Bitter Stories

Eden ဆိုတဲ့စကားလုံးဟာ သာယာ ပျော်ရွှင်မှု လို့အဓိပ္ပယ်ရတယ်ဆို ကိုယ့်ရဲ့ Edenဟာ မင်းပဲ ... ဘာလို့လဲဆို မင်းက အမြဲ ပါပီလေးတစ်ကောင်လိုပျော်ရွှင်နေချင်လွန်းလို့... ရန်စွယ် + မင်းနွယ်ဝင်

★──────────── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ────────────★ Check 'WARNINGS' before reading this story. X: schizo_1501 STORY OF MY ORIGINAL CHARACTERS ♬⋆.˚ 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟𓆝 𓆟 [ The story is not complete and i don't really know when it will be. Please be patient, thanks alot. ] 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟𓆝 𓆟 ── .✦ PLOT: "Arcana is a thirteen-year-old who has just gone through a bad time and is slowly trying to heal. Until one day when she and her classmates go to school, a strange smoke appears making everyone faint. When Arcana wakes up she finds out that she and her classmates are trapped in a mansion and the only way out is killing." (THE STORY IS BASED ON REAL PEOPLE I KNOW.) 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟𓆝 𓆟 INFO: ★. Fanganronpa ★. The first chapter release: 07/10/2025 (7th of october) ★. All the chapters and trial release (except chapter 1) are mostly unknown, because writing takes a lot of time. ★. Sorry for bad english, italian it's my first languange. ★. Most of the photos are from pinterest ★. The drawings of the characters are drawn by me.

Some loves are tested by time, distance, and the weight of dreams left behind. Karter and Ambar's bond has weathered storms no one could see - but can what's broken be rebuilt? In a world where family expectations clash with the heart's desires, they must find a way to hold on... before it's too late. A story of love, sacrifice, and the seasons that shape us all.

After running away to live a better life, Presley Winchester reunites with her brothers on another hunt that evolves into a deep-dive investigation that changes everything. NOT COMPLETED

Just I few poems I have wrote, hope you enjoy them!🩷 I'll add on when/if I make a new poem!

What began as a spooky little game on the message board has now risen from the shadows into its own dedicated book! #NightBite brings you a weekly dose of vampire-inspired fun where mystery, creativity, and community meet under the moonlight. From fang-tastic trivia to eerie guessing games, dark character creation challenges, and everything in between, each week is a new opportunity to unleash your inner vampire (or vampire hunter).

Nagmahal, Nasaktan, Naging Bitter 'yan si Scarlet Dahlia Xiang, she turns into a bitter woman because of her past. He is Blue Kaizen Macwill, the hearthrob of Macwill University, not just a Hearthrob but also a Casanova. What if their two worlds met? May pagmamahalan bang mabubuo? Will Mr. Casanova mend the broken heart of Ms. Bitter? Will Ms. Bitter turn Mr. Casanova into a loyal lover? •MCMMB COMPLETED | UNDER REVISION DATE STARTED: MAY 2015-2019 (Handwritten Drafts) PUBLISHED: JUNE 22, 2020 (Raw Drafts on Wattpad) DATE FINISHED: FEBRUARY 11, 2024 (UNEDITED)

"I thought she loved me," said Lena. "Don't I know how that feels," Elle replied. "But she didn't," Lena continued. "She never does," Elle finished. Two broken, betrayed women sit together in a world of white to mourn and rage together. No one else in any time or place can understand them now, except each other, and the two women whom they loved and who had betrayed them.

Thomas is 24 years old. Thomas is troubled. Thomas doesn't know what to do. Thomas can't get help. Thomas can't tell anyone. Thomas is broken. Thomas tells many lies. White lies. Big lies. Bitter lies... *This story involves alcohol, drug and self abuse. As well as domestic violence*

I slowly look up at him. My cheek burns from the sting, a sharp reminder of his anger, as the redness creeps in. But my eyes remain hollow, empty, like they always do. This pain isn't new. I've learned to endure it, to swallow it whole. But what he says next shakes something deep inside me, something I thought was already dead. "What?.." I whisper, my voice barely audible, trembling with disbelief. "Let's get a divorce." he repeats, each word cutting like glass. His gaze is sharp, furious, and unforgiving. "You don't mean it-" "I DO! For fuck's sake, don't you get it?" he snaps, his voice raising to a roar. "I've been using you all this time for my own pleasure-" "You're lying." My voice cracks, anger bubbling under the surface, but I clutch onto the hope like a lifeline. "I know you are. You can't fool me." "Yet I managed to fool you all this time." His lips curl into something close to a sneer, his tone dripping with disdain. "And now that she's finally dead, I can leave." He says it so plainly, so cruelly, as if it's just another fact of life. His eyes are cold, devoid of even the faintest shred of humanity. My heart feels like it's been yanked out of my chest, dropping into a pit I can't crawl out of. The air in the room thickens, suffocating me as the truth slams into me. Tears prick my eyes, threatening to spill, but I can't move, can't speak. He doesn't wait for a response. He grabs his coat, not sparing me another glance. The sound of the door slamming behind him echoes in the hollow emptiness of the house. I stand there, frozen, staring at the spot where he had just stood, the words "she's finally dead" replaying in my head over and over.

Hi po!!ako po si Yam and I'm here to tell you something about my ka echosan sa life...^_^ Paalala lang po: hindi lahat ng nilalagay ko ay naranasan ko na

possibly because I long for love and I haven't found it yet, or maybe out of boredom. depends. #3 Candy Crush "Bitterness is the absence of sugar . . . and apparently, romance."

"Hehe! I'm A Monster! Roar! HAHAHA!" Y/n Stomach Was Born And Raised In A Dark Dark World.. But Yet He Had Hope.. Hope That He May Get Out Of There And Visit The World He Has Always Been Dreaming Of. I do not own kamen rider i only own the characters that i will be making for this story

forever alone ba u? bitter? palagi na lang lumalamon? wala bang forever? qt ba u? sali na! © to all squads out there.

He leaned forward, his lips brushing mine but before he could continue further I roughly pushed him away. I can't let him destroy my life one more time. "No. I won't let those sweet words ruin me again. You can't just walk out of my life and waltz in like a fucking cinema watcher. You rejected me, remember? So you can't kiss me, Ryder. You won't get what you want this time." Lord, that felt good. I better treat myself to the spa for scoring a good one here. I turned my back against him to walk away but his grip on my wrist stopped me. He turned me around rather forcefully and then I met his lips. His lips were so soft that I almost gave in to his kiss. Those precious mouth of his that I just want to torture using my own. But then, reality snapped at me. What the actual fuck. I pushed him away and said, "You can't kiss me." We both stared at each other. "I'm wearing retainers." Lies. And then I ran out of the building.

scribbling and saving those flash flood feelings

If you hate emotional rants then I suggest you avoid this... It's my only release right now... sorry for those who think it's a waste of a good title....

If Happy Is Her, I'm Happy For You sequel.

A collection of small poems. Bitter poems. Angry poems. Happy poems. They're for you and me and her and him. Enjoy.