Selcouth Hymns | Outclass #1
- Reads 1,815
- Votes 184
- Parts 21
COMPLETED | English Version
"And under the moonlit café, along with the selcouth hymns, the outcast found a place to call home."
When her landlord managed to get rid of the troublesome pair she had as her neighbors, Ezra felt like she was ascending to a new world through the unyielding joy she emitted. However, after living in this vast world for twenty years, Ezra ought to know better. Especially with the gigantic bag of misfortune she's carrying on her shoulder.
Only when her new neighbors arrive did she discover the true meaning of calm before the storm.
She was but an innocent little lass, as pure as the driven snow and chained by her perpetual list of misadventures. He was rumored to be a delinquent; a wrathful blaze and a destructive storm of chaos and disorder. They had lived their lives in virtual recluses. Curious, they both were, to each other's deeds that went beyond their insight and understanding.
All Rights Reserved
#439
novella
Series
[ outclass ]
- 21 parts
3 parts
1 part
Join the largest storytelling communityGet personalized story recommendations, save your favourites to your library, and comment and vote to grow your community.
You may also like
The pain in her eyes: Dear younger me
[ COMPLETED ] She wasn't easy to recognise at first, yet she had always been there. Time blurred her face, but her presence lingered - living quietly in places long forgotten. It's strange how the younger version of ourselves can fade, yet remain. Now she stands clear - her voice, her wounds, her loneliness - all still present, all still true. If only someone could go back and rewrite her story, whispering, "It's going to be okay." This is no ordinary book. It's a letter to the younger self we all once knew, and the silent truth behind the pain in her eyes.Complete
Blue Strings - Will You Fall In Love, With Time?
(under editing, interested ones may reach out to me) In the symphony of love, their melodies intertwined, yet fate's chorus whispered no promise of forever. In a journey where hearts yearned but souls wandered apart, they discovered that true love sometimes meant embracing the courage to release, for the sake of finding happiness in the echoes of what could have been. ... SNEAK A PEAK Never have I ever thought that one day, I'll wake up to hear these words from a person I love the most, romantically. I pushed him back, I held him by his shoulders and pinned to the wall. I know I wrongfully confined him, but how dare he? 'You dare question my love for you?" I raised my voice. He is surprised, he widened his little eyes, those I would love to stare at all day or may be he is shocked as well. HAHA!! I Find it annoyingly funny how easily he quoted 'Thank god, You didn't love me too deep in the ocean', "Oh darling, wait till you drown inside and ask for my help when you can't swim to the shore" I retorted and defended my love.Complete
Her Blue Sky
𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐁𝐋𝐔𝐄 𝐒𝐊𝐘 ~ 𝐀 𝐇𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐬𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐥 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐍𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐥 𖥔 ࣪ ᥫ᭡ꗃ⋆࣪. Book 1 of Broken and Bound Duet. "You love yourself, don't you?" Neil asked smugly and Jaanvika nodded to which he replied, "That's why I hate you." "I hate everything that you love." He repeated with a grin. "I love your ocean blue eyes." Jaanvika said after a beat, her smile turning sweet and sharp at once, "Can you please pluck them out?" She watched for the irritation to surface on his face. Instead, he slung his bag back onto his shoulder in one fluid motion, pulled her towards him by her arm, and muttered into the small distance between them, "Doesn't matter. They're already yours." He paused for a second as something crossed his face, "They keep searching for-" He bit the words off mid-sentence, while she hiccuped at the sudden weight of them, naturally. His fingers came up to her nose, and he held her gaze with a steadiness as if he's laying a trap, "They actually search for you, you know. But do you know why?" Jaanvika looked into his eyes the way one looks into deep water. She was compelled but uncertain of the depth,"Wh - why?" "Just to annoy you." He bumped his forehead lightly against hers. ≫∘❀♡❀∘≪ A story of first love, heartbreak and emotional strength. Take a breath as you're in for a long journey. Let 𝐉 and 𝐍 show you what it means to fall, break, and still hope. 𝑾𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒎𝒚 𝒑𝒚𝒂𝒂𝒓 𝒕𝒐 𝒎𝒚 𝒑𝒚𝒂𝒂𝒓𝒔, ~𝐴𝑟𝑐𝑡𝑢𝑟𝑢𝑠![Bound By His Obsession [COMPLETED]](https://img.wattpad.com/cover/385603128-256-k172043.jpg)
Bound By His Obsession [COMPLETED]
