h a l o
- Reads 96
- Votes 4
- Parts 1
MatureOngoing6m
Last published Thu, Dec 29, 2016
halo; a circle of light shown around or above the head of a saint or holy person to represent their holiness
halo was a lot of things, especially in the eyes of ethan. a fucking saint wasn't one of those
All Rights Reserved
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
Please Don't Leave (Markiplier x Suicidal/Depressed Female Reader)
Yeboi picture is from Shuploc on Deviantart. You are a girl who had ran away from your home town without a trace of being found, Your Ex Chris is hunting you down with possibly the intent of blood lust, why you live on your own in your own apartment, with a terrible job. Some points life is hard and you've done terrible unnecessary things to yourself, but that's going to change. You are loved.Complete
Confessions of A Dead Girl
Tyler's life is plain and simple. He goes to college, works, hangout with his friends and tries to continue to push on in life, despite it not being all that great for him. But one phone call suddenly changes all of that. When he learned that his ex-girlfriend Lilah Braithwaite, committed suicide. His plain world, is suddenly shook. He doesn't understand why she did that. He's confused as to why such a happy, carefree looking young woman, would do such a thing. Lilah was his great ONE, and to learn that she was so unhappy, to the point where she could no longer go on with her life, is something hard to swallow. "Grief is love with no place to go."Complete
His Heart (COMPLETED)
His heart was the key to his love. His heart was a wonderful broken place. His heart was mine and my heart was his. The problem was how long were we going to be able to hold on to each other My name is Isabella Moore and this is my story. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------- I was snapped out of my thought when Ethan uttered so softly, that if we weren't so close I wouldn't have heard it. "What are you doing to me, Isabella?" I was left speechless but before my brain could even register his words, his lips were on mine. My body was immediately ignited with an unknown fire. My heart was pounding in my chest, rapidly, as he moved his soft lips on mine. I was shocked at first but not really knowing what I was doing... I kissed him back. My lips in sync with his. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Warning: NOT EDITED> there are a lot of mistakes and hopefully gonna be editing each part. There is offensive language and will as a considerable amount of kisses. If you are uncomfortable with that, don't bother reading but let me make this clear...You will regret it for the rest of your life. Lol, Jk. But seriously, bear with me because I am a rookie in writing big stories.Complete
The Naughty List | MxM
Once Caleb reached the bottom of the stairs he quietly opened the door and tiredly switched on the light "Jayden it isn't morning yet buddy you need to-" he froze in place staring at a man he didn't know standing in his living room. The man stared back at him like a deer in the headlights, he looked a few years older than Caleb, had stubble growing around his face, dark brown greasy hair that wasn't styled in any particular way and was wearing full black aside from the muddy navy blue trainers he was sporting. "Who the fuck are you and what are you doing here?" Caleb demanded in a hushed whisper, he also noticed the black backpack the stranger was carrying and the open living room window he'd clearly used to gain entry, the vase that was previously rested on the windowsill lay in pieces on the ground, that must've been the crash that had awoken Caleb from his tranquil slumber. "Just a passerby, no one much" the strange man whispered back an air of mystery hanging about his every word. "Inside my living room?" Caleb replied folding his arms and sizing the man up, after his beating earlier in the evening he wasn't exactly fighting fit, the intruder was also taller and muscly, there's no way Caleb would win if it came to a fight. "Consider me Santa Claus alright? Now go back to bed kid" the man answered calmly pointing at the door as if Caleb was a child. "I'm not a little kid anymore, I'm 18. Santa isn't real" Caleb responded harshly taking a step forward, the man noticeably took a step towards the window eyeing Caleb up with a smirk. TWs (these will not be appearing at the top of chapters so take this as your final warning) Abuse Self Harm Smut Rape Homophobia Themes of Suicide Murder Mentions of Disordered Eating This story is not promoting, encouraging, romanticising or glorifying topics such as suicide, self harm, disordered eating, sexual abuse/misconduct, it is just showing what the affects of it can be like especially for LGBT+ young people.Complete
