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My Other Half

MintVanillaMint

LECTURES 217
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Chapitres 18

LECTURES 217
Votes 7
Chapitres 18

MintVanillaMint

Do you experience living as a mirrored?

As a persona that only living in the dark?

What would happen if there is someone like that?

What would you do if you have another persona?

Are you going to hide it or set it free?

Or just wait for the chance that living will just banish or you are the one who is going to banish?

Or you are the one who has another persona?

Are you going to sacrifies your life for the freedom of the other one?

Or what would happen in the other one?

What if that other one was lonely if she banished?

Well let's know that kind of situation at Psyche.

A girl that have a schizophrenia. Or is it really a schizophrenia? Or a mystery in the dark creeping in Psyche's past?

How her friends comfort her? Or another person is going to take care of her? Is she going to experience a love that other normal girls experienced? Or will she suffer for the things because of "My Other Half"?Tous Droits Réservés

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Threads of Tomorrow: Chase, écrit par ahrleyyy

Sometimes, love doesn't arrive loudly. It comes quietly-disguised as a stranger. He wasn't supposed to matter. But somehow, he became her routine, her prayers, her future. They built dreams, shared moments, and believed in a once upon a time that felt unbreakable-until one day, everything stopped. Now she's left with memories she doesn't know how to let go of, and a story that never reached its happily ever after. This is a story about unexpected love, unfinished endings, and the kind of connection that stays-even when the person doesn't. I will never stop chasing you. * * * This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, and incidents are either products of the author's imagination or used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or to actual events is purely coincidental.

An Innocent Threat (COMPLETED), écrit par radha_531369

What will happen if SOMEONE wants to kill you? And because of this SOMEONE.. Your love ones died... You have no idea who it is but... It might be someone close to you or Someone very far from you Will you even trust anyone? ------------------------- "Trust no one if you want to live" Will you ever know who the real THREAT is?

Taming the Wildflower (Buenvista#1), écrit par zethinburge

*Not everything stated in the prologue accurately reflects the main ideas of the story.* Have you ever been so fierce, so strong, so untamed? Have you ever been so independent - always thinking, always saying you will never be weak? Have you ever felt invisible to everyone, like you're standing in a crowded room screaming silently, yet no one turns their head? You want to be seen, desperately, but it feels like they look right through you. Have you ever hated someone not for who they are, but for what they expect you to be? They admire your strength, applaud your resilience, and praise your confidence, but none of them have ever stayed long enough to witness your weakness. They only love the strong version of you, the one that doesn't cry, the one that holds everything together even when you're falling apart inside. And so, you hide it. You keep your silence and wear your strength like armor. Because if you break - who will catch you? If you let the tears fall - will they still respect you? Will they still stay when they finally see the parts of you that aren't as perfect or fearless? Sometimes, it feels like being strong has become your only identity. But what they don't know is that even the fiercest souls need rest, even the wildest hearts get tired, and even the strongest people long to be held-not because they are weak, but because they've been strong for too long. But you are not just strength. You are softness, too. You are the quiet ache behind the brave face, the sleepless nights behind the bright smile. And though you have survived countless seasons alone, deep down, there's a part of you whispering: Let someone in. Let someone see the chaos and call it beautiful. Let someone touch the thorns and still choose to stay. Maybe you're not meant to be tamed. Maybe you're meant to be understood. Because even wildflowers deserve a place to bloom freely, without having to hide their roots.

Remembering The Shine of Her, écrit par Asellus_Antares

If you happen to have seen all the shits in life and realized how fucked up our world really is, can you still live your life the way you want to or should I say, can you still enjoy living your life even though knowing how fucking our world really is? This is just a story of a realist gamer who've been living his life where any light can't even shine. Then suddenly, he will meet someone who will give light to his world and will make his life worth living.