Prologue The night was heavy with rain, the kind that swallowed the stars and drowned out the hum of the city. Liana sat by her bedroom window, her heart caught in the same endless loop it had been for years. Kade. His name was a melody and a curse, a thread woven into every moment of her life since she was five years old. She remembered the way his laughter had once been innocent, the way his touch had been casual, careless. But as they grew older, something in him shifted. It was in the way his gaze lingered too long, how his voice turned softer when he said her name. She should have been afraid. Maybe she was, in some small corner of her heart. But she loved him anyway. What Liana didn't know-what she hadn't yet pieced together-was that Kade's devotion had gone far beyond friendship, far beyond love. To him, Liana wasn't just his best friend. She was his anchor, his obsession, the only thing in a world that often felt like chaos. And if he had to keep her close-by any means necessary-then so be it.Complete
Her Hidden Self | ✓
Some people merely adopt darkness, but she was born into it. Hiding every gloomy secret, covering all the lies, she walks through the life devoid of all emotions. They all labeled her, those silly people, if only they had stop for a moment and observed. Looked into her eyes and see the wreckage behind them, see the hurt and the pain behind that anger. Nobody noticed, nobody tried to care... until that someone. • • • They loath each other and there's nothing anyone could do. Winter and Ethan are like fire and ice, like darkness and light, like hurricane and tornado they don't mix at all. But, fate, my friend is one hell of a player. So, what will happen when Fate works it's magic and the two arch enemies are thrown together? Amidst all the chaos, heart breaks and tears, will the truth finally come out and surrender? or will it act just as stubborn as the person, who hid it. Copyright © mysteriouslypoetic 2018. All Rights Reserved.Complete
Ashes of Flesh, Dust of Bone, Weight of the Mighty Carried all Alone
Have you ever felt like you're the only one who cares? That the kindness you feel and wish to share is not what those around you, or the world around you wants? Have you ever felt so alone because you're so different, especially in mind? Like an outcast, ostracized for believing where others demand you submit to nihilism, subjugation, and cruelty? To be so full of and see so much of light, where those around you only chose to see darkness. And you're left feeling as if your life, your faith, your empathy, and your being are worthless? Well, hopefully this short story will give you an answer/reason as to why being you; different, kind, and/or faithful, are NEVER worthless and will NEVER be pointless. No matter how many scorn you, or how fierce nature may blow over you. Even if you may be alone, know that your faith and/or philosophy is NEVER alone; or for naught.Complete
The Fate We Chose | Duet 1
This story is purely intoxic, a mix of friendship, love, high-school romance, and pure chaos, with comedy at its heart. It mainly focuses on a tight-knit group and the bond they share through every phase of life. This is Inspired by real life, this book reflects the kind of friend group the authors always wished for messy, loud, loving, supportive, and unforgettable. From laughter to madness, from silly moments to deep connections, it's all about growing together and never letting go of your people.Complete
Gone | Edited
The first in the Gone trilogy. ❝People change. Memories don't. ❞ I had that one person. That one person who would be my brightness in the dullest of days (trust me, there were a lot) just by gracing me with his presence. The frown that was permanently etched on my face would always seemingly dissipate into the happiness I felt when we'd meet up, running into his arms like he was my safe place. Everyone expected him to have someone, but no one thought it'd be me. No one wanted it to be me. Looking back on it now, it seemed like a typical love story. Him, the kind and gentle-hearted boy and I, the rude and cold-hearted girl. He wasn't kind, he wasn't gentle-hearted because if he was, then he wouldn't have left. Without a word. His lack of words towards me doesn't mean that I'm left speechless. In fact, I have a thousand words wanting to just slip off my tongue right this moment. Just because he's gone. [HIGHEST: #122 Short Story- 28/07/2015] Cover by my dear friend John. Editing finished in Feb 2016Complete
[ COMPLETED ] She wasn't easy to recognise at first, yet she had always been there. Time blurred her face, but her presence lingered - living quietly in places long forgotten. It's strange how the younger version of ourselves can fade, yet remain. Now she stands clear - her voice, her wounds, her loneliness - all still present, all still true. If only someone could go back and rewrite her story, whispering, "It's going to be okay." This is no ordinary book. It's a letter to the younger self we all once knew, and the silent truth behind the pain in her eyes.
More detailsContent Guidelines