The Younger Girl
Theo couldn't leave her alone and young love can be a dangerous thing. Story is mainly told from a boys perspective! small age gap #1 PTSD awareness #42 TeenRomanceComplete
Mute
"𝐼𝑛 𝑚𝑦 𝑝𝑒𝑟𝑠𝑜𝑛𝑎𝑙 𝑜𝑝𝑖𝑛𝑖𝑜𝑛, 𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑦𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝑑𝑒𝑠𝑒𝑟𝑣𝑒𝑠 𝑠𝑜𝑚𝑜𝑛𝑒." 𝑀𝑎𝑦𝑏𝑒 ℎ𝑒 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑟𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡. 𝐵𝑢𝑡 𝐼 𝑑𝑜𝑛'𝑡 𝑏𝑒𝑙𝑖𝑒𝑣𝑒 𝑖𝑡 𝑖𝑠 𝑎 𝑚𝑎𝑡𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝑜𝑓 𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑦𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝑑𝑒𝑠𝑒𝑟𝑣𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑠𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝑠𝑜 𝑚𝑢𝑐ℎ 𝑎𝑠 𝑎 𝑔𝑒𝑛𝑒𝑟𝑎𝑙 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑐𝑜𝑛𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑛𝑡 𝑛𝑒𝑒𝑑 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑠𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑦𝑜𝑛𝑒 ℎ𝑎𝑝𝑝𝑒𝑛𝑠 𝑡𝑜 𝑠ℎ𝑎𝑟𝑒. ☼ ☼ ☼ 𝖱𝗂𝗅𝖾𝗒 𝗁𝖺𝗌 𝖺𝗅𝗐𝖺𝗒𝗌 𝗁𝖺𝖽 𝖺 𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁 𝗍𝗂𝗆𝖾 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗅𝗂𝖿𝖾. 𝖲𝗁𝖾 𝗍𝗋𝗂𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝗄𝖾𝖾𝗉 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗁𝖺𝗉𝗉𝗒 𝗌𝗆𝗂𝗅𝖾 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗂𝗍 𝗐𝖺𝗌𝗇'𝗍 𝖺𝗅𝗐𝖺𝗒𝗌 𝗌𝗈 𝗌𝗂𝗆𝗉𝗅𝖾. 𝖶𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝖯𝗁𝖾𝗈𝗇𝗂𝗑 𝗐𝖺𝗅𝗍𝗓𝖾𝗌 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝗈 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗅𝗂𝖿𝖾, 𝗌𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝖺𝗇'𝗍 𝗁𝖾𝗅𝗉 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗉𝗎𝗍 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗈𝗐𝗇 𝖺𝗌𝗂𝖽𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝗁𝖾𝗅𝗉 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝗌𝖾𝖾 𝗁𝖾 𝗁𝖺𝗌 𝗇𝗈𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗈 𝖿𝖾𝖺𝗋. 𝖧𝗈𝗐 𝖼𝖺𝗇 𝗍𝗐𝗈 𝗉𝖾𝗈𝗉𝗅𝖾 𝖻𝖾 𝗌𝗈 𝗉𝖾𝗋𝖿𝖾𝖼𝗍 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝖾𝖺𝖼𝗁 𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋? ☼ ☼ ☼ Just a bit of a disclaimer!! This book does reference suicidal thoughts and there are depictions if self harm! I am in the process of adding disclaimers to the proper chapters so if you are easily triggered by things, please check back in in a couple of days so that you are made well aware of any chapters that containComplete![Message Me [Septiplier]](https://img.wattpad.com/cover/68318282-256-k755470.jpg)
Message Me [Septiplier]
Septiplier AU A message to the wrong username leads to romance. --- This story will contain strong language, as well as mentions of suicide and vivid depictions of self harm. Please do not read this story if that will offend or trigger you in any way! I do not own Mark or Jack! I am not in any way affiliated with them, or YouTube, either. The original story idea is mine, the format is not. They are in their early twenties rather than late and not everything is factual.Complete
Moon - CrankGameplays
[THIS IS NOT A X READER STORY NOR A LOVE STORY] Ethan has always been fascinated by the Moon: glowing up there, in the night sky, surrounded by stars, generously offering its glow to light his room. His cold, small room, where he spent hours and hours thinking about his condition. Looking at the Moon made everything much easier: washing away his fears became almost a joke, arguing with his mind and his self-esteem seemed like a game. Everything under the moonlight became easier to bear: his problems, his inner demons, his life. If he looked at the Moon, he felt nothing but a sensation of peace. "I'm so fucked up, man" "Aren't we all fucked up? You're the one that shows it"Complete
Yeboi picture is from Shuploc on Deviantart. You are a girl who had ran away from your home town without a trace of being found, Your Ex Chris is hunting you down with possibly the intent of blood lust, why you live on your own in your own apartment, with a terrible job. Some points life is hard and you've done terrible unnecessary things to yourself, but that's going to change. You are loved.
More detailsContent Guidelines