Forbidden [ Completed ] , écrit par _dawnx_

"Realization comes when you are alone in your room" They said, "actions speak louder than words" but the truth is, there are really actions that can't be acted and words that can't be mouthed because of a certain situation. We know ourselves exactly better than anyone else but are sometimes in denial because of fear of rejections. Loving someone means committing to them; we have to love their flaws, especially their past. We can't love a person just because of their good side because we also have to deal with their dark phase. I was there in your darkest but also is the reason why you were there. What if because I was waiting for the right time to come, I ran out of so many chances? How will I then fight my chance on a person that I know I long loved?

Desiring Him (Tairro Villegas), écrit par moshiworks

"Desiring Him" Love and Hatred. Happenings in life is consistent, that's what she thought. Life is full of sorrow and pain, that what she feels. But what if life, can changed. Not because of something but what if it's because of someone? The one who took your first? Susugal ka pa ba?

Gifted with Curses (Completed), écrit par JelaaaJels

(Novella) Three girls with strange capabilities. One can smell, see, and talk to spirits. One has the ability to know when and how someone will die. And one contains the curse of seeing the sins or crimes one committed and will commit. When everyone seems dangerous, will they ever find someone whom they could trust? When everyday is a nightmare, can they feel normal even just for once?

Ephialtes, écrit par warriorofminions

Do you believe that when someone dies, their soul goes to heaven or hell based on their deeds during life? Can the soul be judged immediately on where it deserves to go? But is heaven and hell truly real? Where do rested souls reside? If so, why do some souls remain restless and wander the earth? What do they want? Rebirth? Redemption? Another chance to live a life? Can the deceased find closure through regret? People tend to say, 'yes. There are heaven and hell, where souls reside based on their deeds when they were alive. ' What can you say about it? What's your thoughts? As for me, to see is to believe. Why would I believe those who said that there is really heaven and hell where souls reside? Why? Did they ever got there? How can they say that it's true when they're still alive, breathing and living? Unless for me, I can't tell why are they still here. Roaming around like they're still alive. Some souls doesn't know that they're dead. Some souls only wants closure. Some souls remains here, as their death wasn't found out. As if waiting to be found for them to enter to the other side. Some souls keeps bothering me. They're appearing to me, perhaps because I possess a third eye, a unique ability to perceive them. Regular people can't see them, just those with abilities like mine. This ability isn't a gift for me. For me, this is a nightmare. A nightmare I can never escape or forget.

Finding Light In The Darkness, écrit par sarsayawithmagic

Undeveloped polaroids-Unspoken words-Untouch hearts-unmarked maps-unclear message is path to a broken soul. You maybe know me by name but you don't know me that much. I don't know my self either. Sometimes I wonder who I am...well most times. I've become so accustomed wearing a mask around different people and faking a smile with so much pain...that i even ask myself: who? Am? I? I have to take that step back, evaluate and decide. What makes me...me? what qualities do i have? how do others perceive me? I end up getting to the conclusion to stop getting in my own head and being silly. To sit back and relax. But I'm one of the rare few that has so much trouble relaxing. My mind wander...i'm a dreamer they say. I think too depth. Oh well. -caitlyn Kelly. [Plagiarism is a crime]

Ikaw Ang GHOST-2 Ko, écrit par miss_isel

She has the ability to see dead people. She can see ghosts. It's the kind of ability no one would ever want. But what if this terrifying gift leads you to your true love? Would you accept it... or not?

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Threads of Tomorrow: Chase cover

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Threads of Tomorrow: Chase

Sometimes, love doesn't arrive loudly. It comes quietly-disguised as a stranger. He wasn't supposed to matter. But somehow, he became her routine, her prayers, her future. They built dreams, shared moments, and believed in a once upon a time that felt unbreakable-until one day, everything stopped. Now she's left with memories she doesn't know how to let go of, and a story that never reached its happily ever after. This is a story about unexpected love, unfinished endings, and the kind of connection that stays-even when the person doesn't. I will never stop chasing you. * * * This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, and incidents are either products of the author's imagination or used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or to actual events is purely coincidental.