Muted Beauty
- LẦN ĐỌC 39
- Lượt bình chọn 6
- Chương 5
Hi. Im Ayah Stille. Im 14 years old. My friends...well my friend call me Red. Her name is Jaclyn. I call her Jay. This book is about how my life turned upside down quickly. i'm considered an outcast at school. Have you ever been stabbed by your father? I have. My family said I've been a disgrace ever since i was born. I've always been invisible. I've been labeled a slut. My life has been a great disaster. Is there anyone to help me? I don't think so. Do you? Read and follow me through my life and learn my story. This is how I became a Muted Beauty.
Bảo Lưu Mọi Quyền
Tham gia cộng đồng sáng tác truyện quy mô nhấtNhận đề xuất truyện được cá nhân hóa, lưu các tác phẩm yêu thích vào thư viện, đồng thời bình luận và bình chọn để phát triển cộng đồng của bạn.
Bạn cũng có thể thích
Twisted
"I think I'm gay." I say, leaving out the part about my... exposing dream about him last night. I watched his expression, waiting for some sign that he was angry. I waited for him to call me a faggot, to curse me off and tell me he never wanted to see me again. Instead, I was greeted with his perfect toothy smile. "That's great man, I'm of proud you." He says, patting my arm as he stuffed another cracker in his mouth. "It takes some real balls to come out to someone." He says, his beautiful green eyes blazing into mine. I felt myself become flustered at his gaze. "Uh, Yeah, Thanks." I stumbled out, "You're not mad?" I ask. His expression turns to hurt as he crinkles his eyebrows. "Why the hell would I be mad?" He asks, hesitating on the crackers and pushing them away. "I just thought-it's just- well... you just always seem so pissed when someone mentions the word gay." I spit out words, scared for his reaction. He sighs, "That doesn't fucking mean I hate gays. Normally when I do that it's because someone's using the word 'gay' to hate on them, it just pisses me off, you know?" He asks, bringing the crackers back into his lap and biting into them. "Plus-" He adds on, "You're my best friend, if anything, you being gay is a blessing. I'll always support you." He says, glancing at me through the side of his eyes. I look away, towards the door to hide the crimson blush that I feel spread over my face. "Thanks." I all but squeak out. And that's the day I realized, I have a faint crush on my best friend. <><><><><< THIS BOOK IS BEING *MAJORLY* EDITED. THERES LOTS OF SPELLING MISTAKES AND NAME MIX UPS, SOME CHAPTERS WILL BE REWRITTEN Also, Please don't be mean to the characters, they aren't even close to perfect, but they don't deserve hate.Hoàn thành
Soft Silence | ✓ | unedited
"Being mute isn't a disability. It just means that God loves you so much that He took away your voice so that you don't hurt others verbally. You see, He doesn't want you to do what others are doing to you." ⌔ ⌔ ⌔ ⌔ ⌔ ⌔ ⌔ When Sierra Bloom suffers a tragedy that costs her both her family and her voice, she shuts down every bit of emotion and passion within her and brings out a new and cold her that doesn't like being around people and things that are easy to get attached to. Enter David Hale. Cheerful, bright, friendly -a shocking contrast to her cold, closed off personality. Not only does David do things she dislikes, he also does not know when to give up on her. What is Sierra supposed to do when he keeps bringing out the old her and makes her forget the tragedy she caused? The answer is obvious; shut him out and run away. That's the solution.... right? ⌔ ⌔ ⌔ ⌔ ⌔ ⌔ ⌔ ⌔ This book was written in 2013, back when I was still pretty much a kid. It hasn't been edited and there are many issues I find with it. I may or may not edit//re-write, but if I do I don't think I'll post it here. At least, for now. In any case, the person I was then is not the person I am now lmaoo but I'm still proud of younger me for this cute little thing. I love all my lovely, LOVELY readers who have sent me such beautiful messages about this book ♥ Thank you for loving my book, it means the world to me. ⌔ - 2023 Update ⌔ ⌔ ⌔ ⌔ ⌔ ⌔ ⌔ Achievements: General Fiction: #81 Romance: #186 Kisses: #4 ⌔ ⌔ ⌔ ⌔ ⌔ ⌔ ⌔ All Rights Reserved. Copyright © 2013 by Dakota KennaHoàn thành
My old life (C)
I'm a 17 year old girl my name is ruby teja I have been living or so I like to call my life_ hell _ I have one person in the world who cares for me my mom I have been bullied my whole life since I was 5 years old I've been threw many ups and downs I've been threw death I've seen hell I've seen everything but one day I met this guy and he changed my life .... Update:this was one my very first of my books ,so I'd like to Inform you that this book is going to suck and it going to be poorly written,but to get good at something u must take practice ,anyways if you dare to take the Patience and read this book ,than u can ,anyways thanks peace love you guysHoàn thành
...
