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¿──━──━──┙🐦‍🔥┕──━──━──¿ 𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐢𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐨𝐝𝐲 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐨𝐤𝐞 𝐮𝐩 𝐢𝐧... 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐦𝐮𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝? 𝐒𝐡𝐞 does not remember her name. 𝐒𝐡𝐞 has no memories. All 𝐬𝐡𝐞 holds is a strange letter, a new identity, and a body that does not belong to her. 𝐑𝐞𝐛𝐨𝐫𝐧 in the cold, lifeless body of a girl left beneath a cliff, she creates a new beginning for herself and steps into a world woven with secrets, betrayal, and blood-stained memories. But the deeper she digs, the more she is drawn to a cold, distant nobleman-one whose sorrowful gaze feels hauntingly familiar. All 𝐬𝐡𝐞 wants is to make those 𝐩𝐡𝐨𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐱 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬 shine again. And all 𝐡𝐞 ever wanted... was his 𝐬𝐮𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐞 that vanished long ago. As shadows of the past rise, she must unravel the mystery of the body's death-and uncover the truth behind a promise that refused to die. Can 𝐚 𝐫𝐞𝐛𝐨𝐫𝐧 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐥 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚 𝐠𝐮𝐢𝐥𝐭-𝐫𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐦𝐚𝐧 complete a vow once buried in tragedy-or will history demand its due once more? ¡──━───━───━───━──━────━─¡

Overnight, sixteen year old Iris lost everything: her father, her home, and any guarantee of a future. Left with nothing but her father's crushing debts, she and her mom are forced to start over from scratch. Her only lifeline? A scholarship to an elite prestigious high school full of cruel, overly privileged teenagers who make it their mission to tear her down. With her best friend Lavender by her side and her boyfriend Shawn offering a haven from the madness, Iris thinks she might just survive. That is until she uncovers the ultimate betrayal - Shawn making out with her bitterest enemy, Alisa. Stripped of her trust and driven to the edge, Iris must decide whether to break under the weights of her world or burn the school down to take her throne back.

When the Campus Lights Were Ours is a heart-warming and funny coming-of-age series about five completely different girls who accidentally become inseparable during their college journey. What starts as an embarrassing first-day meeting turns into a shared hostel room, endless late-night talks, exam panic, festival chaos, friendship fights, and the slow realization that college is about much more than just a degree. ~ Through missed attendance, failed interviews, surprise wins, and countless snacks and selfies, the girls learn how to grow up, face their fears, and support each other through every messy. this story tells about the important of female friendship in every girls life during hardest days. ~ At its heart, this story celebrates laughter, growth, and the unforgettable memories made during the most chaotic-and beautiful-years of life.

Good morning, I'm Kalliope Aoidós (yes, spelled like this: Καλλιόπη Ἀοιδός... pretty impressive, right?), Technical Account Manager at a company in... well, I'm sure you don't really need my CV for this. Let's try again. Hey, I'm Kalliope Aoidós, and I've got a little problem. Okay, more like an incurable, family-heritage problem. Technically, it's genetic-something my family has been conveniently passing down for centuries. One of my great-great-great-great-grandparents thought it was totally appropriate to insult his muse, calling her a "good-for-nothing" and a "sellout." How charming, right? Too bad that muse was THE Muse after whom I'm named. Apparently, she's not exactly the warm and fuzzy type. So why on earth do I have the honor of carrying the name of the one who cursed my entire family tree? Oh, that was my grandmother's brilliant idea. In a way, they "sacrificed" me to her by giving me her name, hoping it would change her mind about the curse. Spoiler alert: It didn't. So here I am, just like hundreds of my ancestors, stuck in the same lovely swamp. I'm a Book Jumper or, as my grandmother (who has a flair for dramatic epithets) likes to call me, a βιβλιοποδητής, which basically means "walker of books." And these are my stories. Or, more accurately, my delightful misadventures. All rights to the original characters, setting, and source material belong to their respective copyright holders. My original character and original additions to this fan work are © 2025 AnemoneMarino Note: All the pictures I've used in this story are not mine; they belong to their respective owners. The cover and banners are made by me.

Florence teaches its women many things. How to sit still. How to lower their eyes. How to belong to the men who marry them. Lisa del Giocondo has learned them all. Until the day she sits for Leonardo da Vinci. Until something begins to happen in the breath between them. Something beneath the weight of his gaze. Something Florence would never forgive.

