1111 Stories

The game project makeover but adding main charatches dialog. also Lilac and Riou can break the 4th wall. no one notices though. i will also be changing a few parts of the story nothing = speaking italians text effect = Thinking ' = narration Bold = Shouting

"ကိုကြီး ချန်းယောလ်" Happy 11:11 Chanbaek Day🍒🤍🍓

three main characters living three, weird lives. there are obstacles on the way. complicated relationships. bitchy fake friends. strict parents. rude relatives. did they conquer the problems in the end and become main characters in their stories? or did they continue to be outcasts?

11:11 imagine if every time you made a wish, someone was assigned to make that wish come true "i wish for true love"

perspective based roles // abstracted poems.

the titans are about to go on mission to defeat blackfire. with the mission go as planned? or will it be alot difficult the they thought.

When a ringing in one's ear happens...

'You will only know the value of something when you lost it.' I love her more when she's no longer mine to hold. (THIS IS THE BOOK 2 OF MY OTHER STORY: SAY YOU WON'T LET GO)

Twisted riddles of good and evil intertwined with one another, like a never-ending battle between the forces of light and darkness. Each answer led to deeper questions, each clue a step closer to uncovering the truth behind the eternal struggle. The air was charged with anticipation and mystery as the riddles echoed through the halls, challenging anyone brave enough to attempt their unraveling. With every guess, the lines between right and wrong blurred further, leaving only confusion and uncertainty in their wake. These were not mere puzzles, but tests of character and perception that could reveal one's true nature. And as the night wore on, the riddles grew more complex and twisted, daring anyone to solve them and claim victory over the enigmas of the universe.

His name alone, Damian Emmanuel Santanico Pandemonium, spoke of a life destined for greatness. In the underworld of the virus, he was known as D-loa, the King of the Virus throne. These are the untold tales of his supernatural encounters, kept secret from the world until now.

Labari ne me d'auke da darusa da dama, labari ne da yazo da wani salo da baku tab'a ganin kamar sa ba, labari akan 'yan ukun da suke ganin tasku iri-iri a gidan mahaifin su, suna matuk'ar kaunar junan su amman daga karshe zasu fad'a soyayya da mutum d'aya, hmmmm kudai biyoni domin jin yanda abin yake!!!!!

Leandra Carters has always felt invisible to the world. But once 11:11 hit, one wish changed everything.

All the essentials on how to survive in the Universe. A must have guide to living the perfect way of life.

Xom

"I know no one can stop me, including myself.." ©kaylaerinbutuyan

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A blanket of snow, stilled the night. Tears, streamed, down my face. In a desperate plea, I began. My routine, nightly prayer. Except this night, my prayer, turned "REVELATION". Dear Heavenly father, Please forgive my seemingly, endless sins. "What is my purpose? What is my destiny?". I was literally engulfed. Physically, and emotionally. As if God himself, swallowed me whole! Then spit me out! Right on the mount, where Jesus Christ, my Savior was being crucified! Suffering, for my sins. How ungrateful I must sound. Asking for forgiveness. In an instant, what started as routine prayer, turned into, what I call my "REVELATION"

Harry is a chess enthusiast that had already strategically planned out every step of his life path. His life had only revolved around a board of black and white tiles. However, he was left dumbfounded by his classmate who shed light on his path. Who lifted his attention from his game of chess. Who drove him beyond his imagination. Is this where he will take a detour? Or is this where his life begins? [Completed!]

A poetry collection forever falling through the intense stages of love, life and reality. In the eyes of the person of your choice, could be you or someone fictional, someone you've forgiven or unforgivable. Come look Into My Eyes, and read everything you've probably suffered through before. And if not come read about it and let it transform you. How comforting...right? My poetry is created to confuse, trigger and evoke emotions. This is in fact my goal. I have my own descriptions for the symbols I use in my poetry, but I encourage you to come up with your own interpretations and let the message you've received guide you. WARNING (I use triggering symbols, imagery, words, and ideas to convey an emotion, urge and message) - - excerpt ( quand il m'a tué ) - - A time when the leaves shuddered from cold during the winter. When the wind lacked the urge to whistle, when footsteps were no longer heard. When laughter triggered a missile. When the chatter in ones head scattered. When the neighbors laid in bed, and when the door finally slammed open, into mine, and crawled over to me. When I died thinking of the things he used to torture me, all of the words that were never said. All of the things I imagined the night before; in his same bed, continues... -- PS: I use many languages for my titles because I have a great love for them. I find them beautiful and alluring, however if any of them are misspelled or have incorrect grammar, tell me and I'll gladly change it.

Y/n is a 14 year old who just moved with they're best friend Kenny. Y/n's mom and dad passed when she was 12. Y/n's mom was best friends with Kenny's mom, Y/n's mom said to take care of Y/n. So Kenny's mom legally adopted Y/n. Also this story takes place in the cobra kia setting.