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Spectre

Reads 148
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Parts 7
Time 46m

Reads 148
Votes 9
Parts 7
Time 46m

Mature

What is true reality? Is death really the end? Is anyone truly wrong? What makes a person good? Is there such a thing as true peace? You don't know me, but I know everything about you. Forget everything you know about life because you truly know nothing. The answer to everything lies in this book. Welcome to the Spectre Universe where you assume nothing, but question everything.All Rights Reserved

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Samsara through Time by Ashgrey3

"Samsara", I read. "Those with unfulfilled desire return to a place called hell." I sighed and closed down the book. If you were given another life to live, would you live one? I boarded on a train to get away from the mundane life of no meaning, but didn't know that an accident could change my life leading me to another dimension and world; a world of mysteries and horrors, truth and deception, reality and delusion till you discern none. "All existent phenomena in the universe and I are of the same reality.' He spoke looking at me intently. "What are you?" I asked him. "A magically produced being neither comes nor goes, is neither born nor perishes; how can one speak of a place from which he comes?" Rhea and Dylan aren't separate beings, they are tied together through Karma and keep on returning to a place called hell. How will Rhea tell apart the dream and reality, the truth and lie, the light and darkness, the dead and alive? On journey to Nirvana, what will Rhea discover about herself and Dylan? Who is he or more importantly what is HE?

Everything Hurts by analiciapaloma

I knew what was coming later tonight, not only at home, but on the way there. I knew that reacting right now would just make it worse though. So I kept quiet and pretended that I was not dreading when I would be alone with the man that stood beside me, wondering when it became so normal to do so. Jason and Alicia have the perfect relationship from the outside looking in, but Alicia has kept her wounded spirit and body hidden well. After another one of Jason's violent rages that is impossible to hide, Alicia is finally able to get away from the abuse though. In the process of healing, she begins to relearn what trust, compassion, and safety are once again - that is, until Jason discovers her whereabouts. All Rights Reserved © Copyrights analiciapaloma 2014 © 2017 edits by Analicia Feliciano Book Cover Design by Analicia Feliciano (FIRST FOUR CHAPTERS *ORIGINAL AND UNEDITED* AVAILABLE HERE. PUBLISHED E-BOOK/PAPERBACK EDITION AVAILABLE ON AMAZON. LINK IN BIO.)

Will it be ok? by NoBlood_Vampire

Dealing with depression is hard, but what's harder is the people around you don't notice and play it off as you are lazy. 15 year old, Hazel had been dealing with depression, anxiety, and self-harm. Life had gone downhill ever since her father had taken his own life. Her best friend, Penelope, had noticed these signs and made it her entire mission to help her. 《🎀🌸🤍📙🍊》 Or Two best friends, Hazel and Penelope, navigate a world of pain and despair from losing someone they love. They learn that having each other was important but Hazel learns how to deal with her issues while Penelope is there to hold her in this situation. 《🎀🌸🤍📙🍊》 Obvious Disclamer: Depression, anxiety attacks, and self-harm, so if those themes aren't good for you, then don't read

My Life by celaenaaaaa

This would be really boring. You don't need to waste time reading this. Not just boring, it might be even heartbreaking. The story was still going on, and therefore I had no idea whether it would end in a tragedy or not, but I had a feeling it would. And it did. We broke up under the striking, burning sun of 19th September, 2016. I write usually in a monotone description, therefore don't judge if you read this. My name is Rue, and I wish my life could be like the picture I put as a cover of my story, colourful, calm, and with a soulmate who keeps loving me all the way. However, things never happen as what we would like them to happen. I don't love my life, but I want to remember all that once happened. I want to look back one day, when I'm fully grown, and smile or tell my old self right now that I'm dumb. Mostly and lastly, I just want to remember him, the one I very much remember right now, but will fade in times to come. It is already fading now, and I only hope that I can write them all before they disappear from my mind, forever...

Strange Life by DeathQueen1211

This book is all about the strange things that've ever happened in life, all about the little moments and decisions that have led us to the people we are today. One little change in your life can make a huge impact later on down the road. Every lesson learned and every regret made has become a part of who we are and apart of who we grow to be. Everything happens for a reason and everything has a purpose in life. It's the beauty of life itself. Beauty is in everything that is around us but not everyone sees it. Not everyone can take a step back and just admire the beauty that life has to even offer. Don't take anything for granted, cause it may just be gone tomorrow. Life is too short to wake up in the morning with regrets, so love the people who treat you right and forget about the ones who don't. If you get a chance to change your life for the better, just take it and let it happen. Nobody says this life would be easy but we have to make the best out of what we can.

