secret - the*writing*star - Wattpad

Story cover for secret by the-writing-star

secret

the-writing-star

Reads 25
Votes 1
Parts 2
Time 5m

Reads 25
Votes 1
Parts 2
Time 5m

the-writing-star

doubt geheim lgbt secret selfdiscovery selfdoubt trueheart twijfel

Wat als je en geheim hebt?
Als je het voor je zelf houd zal er niks veranderen, alles blijft rustig. Maar als je het verteld kan het twee kanten op, of alles wordt beter of alles wordt slechter.
Is het de gok waard? Ben je bereid alles op het spel te zetten voor een kans op iets beters?All Rights Reserved

doubt geheim lgbt secret selfdiscovery selfdoubt trueheart twijfel

Table of contents

2 parts

Sign up to add secret to your library and receive updates

or

Content Guidelines

You may also like

Back Home • Book 2 | COMPLETED by NRHunter

***TRIGGER WARNING | RATED MA*** ~~~BOOK 2 IN LIAAIS SERIES~~~ SUICIDE HOTLINE: 1-800-273-8255 "Be Confident. Too Many Days Are Wasted Comparing Ourselves To Others. And Wishing To Be Something We Aren't. Everybody Has Their Own Strengths And Weaknesses. And It's Only When You Accept Everything You Are And Aren't. That You Will Truly Succeed." - Unknown The summer after high school when we first met... Yeah not really. That's not how this one goes. They tell me that it's a phase what I'm going through. Is it really? Is 6 years of my life off and on really just a phase? I don't know anymore. •Completed 9 November 2017• Ranks: #70 in #selfworth (22.10.18)

Short Stories and Poems by CJ_Pride

This is my collection of random short stories and poems that I have written.

Star Beings by Ghost_Writer143

I thought I was normal. That's what I was always led to believe anyways. But then one day a portal opened up in my closet and someone yanked me onto the other side. Now I'm stuck in a different world where apparently magic exists and I'm one of the ten people who can use all forms of it. Crazy, right? A two weeks ago I was a depressed 14 year old kid from Texas. Now I'm a confused and depressed 14 year old from Texas that has magic abilities I can barley control. Funny how quickly things can go from "meh, my life kinda sucks" to "WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON?!?!" in a matter of seconds. Now I have to end a freaking war. I only have one question really. What did I get myself into by being born???

Broken Pieces (Jason the Toymaker x Reader) by SarahMKJ

An accident during a competition shattered her life in the horse world. Her life is now in a wheelchair. Her only friend on main campus was a shattered doll that she fixed and took care of. She didn't know that the porcelain doll will change her life. For the better or the worst she doesn't know. Yet. I don't see a lot of these so decided to give it a try. I needed another project to work on while I do "Blank Face". I might do one more Creepypasta. *Contains strong language* Y/N- your name L/N- last name E/C- eye color H/C-hair color F/C- favorite color Hrs/C-horse color F/R- favorite restraunt ___- time skip pov- point of view

The Troll Hunter《Norway x Reader》[✔] by pumpkin_orange020

You work as a student journalist in your third of college. You were a hardworking and dedicated student, but maybe a little but too dedicated. One day you and your group had a project to make. Fun fact that they left you on your own as they traveled to Belgium for Tomorrowland. Terrific? No. Alone you ventured off to Norway knowing only bits of the language and little knowledge about the country. Good? Somehow yes. On your way you met with a graduate from your university who lived here, but something's off. Let's trace back our thoughts back to our fairytales and see the truth.

Slay My Soul by CassidyRoseNZ

There once was a girl who had a little curl right in the middle of her forehead, and when she was good she was very, very good, but when she was bad, she was horrid. Ok admittedly I don't have a curl, and I don't plan on being horrid. I plan to be their worst fucking nightmare. They took the love of my life from me, and they have broken me more than any of their previous attempts could ever dream to. But the jokes on them. My pain is my gain, and I will use it to destroy them. I will solve the prophecy and end this ridiculous power struggle. I will watch their blood fall to the swing of my sword, and I will do it with a smile on my face. My only concern is what will be left of me once the bodies fall. My inner darkness is a crazy, bloodthirsty bitch that enjoys wreaking havoc. I'm not sure that's quite what the Fate's had in mind as their champion and future queen. Meh, fuck it. Let the chips fall where they may. This is the final book in the Pieces of Me trilogy. This is not a stand-alone. Please note this is a reverse harem/ why choose book. Please read the trigger warnings inside. Explicit content R18 readers.