Evelina Cooper runs her parents' stationery shop. Roman Clark fixes problems for people who kill. She's 25. He's 40. She didn't know that when he walked into her shop. Desperate for answers about her parents' murder, she hires a fixer. She meets him in a dark alley with a knife in her shaking hand. His is steady. It's Roman. He didn't know she hired him. He looks at the ink stains on her fingers like they're scripture. She thinks she's buying justice. He realizes he's just been bought by the girl he already loves. The killer is her blood. The betrayal is he lied to keep her. The truth is he'd burn his whole life down before he lets her go. She hired a fixer. She got Roman. And a love that will split her life into before him and after. Age Gap. Fixer x Artist. Accidental Hire. Dark Alley Meet. He Fell First.

🌸❯────「🌸」────❮🌸 𝙸𝚗𝚌𝚕𝚞𝚍𝚎𝚜 𝟷𝟶 𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚙𝚘𝚎𝚖𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝟷 𝚛𝚞𝚗𝚗𝚎𝚛-𝚞𝚙 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚅𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚒𝚏𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝟸𝟶𝟸𝟼 𝚑𝚘𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚋𝚢 @𝙿𝚘𝚎𝚝𝚛𝚢. 🌸❯────「🌸」────❮🌸 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐲 𝐝𝐚𝐲𝐬. 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐲 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐦𝐬. 𝐋𝐞𝐭 𝐀𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐥 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐦 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐬. What began as a chessboard became a garden-of grief and laughter, faith and forgetting. Of fathers who never sat on thrones. Of men holding the wrong flowers on blind dates. Of a lab explosion and a Marble Queen shaking her head. Across eleven poetic forms-𝐯𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐞, 𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐚, 𝐤𝐲𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐞, 𝐡𝐚𝐢𝐤𝐮, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞-𝟑❃ 𝐁𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐦𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐀𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐥 is not one story but thirty windows into the same human heart. Some open onto darkness. Some onto dawn. Some onto beauty you didn't know you were allowed to name. 𝐀𝐥𝐥 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥. 𝐀𝐥𝐥 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬. For readers who recognize themselves in the specific, the restrained, and the resolutely alive. 𝐕𝐢𝐝𝐚𝐕𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐝𝐨 🌸2026🌸 🌸❯────「🌸」────❮🌸

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🏆x2 Awarded Best Science Fiction 🏆 Awarded Best Duo The crystals under Rift Dome are the lifeblood of three million souls. They hold the sky over their heads, put food on their tables, and feed the fleet that keeps them on their knees. From the moon's fractures, Earth digs up power and buries secrets. But some won't stay dead. Jace lives for the speed of the chase, the sting of blaster fire, and the high of outrunning death. When a heist goes sideways, he walks away with something he wasn't meant to find: a woman in the back of a stolen car who isn't breathing, isn't bleeding, and wears a face he's spent seven years looking for. Under the seductive neon of the dome, the truth can shatter everything holding the colony together. And Jace's finger is on the trigger. Content Warning: This story contains violence, gore, death, strong language, substance use, non-explicit sexual content, and mature situations. Reader discretion is advised.

⚠️graphic suicide details will be included in the beginning, proceed with caution and know that this story is meant to be there for you, hold your hands and raise awareness⚠️ Completed. *** 'ALL IT TAKES IS SLIT WRISTS, THEN THERE'S NO WAY OUT' *** Roseline hates what has become of herself. Dumped by her boyfriend. Divorcing parents. Bullied in her school. Overshadowed by her siblings. Terrible grades. All which translated to an uncertain, gloomy future. She wants out. And she thinks she gets it once she realizes that the blood running through her veins is all that links her to the cruel world. She slits her wrists and all that follows makes her realize that this wasn't the out she was looking for. She's petrified when she realizes that she isn't really dead (at least not spiritually, as she likes to think) and is watching the consequences of her action unfold in front of her. Awful secrets are revealed and masks fall as Roseline fights her way through, asking herself the same question 'every day'- Will I find a way out out of my way out? Or will I be trapped here? Forever? ***

Fueled by courage from starting her life over in a new place and her newfound whimsy, she decided to compliment a stranger at a red light. Instead of sticking with her original plan when she rolled down her window, she told a stranger with the most beautiful azure eyes she had ever seen that they should break up. The catch? They've never even met. Confused and amused, the mysterious guy refused to break up with her. One red light led to another, and in between, they bantered like an old couple who had been arguing for years instead of two complete strangers who don't even know each other's names. Eventually, the light turned green for the last time, sending them off in opposite directions. She told herself it was nothing more than a ridiculous little encounter, one she'll probably never experience again. But what if fate puts them together in one room? Maybe the best love stories begin with a spontaneous breakup, with nothing but the stop lights and the impatient honking of the cars behind them to bear witness. And maybe Red Light Romeo and Juliet with places to be aren't quite done with each other yet.