𝐑𝐄𝐃𝐀𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐘 by periodflavoredvape

𝐢𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐝𝐚𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐲. 𝐢𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐧. 𝐢𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐩𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐞. 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲'𝐝 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐨𝐫. (𝐧.) 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐜𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮 ; 𝐚 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐟𝐮𝐥𝐥 • 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐛𝐲 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐨𝐝𝐟𝐥𝐚𝐯𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐝𝐯𝐚𝐩𝐞 𝜗𝜚

Black Heart (GirlxGirl, lesbian) by SanEmLexRiss14

Have you ever felt so broken that you couldn't pull yourself out of bed and continue to live your life like you used to. A simple task such as tying your shoes already seems like a huge burden on your account. Struggling with yourself because everything around you doesn't matter anymore. That's mainly because she broke my heart. Who knew love could turn a person around. Who knew love would hurt this bad. Who knew love can make you feel numb. A simple word yet it has an enormous impact in everyone's life. Everything happens for a reason, and I'm not blaming it all on her, though there are things you just wish you could take back and redo because of the feeling it gave you. And because of those traumatic event, I turned into a complete opposite of me. Well, that's until I met...her. You'd think that I've learned my lesson but she's different. I'm that cold-hearted until she drop down here on earth and save my miserable, sorry ass. A girl who doesn't know how to give up. A girl who's filled with happiness in a way that if you stare at her, there's this feeling you can't explain and it just lightens your mood. A girl who's friends with everyone because of her pure and innocent soul. A girl that can certainly light up a god d*mn world with her personality. ... And a girl who made me feel again. A girl who made me fall in love again. A girl who made me forget all the things that I've been through because she made my present more than just worth living, and my future to be worth looking forward to. And she made me fall in love with her harder than anyone did. Harder than anybody could. And I wouldn't mind to fall over and over again if at the end of the line, she's there to catch me.

Playing With Knives- LoZ by dis_cat_ded

dont read this one either Warning: this has like all the angst imaginable dude. i dont even remember all of it. here some of the big ones tho: suicides (plural), self harm, self hate and deprecation, depression, etc. all badly handled/written This place is a message... and part of a system of messages... pay attention to it! Sending this message was important to us. We considered ourselves to be a powerful culture. This place is not a place of honor... no highly esteemed deed is commemorated here... nothing valued is here. What is here was dangerous and repulsive to us. This message is a warning about danger. The danger is in a particular location... it increases towards a center... the center of danger is here... of a particular size and shape, and below us. The danger is still present, in your time, as it was in ours. The danger is to the body, and it can kill. The form of the danger is an emanation of energy. The danger is unleashed only if you substantially disturb this place physically. This place is best shunned and left uninhabited.

Perception of an Angel by Hope_Alexandria_Ray

I wrote this book of poems based off my struggles with mental health, heartbreak, and love. I wrote it to help other people who struggle with mental illness as well, I named the book perception of an angel, because I see the people who struggle the most, as angels. And through our perception of things and emotions, we will find our strength. Our reason to live. We got to keep pushing through the hard and find our fight deep inside ourselves, to reach the good, find your good perception and live; ⚠️⚠️⚠️TRIGGER WARNING ⚠️ ⚠️⚠️ ~~~~~~~!!!!!!!!!!TALKS OF MENTAL HEALTH AND STRUGGLES ALL THAT COMES WITH IT!!!!!!!!!~~~~~~ -BPD -Bipolar -PTSD -other mental health If you or a friend or loved one relates and find yourself struggling please seek help, your life matters, and you matter. Here are some links to help you find support and help if you need it: Crisis Text Line: Text "START" to 741-741 LGBT Youth Suicide Hotline: 1-866-4-U-TREVOR Military Veterans Suicide Hotline: 1-800-273-TALK (Press 1) National Suicide Prevention Lifeline: 1-800-273-TALK (1-800-273-8255) Childhelp (1.800.4ACHILD) ... National Sexual Assault Hotline (1.800.656.HOPE) National domestic violence hotline (1-800.799.SAFE)

Behind every mean girl...there's a tragedy by Winchesters_united

The average human being spends every second of his day fighting against the force of nature to see another day. But I'm different. I'm not afraid of outside forces to take my life away - only myself. Approximately 10 years ago, something happened to me. Something really bad. But I'm not allowed to talk about it. As a way to release my frustration, I give hell to my body and everyone I come in contact with - especially my parents. No one knows about what happened except the ones who did it...and Him. But he didn't stay. Now, he's back and he's not talking either. I want to stop hurting, I need to stop. Make me stop.

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Black Heart (GirlxGirl, lesbian) cover

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Samsara through Time

"Samsara", I read. "Those with unfulfilled desire return to a place called hell." I sighed and closed down the book. If you were given another life to live, would you live one? I boarded on a train to get away from the mundane life of no meaning, but didn't know that an accident could change my life leading me to another dimension and world; a world of mysteries and horrors, truth and deception, reality and delusion till you discern none. "All existent phenomena in the universe and I are of the same reality.' He spoke looking at me intently. "What are you?" I asked him. "A magically produced being neither comes nor goes, is neither born nor perishes; how can one speak of a place from which he comes?" Rhea and Dylan aren't separate beings, they are tied together through Karma and keep on returning to a place called hell. How will Rhea tell apart the dream and reality, the truth and lie, the light and darkness, the dead and alive? On journey to Nirvana, what will Rhea discover about herself and Dylan? Who is he or more importantly what is HE?