Blog Stories

Hello! If you read my other books you probably know who I am. This is a diary and a blog on my progress and not just my mythical life, my human life too! This will cover some serious and uncomfertable topics like bullying, murder what not (don't worry, I'll put a a warning each time) I wont update everyday. ☆-Blog: School drama, vents, my dream job plannings, fandoms I'm in, maybe a few rants, normal human life ★-Diary: Magic, witchcraft, AWTOK sightings, destiny, love, my mythical life DISCLAIMER Do not harrass anyone and I mean ANYONE I mention in my story. (I will use fake names for them) The critisism starts and ends here

Inkanyezi Nezinkanyezi is a story of a woman bound by duty, trapped in a marriage built on power rather than tenderness. In a world where legacy is worth more than love, Snikiwe learns that some unions do not bruise the skin - they bruise the soul. And when another kind of love begins to glimmer at the edges of her ruin, she is forced to choose between the life that was written for her and the one her heart dares to imagine.

A legendary invite into the private life of a brown girl. Who is she? That's not for you to know but join her anyway as she swims against the tide of life and the tsunami wave of sadness it brings with it. Will she drown in her self destructive habits or rise above it all and thrive? Join me on my glow up journey and read all about it the good, bad and the ugly. Besides who doesn't love the drama?

There's more to life than meets the eye. Not only should you focus on the art, but you should also focus on the artist who's responsible for creating the art that you enjoy and look forward to viewing every day! When you learn more about a person and their thought process, that allows you to enjoy their creations and have a deeper appreciation for them as a person! 🌸

Isang C.E.O. si Xian Gabriel dela costa ng kanilang kumpanya hinahangaan siya ng maraming tao lalo ng mga kababaihan o kahit ang mga employees nitong mga babae lahat sila ay pinapangarap na maging asawa siya ng mga ito.. halos makalaglag panty ang kanyang kagwapuhan at kakisigan.. Tila ba na titig palang ay matutunaw ka na para bang yelo. Ganyan ang pagkakadescribe nila sa C.E.O ng dela costa corporation.. Abangan...

I am going to tell you guys every day (I try to) what happend in my life, kinda like a blog or just my internet diaries

Ayda Aydnik returns to her hometown with a plan: survive one school year teaching at the same high school that once broke her, collect the money, and disappear for good. The people haven't changed. The secrets definitely haven't. On her first day back, an anonymous blog appears. Every Monday at exactly 9 a.m., a new post is published-old high-school essays written by The Chosen 16, exposing secrets they never meant anyone to read. Affairs. Violence. Betrayals. Mental breakdowns. Abuse. Love stories that destroyed people instead of saving them. Ayda is on the list. Worse-she recognizes the writing. She wrote those words years ago, during the summer she refuses to talk about. As the town devours each post, friendships collapse, old hierarchies return, and trauma resurfaces. Ayda is forced to face the people she once loved, the ones she failed, and the one truth she's been running from: The past isn't haunting. Someone is weaponizing it. And whoever is behind the blog knows exactly how the story ends.

Ayda Aydnik returns to her hometown with a plan: survive one school year teaching at the same high school that once broke her, collect the money, and disappear for good. The people haven't changed. The secrets definitely haven't. On her first day back, an anonymous blog appears. Every Monday at exactly 9 a.m., a new post is published-old high-school essays written by The Chosen 16, exposing secrets they never meant anyone to read. Affairs. Violence. Betrayals. Mental breakdowns. Abuse. Love stories that destroyed people instead of saving them. Ayda is on the list. Worse-she recognizes the writing. She wrote those words years ago, during the summer she refuses to talk about. As the town devours each post, friendships collapse, old hierarchies return, and trauma resurfaces. Ayda is forced to face the people she once loved, the ones she failed, and the one truth she's been running from: The past isn't haunting. Someone is weaponizing it. And whoever is behind the blog knows exactly how the story ends.

A well-known blogger is asked to make a video-blog on the set of The Hobbit. Together with her puppy, she heads out to New Zealand to meet the great Peter Jackson and the entire cast and crew. Friendship begins, romance begins, a completely different life begins.

Okay, this was supposed to be a rant book, but it's turned into a blog for me, so... Blog Cover by @lovelyhowell-

This is going to be a series of short stories. These stories will be a romantic adventure of a human and she-wolf. _________________________________________ Main characters. Leo Hester: Human Accalia Cantoose: She-wolf. ( Werewolf ) ________________________________________ There will several side characters who will be added here Accordingly. Alpha: Werewolf clan's Chief Joseph Cantoose: Accalia's Father. Maria Cantoose: Accalia's Mother. Ana: Accalia's sister/Alpha's wife Sylvester: Guy with a crush on Accalia _________________________________________ I try to be as consistent as I can. _________________________________________ Like, comment and share. Your support motivates me to write more. ^~^

Based on true events, a sad short journal written by a British WWI soldier on the Western Front. Although the writer of the journal is a fictional character, the journey is based on nonfictional events that did happen. Conditions on the Western front were worse than any other place during World War One. WWI was the first and only war to use poisonous gas as a weapon. Both sides were using gas, and as a result, there was gas everywhere. Most of the men never came back, which is why they call it; 'The Lost Generation.'

My personal blog.

Teddie Parker runs Dear Nobody, the anonymous blog where her classmates pour out secrets they'd never admit out loud. She's used to staying behind the screen, listening without ever being seen. Until one night at the dock, she crosses paths with Peterson Laney. By day, he's quiet. Untouchable. By night, he's someone else entirely. And when a confession lands in her inbox that sounds exactly like him, Teddie knows. He doesn't know she's the one reading. He doesn't know she remembers. And the closer she gets, the harder it is to keep her own secrets safe.

Life

Mis pensamientos e intimidades durante abril, mientras personajes del pasado y de siempre, me visitan.

Hey cuties, if you are suffering from poor self image and/or looking for ways to improve yourself and achieve self love, this is FOR YOU!!!! Each chapter of this book contains different tips and tricks on how to achieve what YOU want for YOU.

She was one who didn’t judge a book by its cover; maybe it’s because she couldn’t. Blind since birth, London Cabre always relied on her brother to be the judge of people for her. She was scarred from her last boyfriend, misunderstood by her own family, and mocked by her peers. She sheltered herself from the world, only letting a few people in. But, one fateful day, she met a soldier who turned her world upside down.

I love him. I love Jonathan so much it hurts. I never had many friends, but I have him. And even though I can't see him or touch him, he's there. It's been a tough few years and unfortunately there's no end to the struggle in sight. Because of something as stupid as race and disagreements with the German authorities. The last few years have taken a lot out of me and the future doesn't look particularly bright for me. But he told me he won't leave me. He said he'll wait for me and even though I believe him, I have the feeling I'm going to lose him. I'm scared of not having him in my life anymore. I'm scared of losing my one true love in this cold, cruel world. But if this really happens, I want our story to be recorded somewhere where it can be traced. If I don't make it out of this situation alive, I hope you'll read these lines. I hope you'll smile when you remember how we met. I hope that you will understand what was going on inside me when I couldn't control my emotional outbursts. Even if we never saw each other in real life, at least I know something very important. Namely, that I knew someone who brought light into the darkness for me. I did the only true thing in life. Because I loved. I still love and I will love even after death. I promise you that, Jonathan!

...LACE UP YOUR DOCS. {'CAUSE THINGS DON'T TURN OUT AS PLANNED.}