Sour
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Last published Thu, Feb 29, 2024
Based on real people and real life experiences.
Life is a kaleidoscope, a rollercoaster of emotion. One moment leads to a chain of experiences, a missing piece to the entire puzzle. People figure in to this puzzle as well, but nothing is ever black and white, sometimes it gets grey, sometimes it leaks colour, other days there is nothingness as the black begins to tarnish the white happy days. The veil is being lifted to unveil the truth of these people who made up my life once upon a time as I unravel their story for you, to take a look at exactly who they are. No more hiding their names or faces. No more hiding away their lies. No more protecting them.
Let the world see into their lives, see how they operate behind closed doors and fake smiles, where drama is exactly how they roll. Let them become the centre of this drama and let them revel in it and the aftertaste - yeah? Not so much.
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"I'm Sorry." (Katelyn x reader)
Her hand was on the doorknob. Stopping me from closing it. I look up at the girl. To see tears in her eyes. Ones that she was trying so desperately to hide. Ones that she was trying so desperately to not let spill. "Please Blue. Just let me back in," she pleaded. I look at her. Parting my lips as tears pour down my own eyes. I guess I was weak also. The only difference is that she held hers in and I let mine pour. I let mine go. "Please blue. I'm sorry." Three years ago if you asked Katelyn how she saw herself, she would've said happy. She had a good wife and a beautiful daughter. But now, she isn't too sure that she would say that. She was divorced. She has to give her child up every other week. The love of her life was slipping by her fingers. This is definitely not the way she had imagined life. Three years ago if you asked (Y/n) how she saw herself, she would say fulfilled. She married the love of her life. She had a beautiful baby girl. Everything was going great. Until her past came to fuck up her life again. Until the demons came closer and she lost it all. All over again. Just like before. Both girls are suffering on their own. And it only gets worst because they both yearn to be together. They both yearn for the good days again. The days where they were madly in love with each other. Can they rekindle their love? Maybe. They both have to go through some tough demons. To be able to show their scars openly. Not just half-hearted. But they can do it. Right? This is my own original idea that I have created. If you want to use any part of it, you'll have to contact me. This will not go part of Mystreet or any other series. I do not own any aphmau character or your character. I only own characters that I have made up. All artwork, I took off the internet. If you are the owner and want me to take them down, then please feel free to message me via Wattpad. They will come down in less than 72 hours.Complete
WORK IN PROGRESS: Truthful Lies, a Novel
Is it better to live in a beautiful lie or the ugly truth? I'm not so sure anymore. Not now after finding myself on the other side of beautiful lies. There was a time I thought I was the one - HIS one. Turns out, I'm only second . . . . . . to her. For readers: *I will update as I please. Don't be rude about it. Thank you. *I do my best to proofread before publishing, but some typos and errors will slip through. Feel free to point them out! *Comments, active engagement, and helpful critiques are welcomed. *Mean, unnecessary comments that attack me, personally, or other commenters will be ignored and deleted. *I'm not a spicey writer. I rather use my word count for plot, character development, and GROVEL!!! *Most importantly, I hope you enjoy the little world I'm creating.
The Waiting One
What happens when everything you believed in turns out to be a lie? And you're stuck waiting for the truth? *With her hand still in his other, he lifted it to his mouth and kissed it, “You’re still my world Serronie, I just can’t do this every day with you. It hurts too much.” She brought his hand to her stomach and expressed, “This is what hurts. I have your last name, I gave you all of me, and this-“ she glanced down at her stomach, “-changed you. We can’t go on like this.” Their time apart made things more complicated. The love and hate assailed them both. Who was the liar? Neither was ready to falter or confess*Complete
Needing You - Sequel to Wanting You
I left him. I never thought in a million years I would be the one to walk, but I was. I left the man I was madly in love with, I had no idea where I was even going to go, but I couldn't care less. I walked out and left him, left him standing there looking like I had slapped him across the face. I couldn't stay, only to then have him leave me, only have him stay with me for the baby's sake. Our child. Alex and Blake's relationship came to an end, she could see it coming but didn't want to believe it. How will she cope when she has to watch the man she's desperately in love with marry another woman, can she do it? Or will she finally give up and leave him for good? Can Blake put everything on the line and leave the trapped marriage for good? Especially when he realises just how much he's about to lose with Alex. Will he leave the woman who's made his life nothing but miserable? Who has wrecked all his chances of ever having another shot with Alex, the woman who's carrying his child? Can they ever be together again? Free and able to finally be a family? But as we all know, secrets eventually come out and the heartache comes back. Only this time it's worse than ever.Complete
The Divorce
"You hardly talk to me anymore." She says. "And you hardly smile anymore." He says. The woman sighs and puts her red coat on. "Well...I guess this is it then?" The man nods and looks down at his shoes. "Yes, I believe so." A couple who have been married for over 25 years have come to the conclusion of divorcing one another. The love has died out, they are complete strangers to each other in the present day. But let's go back in time where it all began. So we can discover how the decision of ending their vows started. ❗️Disclaimer: I do NOT own the cover photo or any of the photos in my wattpad story. I use pictures from Pinterest❗️
Behind every mean girl...there's a tragedy
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.Complete
| Revenge of the Wretched | Temporarily on hold due to a bunch of shit happening
In the Kingdom of Dyrenoth there lives a little Princess whom is not the person she was told and for that she has been punished her entire life for just existing but at the time she never understood why her father did such things to her yet not her siblings. If it wasn't for her mothers inability to keep just one man under her sheets then maybe she might have grown into the kind Queen she's alway dreamt herself of become. Maybe her life would have been different. The little Princess isn't so small anymore, no those times have past and tragic ones are being lived. After many years of suffering under her fathers hand it seemed as he'd had enough one day and that's the day her dream of being a kind Queen was torn from her grasp as the King, her father banished her from Dyrenoth and forbade Kairo from stepping onto its soil after that day when she was 12 years old. Many years later after she was thought to be dead it was time for Prince Kierian to take over the crown and become Kings himself, yet she still remains in Dyrenoth along with other Kingdoms across the maps yet once the news of the massacre ball in honor of Prince Kierians future years as the King of Dyrenoth is heard by the Captain and Kairo is it just the opportunity for the plan that they've been waiting for to come to light after many years. What kind of being has Kairo become and what's the plan for the ball? How will her sibling react? It's been 8 years since and it's finally time for the Kingdom of Dyrenoth to know the truth of their bastard King, her father.