Hoàn thành
Just Go With It
Megan attends college at Clemson University and she has a boyfriend, Christian, that she has been with since high school. She has the great best friend, nice apartment and car and she's a year away from her degree, but something just feels missing. Megan doesn't hate her life by any means... She's just gotten sort of bored with it, always feeling like there's something else she needs... Until she meets... Noah. She never expected to meet someone like him much less feel the sparks that ignite as soon as they meet eyes.... Can she just ignore feelings like that? Feelings she never felt before, not even from her own boyfriend. Noah won't be able to resist though, he has to do something about it... about her. Will she give in to the feelings taking over her? ---------- Excerpt: "Oh, you've been picturing me naked have you?" She asked sort of becoming amused now. Shit do I sound like a pervert? "No that's not what I mean...I just..." I tried to laugh it off hoping she wouldn't think I was a douche. She glanced inside through the sliding doors to see what looked like the girl she was dancing with earlier looking for her. When she turned back to look at me she had a look in her eyes that while I didn't know what it meant was still incredibly sexy. "Damn that's too bad... because I have been thinking about you naked since I ran into you this morning." She said confidently standing up and walking past me towards the house but not before brushing her hand across my leg. I watched her in awe as she walked back inside swinging her hips making my eyes go straight towards her ass. I sat there for a few minutes confused but extremely turned on... I couldn't lie I was definitely picturing her naked now.Hoàn thành
Beneath
His lips trail down my neck, sending shivers all over. "I love looking at you," he breathes, brushing the hair off my shoulders. "Will you let me?" My wild heart seeks his. "Yes." For a long moment, I just feel his gaze. Then, his hands. They skim down my spine as his lips find my throat. I lean back into his palms, my eyes closing. He kisses between my breasts, then across them, swirling his tongue and kissing, always kissing. He pulls my arms out to kiss them, all the way to my wrists...all the way back. He presses affection into my skin, injects trust into my veins. Then he eases me to my back and does it all over again. ******* An obscure tutoring opportunity brings Camila closer to three friends: Noah, Jed, and Fox. After hiding in the shadows for so long, Cam is coaxed to the light. STANDALONE NOVEL Copyright © 2024-present Laurel Montaze (immoralLaurel). This body of work (story, characters, ideas) is available exclusively on Wattpad. If you're viewing it on a different website/platform or under a different username, it has been illegally stolen. Please notify the original author. © All Rights ReservedHoàn thành
My Teddy
The corner of his mouth tilts upward slightly. I smile again. A smile!? A tiny one, but still. "Hm. So I got you to smile, that's progress, yeah? Can I get your name now?" I ask, swinging my feel a little. He shakes his head shyly, his mouth not moving at all. Geez! Why do I want to hear this dude talk so much? "Okay, that's fine. I can give you a nickname." I offer happily. He looks up from his book, raising his eyebrows. I just stare for a moment. He has nice eyes. Pretty brown chocolate orbs. They remind me so much of....... "Teddy." He shakes his head immediately, frowning. "What, why not? You remind me of my old teddy bear. He was a good listener and he didn't talk much..... just like you." I say softly, tilting my head. He continues to shake his head. I fold my arms, leaning back in my seat. "Yeah, it's definitely sticking. Teddy.....It has a nice ring to it, yeah?" He sighs, the first sound I have ever heard him make. "No." . . . *Jordan* Teddy!? Seriously!? She gave me a fucking NICKNAME!? What the hell does this girl want!? I stuff my hands into my pockets, walking down the busy street. Forget about her. She's just a annoying pretty girl, she'll go away. Everybody does. She HAS to go away. *Spoiler alert*: she doesn't. Don't get close to people or they'll end up getting hurt. That's my mindset. I've been through enough of that. This girl doesn't belong in my world anyway. She's too innocent. *Mature content* {Just a quick update, I am basically rewriting the story. I wrote it when I was in 8th grade and it makes me cringe every time I try to go back and edit it so keep in mind that it'll get better}Hoàn thành
stone cold
My name is Megan Joker, my mum think of me as a failure she will rather pick another woman's child over me, And my dad? He doesn't exist sister? Yes I have a step sister who think i'm a loser and always want everything I have even though she already has everything I don't have and her dad doesn't even care about my existence, Friends? All my school mates think i'm a freak and they call me cold so I don't have friends Greatest fear? Autophobia;fear of being alone, which I can't help cos i've never been nobody's business so i've been living with my fears all my life. Conclusion: Nobody want me even life itself hate me, it has tried to break me but i'm strong or maybe i'm only pretending to be cos i'm getting weak and its getting hard for me to hold on the wall of my strength is cracking I need someone to save me, anyone, please!!! "My though look is just a camouflage my heart is indeed weak and my soul needs to be fixed" Note: I know my writing skill is poor but please don't let that prevent you from enjoying the story, thanks.Hoàn thành![Cursed Blood [Completed]](https://img.wattpad.com/cover/4877677-256-k980503.jpg)
