto, así mismo los invito a dejar su opinión.
TEMAS
1-Pensamientos.
2-Muerte "El Comunista"
3-El Libre Pensador.
4-El Burgués Político.
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Thoughts
*** A Wattpad Featured Collection *** Dreams. Imagination. Emotions. These are what this book emodies. The stories here will be centered on these three pillars. Pillars that can open up the world we live in to something better than what we know. And nothing can define the world better than the Thoughts we have everyday. Here's a couple of mine :) ............................................................................................................................... This book is a collection of short stories written to inspire, facilitate, and maybe even motivate, anyone out there with something to say about life. A story is a gift best shared than received. Amazing cover was done by @KRosalle. She's truly an amazing person🙌 (The Creativity Awards Runner's Up ✌😊) (The S.S.P.R 3rd place Random Winner✌😊) (The Rose Awards 1st place Short Story Winner✌😊) (The Pen and Ink January Quote Awards 2nd Place Winer✌😊) (Featured in Wattpad Short Stories Reading List "Boxed Sets" ✌️😊) *I'm climbing the ladder here haha*Concluida
I'm Your Man (Mashle x Fem!Gojo!Reader)
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The Sorrow in His Eyes: Regretful Husband
-Completed- What would you do if the man you trust the most, brings you pain and anguish? Could you forgive him? A married woman hears from her beloved husband that he doesn't want to be married anymore, and after hearing this devastating news, she makes the decision to remain strong. And maybe her husband will discover that he didn't know what he was asking for. Tags: Grovel, regret, forgiveness, second chance, HEA, emotional cheating (off page). Main couple: Adam and Sophie No physical cheating. Talk with OW (off page). Celibate. Besotted hero. Besotted husband. Grovel. Happy ending for the main couple. Second chance. Married couple. Separation for week/months. Possessive. Mine. Strong language. Sex scenes. Chapters: 20-25 chapters with epilogues "I will not hate you. But be warned, at this moment, I am tempted to say, even now, I will not take you back. So, if you do it Adam, just forget you were married to me. Just forget about me. In case you are thinking of taking a sample in what seems like a delicious buffet, offered by your beloved friends, and then, after everything, if you feel like coming back here asking me for a second chance, Adam, darling, you are going in for a bad, very bad surprise! I will not take you back. Even loving you, I will not take you back!" I pause and continue Just read if you like HEA and forgiveness.Concluida!["My Little Monster~"|| Selever X Reader [DISCONTINUED]](https://img.wattpad.com/cover/268673945-256-k202187.jpg)
"My Little Monster~"|| Selever X Reader [DISCONTINUED]
Hello! This is my first book so there will probably be some Errors but i'll try my best to fix it. Also English is not my native language so pardon my bad grammar😅😅😅 . Anyway here are some keywords: (Y/N) = Your Name (L/N) = Last Name (H/C) = Hair Colour (H/L) = Hair Length (F/C) = Favourite Colour (S/F/C) = Second Favourite Colour (F/F) = Favorite Food (F/D) = Favourite Drink (F/S) =Favourite Sweet (B/N) = Brother's Name (M/N) = Mother's Name (F/N) = Father's Name __________________________________________________________________________________ You're on college btw and (Y/N) is female. here's a peek at my book. _________________________________________It was a sunday morning and you were making lunch for you and you're roommates. Suddenly you got a call from the headmaster saying that you and your roommates would be having a new roommate and that they would be arriving after lunch. ~Time Skip~ You were playing video games on the couch when you heard a knock on the door. You were confused on why there were knocking on the door because it was Sunday and most of the students were out doing god knows what. Then you suddenly remembered that the headmaster told you that you were having a new roommate today. You opened the door and you see a cute half human half demon boy. "Oh! You must be our new roommate. Nice to meet you, My name's (Y/N) (L/N)." You introduced yourself. "Sup cutie. The names Selever nice to meet you." ............... That's all folks! If you want more of this story, I suggest you read this book. Edit: Just a fair warning. Some chapters may have been jumbled Because of an error so please check the chapters before you read them please.Concluida
On His Knees: Regretful ex-Husband
-Completed- We were married for a year. It was a dream marriage, and my husband was a dream man. Unfortunately, someone from his family was deadly set on destroying our lives. And, one day, when I was not expecting, everything was gone. My husband kicked me out of our home. He humiliated me in the worst possible way. Told me to never dare show my face again in front of him. He divorced me like I was nothing. Now... Tags: HEA, grovel, happy ending, marriage, divorce, regret, forgiveness Main couple: Nicholas and Rebecca No cheating. No other women or men. Celibate. Besotted hero. Besotted ex-husband. Grovel. Happy ending for the main couple. Second chance. Divorce. Separation for week/months. Possessive. Mine. Strong language. Sex scenes. Chapters: 20-25 chapters with epilogues "How can I, babe? How can I leave, how can I leave? Babe, don't ask me to leave. I know I don't deserve the time of your day. But I can't stay away my love. I can't. Please, If you have any mercy to spare me, I will take it. Anything you want to give me, I will accept. Just don't ask me to leave... Rebecca....!" Just read if you like HEA and forgiveness.Concluida
