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She's a lost soul, searching for Froot Loops in a world of Cheerios. Emotions. Inflicted by words, Creating signals to connect those emotions. A pang in your heart, the dull ache of love, a tedious, meaningless thing to some. The entire thing to others. Confusing, at the least. All consuming, at the most. We bundle it inside, Hide it in boxes, In the deepest crevices of our persona, Then suddenly, it burst free, tumbling into the atmosphere, filling every hour, every moment. Words convey it. Words share it. Through words, our emotions are liberated. Disclaimer: I wrote this throughout the course of a year. It had its ups and it's down in emotion. It ends on a happy note, I think. It has some overdramatic things in which my past self annoys me sometimes. But it also has some good pieces of thought. The world sucks. I can't promise that it's not going to suck, Because it probably always will. But there will be times Where the good in the world Makes it suck a little less.

In life you are dealt the biggest challenges. When those are thrown your way you should just breathe. If you are Leah Wilson, that is not the easiest thing to do. After a scarring school life consisting of brutal beatings from a certain boy, Leah leaves her town, in hopes of escaping her past. She lived with her aunt until she received the news that she would be returning to the town that made her life hell in order to save her parents' failing marriage. With a mind that is clouded with horrid memories from her past, Leah struggles to stay afloat while a certain bully comes back into her life claiming that he was sorry for what happened that one fateful night. Will she be able to ignore the past and fall in love with the boy that almost killed her? But most of all, can she ignore his current mistakes?

Y/N had long since perfected the art of hiding the cracks in her heart, a quiet ache that lingered beneath the surface, unnoticed by the world around her. Trust had been shattered too many times, leaving behind only the remnants of love she once gave so freely. The weight of solitude clung to her like a second skin, and each day she walked through life as though she were a ghost, watching the world pass by, yearning for something she couldn't quite reach. But when the night embraced her, when sleep whispered its soft lullaby, everything changed. In the silence of her dreams, something shifted-though her eyes could not see, her heart felt it. It was a presence, gentle yet unyielding, that made her believe, just for a moment, that there was more to life than the ache she carried. A presence that whispered in the stillness, as though it had always known her, waiting in the spaces where dreams met reality. In that sacred space, between waking and sleeping, Y/N began to feel the warmth of something new. It was not a dream, but something more-a promise, tender yet powerful, that whispered softly to her soul. "I can't promise you a perfect world, but in this moment, let me be the one who never lets you go." In The Dreamer's Embrace, Y/N begins a journey where the weight of silence starts to lift, revealing a connection she never expected-a love, not of fantasy, but something she's always longed for. Will she open her heart to this strange, beautiful presence, or will the weight of her past keep her trapped in the shadows?

《Made by the attempts to escape the shackles of her past...a girl learns to use love as a pawn in her vindictiveness and vindication. There is a danger when you don't leave the past behind, and reinvent your life; that at some point you'll look at yourself and no longer recognize who you see. A sequel to Life is a choice.》 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ••My grin enlarged. If I had fangs, damn they would make me look fucking gorgeous. A true messenger of death. Releasing a soft sigh I eyed him down. "This will hurt you more than it will to me." •• *Completed* [[Word count: 50 000+]]

Life gave me another chance with him and all i'm going to do is break his heart. What would you do if life suddenly gave you another chance to be with your true love? Would you hurt him like he hurt you? Or would you realize that the feelings you been avioding are more strong then you imagine. Take a journey with Aldabella as she must learn that when life gives you a second chance make it worth living for.

🔱 BROKEN 🔱 A feeling of hopelessness, loneliness and despair. A feeling that leaves a person empty, blank and stone cold because of it. Usually accompanied by a lack of self worth. Cause: Trauma, depression or loss of a loved one. Sometimes all of them. Can also be a side effect of bottled up feelings, waiting to burst at any moment. Treatment: The greatest cure for of al. A cure so hard-so rare, yet beautiful-to find, let alone acquire. Once it is in your grasp however, nothing can come between it and the person who craves it. Love. 🔱🔱🔱 Ashley Crowther has had it all. She's been all. She knows nothing but joy, laughter and how to have a good time. Get under her skin however, and she might just bite. You might just see a side of her that she's so expertly great at keeping at bay. But how long? How long will it take for her true self to finally burst free? 🔱🔱🔱 Eros Huxley is broken. To a point where he cant be put back together, to a point where he couldn't care less about anything. He's been the boy your parents warned you to never play with, the boy who never smiles, the boy covered in bruises and the boy who always looks down. The black sheep of not just his family, but of a whole town. All these before he was even 12 years old. What about when he gets older? 🔱🔱🔱 With every light, there is a darkness, waiting for its moment to come. With every right, there is a wrong. With every joy, there is a sorrow. Nothing can truly be itself, without having an opposite side to it. One cannot exist without the other. With sadness always watching from the corner, growing and growing, bigger and stronger, for its moment to arrive; to surface. No one is ever truly free from it. ©