Cursed Blood [Completed]
Hi... My name is Aiden Jenkins. I am 18 years old. I live in a 'small' town Chico, and I go to Pleasant Valley High School. And I love playing Basketball. I have two close friends, Tristen. And Lizzy, who hates being called by her real name, Elizabeth... Seems like I'm just the average popular guy, right? And all this sounds pretty 'normal' so far, right? Well, I live with my grandmother and uncle and by that I mean, are they really my blood family? I realised very early on in my life that something was not right and nothing about my life was normal or average.. It all started with my issues. Yes, from early on I had anger management issues, which I always seemed to take out on my arch enemy, Colten. I was a real rebel. Then the nightmares and headaches started, soon before my sixteenth Birthday.. ~~~~~~ What would you do, if you actually knew nothing about yourself. I mean, you know who you are, but it always feel like the people closest to you know more about you than they are letting you in on. What would you do, if someday your life changes, and life as you know it changes, for the worst? A week after my sixteenth birthday, I finally got to hear the truth, about what I am, and how I came to be what I am now. I was everything but normal. It was the day I came face to face with reality. Imagine the people around you, your best friend, the girl you secretly love, looks at you like you are some kind of monster? There could be no worse feeling than that. I am not telling on anything yet, feel free to assume what I am, but I can assure you, you would be mistaken. As they say "All shall be revealed in good time." Curious? Well you will just have to wait and read my story. I am Aiden Jenkins, and so begins the story of the 'Cursed Blood'. ~~~~~~~~~ (Short Story)Hoàn thành
Circles (One Direction fanfic)(ON HOLD)
I watched as my dad threw the bottle of beer at my mom, paralyzed. I watched the broken glass seeped into her skin deeper and deeper. I'm helpless. I watched him call her a slut. I watched him turn around to here him say I'm worthless. My eyes flicked back to my mom, only to see her pass out. _____________________________________This went on for years before he left my mum and 13 year old me. I have so many scars. Mentally and physically. It wasn't just this. Oh no, fate couldn't throw enough shit at me. They had to throw in one of my best friends dying in a car crash. The they were just like,'Eh, what the hell! Let's make her other friend leave her for the popular sluts!'. This was my life for 16 years. They bullied me. In every way possible. It started getting better. I moved to Britain. I made 5 new friends. Even more after that. My old self came back. There were a few bumps along the road. But it all got better. This was my life. This is Annabelle Yaw's story.Hoàn thành
"I think I'm gay." I say, leaving out the part about my... exposing dream about him last night. I watched his expression, waiting for some sign that he was angry. I waited for him to call me a faggot, to curse me off and tell me he never wanted to see me again. Instead, I was greeted with his perfect toothy smile. "That's great man, I'm of proud you." He says, patting my arm as he stuffed another cracker in his mouth. "It takes some real balls to come out to someone." He says, his beautiful green eyes blazing into mine. I felt myself become flustered at his gaze. "Uh, Yeah, Thanks." I stumbled out, "You're not mad?" I ask. His expression turns to hurt as he crinkles his eyebrows. "Why the hell would I be mad?" He asks, hesitating on the crackers and pushing them away. "I just thought-it's just- well... you just always seem so pissed when someone mentions the word gay." I spit out words, scared for his reaction. He sighs, "That doesn't fucking mean I hate gays. Normally when I do that it's because someone's using the word 'gay' to hate on them, it just pisses me off, you know?" He asks, bringing the crackers back into his lap and biting into them. "Plus-" He adds on, "You're my best friend, if anything, you being gay is a blessing. I'll always support you." He says, glancing at me through the side of his eyes. I look away, towards the door to hide the crimson blush that I feel spread over my face. "Thanks." I all but squeak out. And that's the day I realized, I have a faint crush on my best friend. <><><><><< THIS BOOK IS BEING *MAJORLY* EDITED. THERES LOTS OF SPELLING MISTAKES AND NAME MIX UPS, SOME CHAPTERS WILL BE REWRITTEN Also, Please don't be mean to the characters, they aren't even close to perfect, but they don't deserve hate.
Thêm Chi TiếtNội dung hướng dẫn