It was only supposed to be a romantic rendezvous. So how did it turn into such a disaster? My white tennis shoe will never be the same...

there is no single ever after. there are as many as there are ways for a story to continue. ⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚　˚୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆ once, the world was full of enchantments. dragons slept beneath mountains. fairies hid wishes in flower petals. witches kept moonlight in little glass bottles. princes rode beyond their kingdoms looking for something they could not name. and somewhere, always, someone was waiting for someone else. perhaps that is what all the old magic was trying to teach us. that the greatest enchantment is not finding the person written into your destiny. it is finding them, and writing the rest of the story together.

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{🏆🥈Versification 2026 Grand Daily Prompt Runner Up} Some stories don't end - they linger, like April rain on quiet days. 𝑨𝒑𝒓𝒊𝒍𝒊𝒂 is a collection of moments that exist in the in-between - where beginnings feel uncertain, endings arrive softly, and emotions refuse to fade completely. Each poem captures fragments of connection, loss, growth, and quiet realization, unfolding like petals that never fully close. This is not a book of perfect endings. It is a book of almosts, echoes, and afterglow - of feelings that stay long after they should have left. Step gently into 𝑨𝒑𝒓𝒊𝒍𝒊𝒂, where every page holds a piece of something once felt, and never entirely forgotten. This collection contains poems written for Versification by Wattpad Poetry Ambassadors profile @Poetry. ✎﹏﹏﹏﹏ ɴᴏᴛᴇ: If you are reading this story on any other platform other than Wattpad you are very likely to be at risk of a malware attack. If you wish to read this story in its original, safe, form, please go to @moonlightxmysteries on Wattpad. Thank you. ✎﹏﹏﹏﹏

In a world where dawn itself is a battlefield, Aelira-the warrioress of the Skybound Kin-rides a hang‑glider sled tethered to a flock of colossal eagles. When the Sorceress of Ashen Vale rises to smother the light, Aelira and her winged allies must fight not for conquest but for balance. A tale of courage, compassion, and the bond between human and creature, told in mythic tone and fierce spirit. Author's Note: AI assistance was used solely for brainstorming and structural planning. The narrative, wording, and creative content of this story are fully human‑written and original, and I retain full rights to the submitted work.

In a world where someone's personality is described by the color of the eye, it is said that you can't hide your true self...but how true is that?

Long before foreign ships reached the islands, there was a village hidden between the sea and the ancient forest of Gubat Marilim. The people of Talindaw lived by the old ways. They respected the spirits of the rivers, feared the darkness beyond the trees, and followed the warnings passed down by their ancestors. One of those warnings was simple: Never answer when someone calls your name from the forest after sunset. For generations, no one dared to break the rule. Until a fisherman disappeared. Three days later, he returned. He looked the same. He spoke the same. He remembered his family. But something about him was wrong. Then Liraya began hearing voices from beneath the houses-voices belonging to people who had been dead for years. As more villagers vanish and others mysteriously return, fear spreads through Talindaw. No one knows what is happening, and soon the villagers begin questioning the people closest to them. Because whatever is hiding in Gubat Marilim does not simply kill its victims. It brings them back. And Liraya is beginning to suspect that some of the people she loves may have already returned. But the deeper she searches for the truth, the more terrifying the question becomes: If the dead can return wearing the faces of the living... how can anyone know who is still human? And when a voice that should have been buried forever begins calling Liraya's name from the darkness- will she be brave enough not to answer?

Halt O'Carrick thought life had finally settled down for a bit. Will was back in Araluen and healing from his trauma, the King had revoked his banishment and he hadn't been called on too many life-threatening situations. Life was great, right? When a fire in the middle of the night forced him and Will to escape their tiny cabin in the woods, a deeper plot is discovered which involves his dear apprentice. Now, with the help of Gilan and Crowley, Halt must overcome the past and get to the bottom of this conspiracy, before it catches up to him and Will. ACHIEVEMENTS: #1 in rangers #10 in cassandra DISCLAIMER: THE WORLD OF RANGER'S APPRENTICE IS CREDITED TO JOHN FLANAGAN AND THE COVER ART BELONGS TO HELENOA ON PINTEREST!

More than a thousand years have elapsed since the tragic fall of the ancient civilization of humans living on land that forced the emergence of an ultramodern way in which human society can operate - a system that has been caging its people from the moment it was born. But that is not the case for Naia, a teenage girl who has never let the invisible leash stop her from finding answers to the tragedy that has trapped them in a sphere. Until one of her quests led her to a remnant of a past that no one in their world had ever experienced. She was transported to a world that had already died centuries ago - or so everyone thought. The answers to her questions are now bound to be fulfilled by a place that time had buried and a life that her world had forgotten. And it is now in her hands, and a few others, to break the system that has cuffed her people onto the bar of subservience and bring back what once was theirs. Only that, Naia has yet to realize she is pointing her weapon at the wrong enemy. - Date started: 07/09/2026 Cover design: DioLuci