Mist
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Ongoing6m
Last published Fri, Jun 5, 2015
Callie Everly is just your average teenage girl. Well, sort of. When the skies darken, you can't really see much. But you can feel it. You can smell it. You will know it is there. It's Mist
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Her entire life so far had been like one sunny afternoon, passing quickly and soon forgotten along with all the other days that had no stand-out excitement or tragedy. At thirteen she was ready to explore the entire world, learn fighting and this new world. Her emotions were not easily hidden on her innocent face. Her pain was evident in the crease of her lovely brow and the down-curve of her full lips. But her eyes, her eyes showed her soul. They were a deep pool of restless gold, an ocean of hopeless grief. As he looked into her eyes I knew, all the beauty of the universe could not even hope to compete with this simple thing: passion. Passion turned her eyes into orbs of the brightest fire, and in them I read clearly that she would fight to the very last tear for her life. She would not let the world break her. Sure she could cry, but she would never let them take her true self from her. She clung to it with passion. Passion that made her beautiful. He saw her passion! A story about love and finding her identity! Who is she? Enjoy reading. :)Complete
Yeh Dil Kya Hai...
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In That Moment
*Unedited* "What's so hard about just listening to what I have to say?" I plead. "I know that you would definitely be my forever but now it seems to be all just a lie," he yells, tears beginning to fall. I bite my lip to contain mine because I know once the floodgates open, I'm a goner. "So I just need time to think because," his voice cracks on the rest of his words "because this hurts and it hurts so damn much." ----------------------------------- Callie is just your average teen struggling with more problems than she knows. Forming new friendships and bonds through her junior year of high school she begins to see light friends bring. Her friendship with her longtime best friend Sam will be put to the test. Will it prosper into something more or will it fail and become one more problem for her to deal with. Will the obstacles of time, loyalty, and patience get in the way?Complete
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A Story Of Change
I am fifteen. My hair is blonde and my eyes are crystal grey. Hahaha thought I was gonna say blue, huh? My life was pretty normal. I walk to school everyday, walk home afterwards. Simple really. Honestly? Very very boring. Until one day. It happened. An event that would change my world, my entire life. Here's my story.Complete
Violet's Delight
"Well then. That's the first time a girl has ever rejected my close proximity," he said, eyes ablaze with a playful fire. "You better get used to it," I retorted as I spun on my heel and headed for the school doors that led to the outside. "I've never met anyone like you before," he called after me, this time, not coming after me. "I know, Romeo. I'm a special little snowflake," I called back, not turning around. "You got the 'little' part right there, Princess!" he shouted after me. I threw up my middle finger back to him and heard him laugh as I exited out the doors rather dramatically. ... I'm tired of all those high school stories about a straight-A girl student with the perfect life who falls for the stereotypical Mr. Bad Boy who wears leather black jackets and only has a soft spot for her. That's not how the real world works, sweetheart. I may look like a damsel, but I'm never in distress. ... Not me making fun of the "she's not like every other girl" trope <3 o.o :)) I like to think I'm funny. After all: #3 in amusement 10/22/22 #1 in banter 10/31/22 #3 in friendship 11/7/22Complete
MR. HOODIE IS MY NEIGHBOR
𝓣𝓸 𝓪𝓵𝓵 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓼𝓾𝓷𝓼𝓱𝓲𝓷𝓮 𝓰𝓲𝓻𝓵𝓼, 𝓶𝓪𝔂 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓯𝓲𝓷𝓭 𝔂𝓸𝓾𝓻 𝓰𝓻𝓾𝓶𝓹𝔂 𝓶𝓪𝓷 𝔀𝓱𝓸'𝓼 𝓶𝓪𝓭𝓵𝔂 𝓲𝓷 𝓵𝓸𝓿𝓮 𝔀𝓲𝓽𝓱 𝔂𝓸𝓾... 𝙑𝙄𝙑𝙄𝘼𝙉 𝘾𝙊𝙇𝙇𝙄𝙉𝙎 is an optimistic girl. she is cheerful no matter what and believes that one should live their life to its full without any regrets. In short, she is an extravert. she never hesitates before doing something which she thinks is right. Everyone loves and support her. Her small friend circle and family, everything is perfect fine. But then, she is Intrigued by her mysterious neighbour who just moved in. 𝙆𝙔𝙇𝙀 𝙇𝙀𝙒𝙄𝙎 He is different. Different from all other guys. He hates parties and crowded places. He doesn't talk much. And most of all, he always wears hoodies. Kyle doesn't give a shit what people say about him and he doesn't care about anyone. Until, he meets his curious neighbour who is Unfortunately his Classmate too. ⋇⋇⋇ "Last question. Why do you always wear hoodie? how many do you have? Do you have any other colours other than Black and Grey? you should get green-" I cut her off instantly. Why does she talk so much? "That's more than one question." I intervene. Yet she continues, "You should get green color hoodie." she suggests with a grin. "I don't want it." I snap. "What! why not? you should get a green one, do you know why?" she voice full of excitement. I raised a brow, "Why? " "𝘽𝙚𝙘𝙖𝙪𝙨𝙚 𝙜𝙧𝙚𝙚𝙣 𝙞𝙨 𝙢𝙮 𝙛𝙖𝙫𝙤𝙧𝙞𝙩𝙚 𝙘𝙤𝙡𝙤𝙧!" she exclaimed. 𝘎𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘯... ⋇⋆✦⋆⋇ ||• Ongoing •||
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I hate being the new girl! I always end up getting in trouble because of that one handsome asshole. Or two... And stop judging me, it's NEVER my fault! Well, almost never... Sometimes? #OkItsAlwaysMyFault #ShutUpAndRead ----------------------------------------------------------- /!\THIS BOOK CONTAINS STRONG LANGUAGE AND SEXUAL REFERENCES!/!\ THIS STORY BELONGS TO ME AND IS PURELY FICTIONAL.
Her entire life so far had been like one sunny afternoon, passing quickly and soon forgotten along with all the other days that had no stand-out excitement or tragedy. At thirteen she was ready to explore the entire world, learn fighting and this new world. Her emotions were not easily hidden on her innocent face. Her pain was evident in the crease of her lovely brow and the down-curve of her full lips. But her eyes, her eyes showed her soul. They were a deep pool of restless gold, an ocean of hopeless grief. As he looked into her eyes I knew, all the beauty of the universe could not even hope to compete with this simple thing: passion. Passion turned her eyes into orbs of the brightest fire, and in them I read clearly that she would fight to the very last tear for her life. She would not let the world break her. Sure she could cry, but she would never let them take her true self from her. She clung to it with passion. Passion that made her beautiful. He saw her passion! A story about love and finding her identity! Who is she? Enjoy reading. :)
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