The Reason
It's always been Rex Ford. I've always loved him. I think I always will. Sometimes though, you have to walk away from those that you love, because of the love that you feel for them. When you truly love someone, you'll protect them and not yourself. So I did. No explanation. No reason. I just walked. I knew that Rex would never understand my reasons, or understand that I did it because I cared more about his feelings, than I did my own. I walked away from our relationship because I couldn't burden him with something so awful from my past, and I'd do it again in a painful heartbeat. My secret very nearly destroyed me. I couldn't ever let it destroy Rex. Now nine years on, I'm faced once again with the man that I deeply loved, who I will always deeply love. A twisted turn of fate has thrown us back together, and I know he's not happy about it. Rex used to look at me with only love in his eyes; now he looks at me with only hate and confusion. That hurts more than I can ever say. Hurts more than I can ever let him know. For Rex still can't know nothing. He can't ever know my secret, and he must never know THE REASON. ***DOES CONTAIN SWEAR WORDS & SCENES OF INTIMATE AND GRAPHIC NATURE*** THE REASON Published by K B Mallion Copyright © 2017 K B Mallion All rights reservedComplete
Renée
✨ First In The Renée Series ✨ Our story started with a million ugly secrets and a million fake smiles. Our story got complicated fast, baby; Lickety-split, the ugly secrets began to blur out our million fake smiles. The story that runs in our blood started when the blood drew out our vines. It got hazy when I ran from my tragedies. I had my ghost to prove how bad it got back in the city of gloom and rain. My nightmares reminded me of the catastrophes. I have their blood staining my skin till the end of time. Your blood will stain those walls till the end of time. He has your blood marking his fingertips until his ugly smiles fall six feet underground. The stars took in each moment of us before your heart bashed against your ribcage. They disappeared when our world slipped from our clutch. I swore on those stars that I wouldn't let them take your life like they did the last time. And, the story got out-of-focus and complex in the end. So, we didn't fight; We dropped our swords and our lives and slipped into new galaxies- --Alone. I ran from our tragedy. You let our tragedy slip from your mind. Now we both are back at square one. New million ugly secrets. New fake smiles. Does our story continue or is it at its end? I sit under the same stars and read our story. 'Cause our story holds more of our truth than our million fake smiles, darlin'. This story was only the beginning of our complicated fight to find the broken pieces of the broken soul that we kept in our back pockets. And, I hope you read it, darling.Complete
Those 13 Years Were a Lie
There are lies we tell which do little to no harm. And lies we tell that hide secrets. Secrets that are never meant to see the light of day. Enduring lies, after all, aren't built around happy events; they're there to erase the evil we want, or need, to stay hidden. So stories are created, built to house the lies. To hide the lies. 1) The Yiling Lauzu was eaten by ravenous fierce corpses. Or blown into teeny pieces when he destroyed the Tiger Seal. 2) The twin jades' parents marriage was a tragic love story. The stories were lies. TW: There are multiple attempts at suicide mentioned as well as rape. If these upset you for whatever reason, please do not read this piece.Complete
Her hand was on the doorknob. Stopping me from closing it. I look up at the girl. To see tears in her eyes. Ones that she was trying so desperately to hide. Ones that she was trying so desperately to not let spill. "Please Blue. Just let me back in," she pleaded. I look at her. Parting my lips as tears pour down my own eyes. I guess I was weak also. The only difference is that she held hers in and I let mine pour. I let mine go. "Please blue. I'm sorry." Three years ago if you asked Katelyn how she saw herself, she would've said happy. She had a good wife and a beautiful daughter. But now, she isn't too sure that she would say that. She was divorced. She has to give her child up every other week. The love of her life was slipping by her fingers. This is definitely not the way she had imagined life. Three years ago if you asked (Y/n) how she saw herself, she would say fulfilled. She married the love of her life. She had a beautiful baby girl. Everything was going great. Until her past came to fuck up her life again. Until the demons came closer and she lost it all. All over again. Just like before. Both girls are suffering on their own. And it only gets worst because they both yearn to be together. They both yearn for the good days again. The days where they were madly in love with each other. Can they rekindle their love? Maybe. They both have to go through some tough demons. To be able to show their scars openly. Not just half-hearted. But they can do it. Right? This is my own original idea that I have created. If you want to use any part of it, you'll have to contact me. This will not go part of Mystreet or any other series. I do not own any aphmau character or your character. I only own characters that I have made up. All artwork, I took off the internet. If you are the owner and want me to take them down, then please feel free to message me via Wattpad. They will come down in less than 72 hours.
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