"Goodbye Curly Head"
Through thick and thin the Law shall prevail. A new sense of purpose awaits us, children of light, in the land where it all began. The darkness in which we once cowered in fear, now curbed by the might of our endless light. Come, brothers, come, sisters. Let there be peace among the wicked, just as the Law dictates. Peace and certainty is all that you have ever longed for, little angel. A bright, stable future. A roof without holes above thy head. Acknowledgement and recognition of thy existence, feverish dreams of grandeur. Greed born from yearning, treacherous vines of rapacity taint your innocent soul. You seek a future that does not exist. Let thy fingers hold the fragile line between dream and nightmare. Let thy light navigate the path. Shall thee give in and falter, O' land of old, envelop his body in thy unending flame of chaos. Spit out nothing but an empty husk, the remnants of a smile once so bright. Shall thee prevail, O', Great Kazdel, I ask of you, the impossible - take mercy on the innocent. Don't let the radiance dim and don't let the mind turn bleak. Wake, young traveler. Bid thy farewells and burn thy bridges. It's time to say goodbye, curly head. Cross post from AO3. For a shorter and more on-point description, look no further! I had something silly written up before throwing it out in exchange for that wall of text upstairs. It's a little story "about a young, dumb sankta who's been dealt a bad hand at life, looking for his place in all this mess. The pointless search for a better future leads him far, far away from home, to a country forever ravaged by war and misery - Kazdel, the promised land where devils roam free and peace feels out of place." Anyway, it's quite lengthy, but hopefully enjoyable? Slide a comment if you want, I'll give you a tiny kiss on the forehead. Man, do I love comments. (Lastly, to point out, English is not my native language, but I don't think it'll be much of an issue ;3)Concluida
Static
{COMPLETED} "now that you've had your fun electrocuting me, would you care to hop in the backseat?" ---------------------------------------------------------- Freak DNA. That's what I like to call it. The fault to my genetic code. More often than not, it's a curse. The static running through my blood gave me a name. A cruel, daunting label of a measly bug. A roach. That's what I am to them, to the government. Roach; the nameless monster with electricity for a sense and lightening as a second nature. It ruined my life, the sparking currents playing tag in my mind, running around and bumping into everything, shaking me loose. The government, actually. They ruined my life. My curse just gave them a reason. You see, the normal population with ordinary DNA, they don't know about the people like me. The roaches of the world. We don't get that kind of recognition at the camps. There, we are only one thing in the military's eyes. We are weapons and we will act like it. Everyone else out there, bathing in the goodness they don't know they've got, they don't know about the roaches their stepping on. As long as their getting closer to the sky, they don't care what they stand on to reach it. They don't know about the sparkling dreamer that's killed 7 people before her 17th birthday. They don't about the ghost of a girl peaking around corners for her entire life because even home wasn't safe. They don't know about the fighter of steel and iron sucking on his bloody lip courtesy of the wars he battles in as nothing but a shadow. They don't know about the masked villain who would do anything to see the army they lead claim the throne They don't know about us. But they will, because we will rise. And when we arrive, we will arrive violently. ___________________________________________ Started: 10.06.15 Finished: 3.17.16Concluida
These little hashtags pepper our lives. These are mine and how they represent me. At least that is how I wanted this book to be. It was to be a book of short articles using a hashtag as inspiration. However, it has grown and changed as I have. This book was birthed from my not-so-short social media posts. As I began engaging with people who don't share the same opinion as me, I dug deeper into trying to understand how I decided on my beliefs. I did some armchair research on Street Epistemology. If you haven't heard of it, YouTube it. It will get you to think! I did. I came face to face with what I believed, how I got there, and why. It also forced me to ask whether my beliefs are consistent with my morals and ethics. This book is my contribution to the marketplace of ideas. Hopefully, it stands up to scrutiny. If not, let me know. Maybe you will change my mind. Don't be afraid to join in the conversation; our fluid and diverse voices make our society unique.
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