[COMPLETED] #Ranks : #14 on 30/11/18 (category : Ex) #17 on 29/6/19 ( category : adultromance) #57 on 29/6/19 ( category: Suspense) Excerpt : "I can't believe they chose you!", I said. "Oh, so you think I knew about all this? Marrying you was the last thought in my mind ", he spoke coldly. "Look, if we are marrying each other, we have to find a way to stand each other. I can't take any more troubles in my life. So after this whole marriage thing, let's just travel our own paths, not shoving our noses into each others business. Deal? ", I asked hoping he'd say yes. "Deal", he said with a smirk "as long as you truly keep yourself to only yourself. " I narrowed my eyes and said "As if. " and walked away. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Ashley Payne had the perfect life. A nice family, with a cute sister, loving mother, protective father, a straight A student, and the best boyfriend in town, Liam Anderson. Both the families knew each other very well, going to Sunday brunches and weekend tours together. But everything comes to a stand-still on one night, at a party, when she finds him in bed with another girl. Two years later, after she has made herself earn a secure place in one of the top and finest clothing brand company, locking away the secret and hurt deep inside her heart. But now Liam is back. And this time it's for the worse. Revenge is all they see and all that they want. But when Liam proposes marriage, Ashley is not ready to back out in order to prove herself. The marriage does bring them close, making Ashley question the truth of the past, but with enemies lurking around, how long can they stay together ? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ A/N : It's my first book and hence I'm just getting accustomed to all the new things on Wattpad. So please bear with me on this journey <3 Love, Candy ❤️ #thelitawards2019

Saving Leah Series Book 7 "So what do you admire most about women?" I ask the man as he sips on his coffee. He smirks as he sets his cup down, acting as if my question was some sort of joke, "Her complete submission, of course." I hum, disproving greatly of this answer as well as all the others before. "Birdie is not the type of submissive to give complete submission easily. What is your plan with that?" I ask him. He just laughs, "Every submissive can be broken in, it is only a test of a dominant's will," he says with a smirk. I smile tightly and slide his application into my folder, having all the answers I need. "So when do I get to meet her?" He asks, suddenly standing as he sees me gathering my things. I smile for real now, taking great pleasure in this part of the project. "Birdie is a flame in need of stoking, not extinguishing. I appreciate your time, but I have a lot of other candidates-" "There is nothing wrong with me holding my submissive up to high standards. I'm an incredibly experienced dominant and-" "This has nothing to do with your experience level. Like I said before-" I try to explain again before he once again cuts me off. He raises his voice going on about himself. I doubt he really cared for Birdie all that much. He's never met her. This is an ego thing. "You have a nice day," I tell him with a sigh, turning and checking my watch as I leave the coffee shop. Appointment four down, six more to go. ---- Birdie, the wild, sassy, and fiery child of Ellie and Charlie is now of age to have her own dominant. With deep insecurities about her own personality, she asks her beloved brother Weston to find her a dominant. Ethan set out in life to be successful and he did just that. He owns his own finance company, his house and a nice car...but no submissive. He finds Birdie's profile online and is intrigued by the vague descriptions and the extensive interview process he must undergo to meet her.

deep down everyone has secrets , deep down everyone is in pain. some people are just better at hiding it or feel like pain is okay. a girl who seems happy and a guy who can read her like a book pass ways just In this book. tears and joy ,cries and hugs. everything will be okay if she just would have one good luck. But that's not what she cared about, all she wanted was to run away from home, but that grip of her father won't leave her alone . Will he save her fast enough? Or will he help alone not be enough ? - - - " where were you? " " w-what? " " i walked past your class, I was going to walk you to lunch, I wanted t- uhm but you weren't there." " uh I left earlier because I needed to go to the bathroom." " no, I had free period I was waiting on you there the whole time. " Disclaimers 🛑 This isn't a fantasy book This is my first book so I am not the greatest Warnings ⚠️ ⚠️ selfharm, suicide, rape, abuse, death, child loss

Highest ranked- #10 in action 2/16/2017 A promotion. That's all I wanted. I didn't want to run for my life. I didn't want to be kidnapped. I didn't want to face death. I didn't want to find out my whole life was a lie. I just wanted a bloody promotion. Guess fate had other plans? **** The cold air fanned over my face as I opened the door. The exit door lead to the back of the building so it was pitch black. I leaned against the wall trying to control myself. Blood was running down my arm and head. My hair was stuck to my face from all the sweat and blood. Everything was spinning around me and the ground seemed like it was shaking. Groaning I sat down and put my head on my knees. He knows who I am. He knows how I look like. He knows where I work so possible knows where I live. I am not safe anymore... no where. While I was in my own world I heard faint sounds behind me but I didn't bother to look or run away. The footsteps got closer and I was pretty sure it was Walker's men. I should run. I should try to fight. But what's the point in trying to run away? He would eventually find me and if he has his way he would most likely kill me. If this is my fate then why am I trying to fight it? I felt someone harshly grab my waist and pull me up and I complied. They dragged me down the alley and into the busy street. I heard the opening of a car and the next thing I knew I was being thrown into a car. My head hit the hard leather seat and the door shut behind me. Maybe this is how my life will end. Maybe I should just let it happen. Maybe I was destined to die alone as a no one. With that I let the darkness consume me.