The First by Holostars

I was the first. I arrived in the Glade, and there was nothing and... no one. I remembered nothing about who I was, who my parents were, what happened. A few days I remembered my name, and that's it. That's all that ever came back. There were four walls surrounding me with only one exit. I wanted to go through, so I did, in hopes of finding my way out. What I found lurking on the other side was not an exit but something much worse. I found my way back, and I spent the next month fending for myself. Food, water, a temporary shelter. After a month, someone else arrived, and this person arrived with supplies. Every month a new person was sent up. Every arrival was the same as mine. They couldn't remember anything. I was the first one here, and that means that I call the shots, I make the rules, and I run the place.

Crushed Underneath the Surface by Michelle_90210

For years, I've been writing in silence, creating worlds, characters, and stories that lived only in the margins of my notebooks and tucked-away folders on my computer. Writing has always been my escape, something I've done for myself-a way to step out of reality for a moment and breathe through the lives of the people I've imagined. I've written and rewritten countless stories, always hesitant to share them, never quite confident enough to let anyone else peek into the depths of my mind. It's always felt like just a hobby, something personal, something safe. But deep down, I've carried a quiet dream of becoming a writer, even though it felt a little foolish to hope for something so big. Now, after pouring myself into this story for what feels like a lifetime, I've finally done it-I've uploaded all my chapters to Wattpad, sharing this piece of me with the world. I know I still have so much to learn, and I'm always striving to get better, but I would truly appreciate any feedback-good, constructive criticism that can help me grow. This is just the beginning, but it feels like a huge step forward. Thank you for taking a chance on this book. Whatever brought you here, whether it was curiosity, a recommendation, or just a moment of wandering, I am truly grateful.

𝖘𝖚𝖗𝖛𝖎𝖛𝖊, [Sweet Home]✔ by chingychin

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷"ᴵᵗˢ ˡⁱᵏᵉ ᵃ ᵐᵃᵗʰ ᵖʳᵒᵇˡᵉᵐ, ʸᵒᵘ ⁿᵉᵉᵈ ᵗᵒ ᵏⁿᵒʷ ᵈⁱᶠᶠⁱᶜᵘˡᵗ ˢᵒˡᵘᵗⁱᵒⁿˢ ᵗᵒ ˢᵒˡᵛᵉ ᵃ ˢⁱⁿᵍˡᵉ ᵖʳᵒᵇˡᵉᵐ. ᵀʰᵉ ᵒⁿˡʸ ˢᵒˡᵘᵗⁱᵒⁿ ʷᵉ ʰᵃᵛᵉ ⁿᵒʷ ⁱˢ, ᵗᵒ ˢᵘʳᵛⁱᵛᵉ" ╭┈◦•◦❥•◦People lived in peace, like a normal day where you do what you need to do and sleep to wait for another day to come and arrive. Not until an apocalypse arrive or shall I say, curse. ╰┈➤ ˏˋ°•*⁀➷Sweet Home (Kdrama) fanfiction This story will follow the kdrama version Cha Hyun-Soo x OC COMPLETED✔ EDITED✔

You may also like

Slide 1 of 9

Back Home • Book 2 | COMPLETED cover

Short Stories and Poems cover

Star Beings cover

Broken Pieces (Jason the Toymaker x Reader) cover

The Troll Hunter《Norway x Reader》[✔] cover

Slay My Soul cover

The First cover

Crushed Underneath the Surface cover

𝖘𝖚𝖗𝖛𝖎𝖛𝖊, [Sweet Home]✔ cover

Back Home • Book 2 | COMPLETED

TRIGGER WARNING | RATED MA ~BOOK 2 IN LIAAIS SERIES~ SUICIDE HOTLINE: 1-800-273-8255 "Be Confident. Too Many Days Are Wasted Comparing Ourselves To Others. And Wishing To Be Something We Aren't. Everybody Has Their Own Strengths And Weaknesses. And It's Only When You Accept Everything You Are And Aren't. That You Will Truly Succeed." - Unknown The summer after high school when we first met... Yeah not really. That's not how this one goes. They tell me that it's a phase what I'm going through. Is it really? Is 6 years of my life off and on really just a phase? I don't know anymore. •Completed 9 November 2017• Ranks: #70 in #selfworth (22.10.18)