Colors Stories

A short, mysterious girl appeared out of nowhere to take the magic knight exams. Everyone can feel that she has a large amount of Mana. But exactly how big could it be? Join her journey as she becomes a Magic knight and tries her best to protect the Clover Kingdom, catching not only the attention of the two boys from Hage but also all the residents of the entire Clover Kingdom. But wait.. what's this... this girl is... Find out more about her as you go deeper within her journey... Chapter Upload Schedule: Wattpad Schedule: New chapters 1st week every month Patreon: Story completed (no waiting!) Want to dive in NOW? Join Patreon for early access! 👉 https://www.patreon.com/c/Cloverkeeper Here is the link to all the future chapters of the book on Patreon: https://www.patreon.com/collection/1765334?view=expanded If you guys are interested in side quest chapters, head over to the link below: https://www.patreon.com/collection/1761481?view=expanded

He ignored her because he was hurt. She stayed away because she was scared. He thought she didn't care. She was breaking herself to protect him. Some love stories aren't loud. They exist in silence... in the distance... in sacrifices no one sees. And sometimes- the hardest part isn't loving someone. It's proving that you never stopped. Book cover credits - Pinterest.

In Duskryn, color does not lie. Until it does. Myrren Dusk has always been able to see what others cannot-the subtle truths woven into every thread, every shade, every shift of hue. As Warden of Hues, it is her duty to protect that balance. But something is changing. Colors are being forced to hold beyond their nature... or stripped away entirely, leaving something hollow behind. What begins as a quiet disturbance quickly reveals itself as something far more deliberate. Not a flaw. A design. As the kingdom's foundation begins to shift, Myrren finds herself drawn into a dangerous game of control and perception-where nothing is as stable as it seems, and those closest to the truth may be the ones reshaping it. Because the greatest threat to Duskryn is not the loss of color- It is what happens when it can be rewritten.

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This is a different story where our Anidita are 17 years old and are in 12th grade, they are not in British period they live in 90s when an girl falling for a stranger boy used to seen as a crime What will happen if bondita fell? How will she convince her parents?

A fanfiction on aryanta

Ever truly wondered what it's like to be someone else? Not just to walk a mile in their shoes, but to feel the very beat of their heart, the weight of their secrets, the rush of their triumphs? When I Stepped Into Your Skin is an invitation to do just that. This deeply human poetry collection peels back the layers of judgment and distance, offering raw, intimate glimpses into lives both familiar and profoundly unknown. Imagine inhabiting the skin of someone you've always admired, finally understanding the quiet battles behind their brilliance. Or perhaps feeling the invisible struggles of the person you barely notice, discovering the rich tapestry of emotion woven into their everyday. Each poem is a fearless leap of empathy, a moment where the 'I' dissolves into the 'you,' revealing the fear, joy, resilience, and loneliness that bind us all.

Three or four things, to make you cry, Three or four things, to make you smile. Three or four things, to live or die, Three or four things, worth your while. poetry and prose by b.r.

Greetings to the main protagonist, Hermione Alexis, an orphan living in the land of Dufus-a realm designated exclusively for humans. One day, Hermione begins to sense something strange in her surroundings. Her gut tells her that someone is following and keeping an eye on her. Alongside this growing paranoia, she discovers that her mysterious birthmark has begun to glow, and her recurring dreams of a man and a woman holding a baby are becoming more frequent. As her curiosity peaks, her stalker finally reveals himself. Before she knows it, she finds herself swept away with him into the forbidden land of Eartlian. But what will happen next?

ocean spirit - thousands of ocean fireflies glisten as waves crash like fallen stars | Featured on Wattpad's StoriesUndiscovered List | | 1st Place in the Oasis Awards | | 1st Place in the Vintage Awards | | 1st Place in the Allen's Awards | | 2nd Place in the Phoenix Queen's Awards | | 2nd Place in the Summer Zodiac Awards | | Aesthete Magazine Featured | | Participant of the Great Beginnings Awards | | No capitalization and punctuation intended |

"𝐦𝐚𝐲𝐛𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭'𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥 𝐩𝐮𝐧𝐤 𝐫𝐨𝐜𝐤." ── ✦ 𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒓𝒌 𝒌𝒆𝒏𝒕 ⋆˙⟡ 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐆𝐈𝐑𝐋 𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐔𝐃𝐄 - 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐊𝐍𝐃, 𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐀 𝐃𝐄𝐋 𝐑𝐄𝐘 𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇, torn between his human upbringing and extraterrestrial roots, clark kent must learn reconcile with and accept both as his actions are questioned. y/n l/n must do the same, learning to bring her true self into the light while accepting that she isn't just another face in the crowd, but an unyielding spirit whose heart beats for the people around her. especially the man of steel. ☁️ clark kent x blackfem!reader superman (2025) x blackfem!reader 𝒄𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝒑𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒕 𝒎𝒐𝒐𝒅𝒃𝒐𝒂𝒓𝒅𝒔 𝒎𝒂𝒅𝒆 𝒃𝒚 -𝒑𝒉𝒊𝒍𝒐𝒙𝒑𝒉𝒐𝒃𝒊𝒂 𝒘𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒏 𝒃𝒚 𝒄𝒊𝒄𝒊, 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟓 ♡︎

"Maybe they were meant to be. Maybe, they were not." «» In which a prankster looks for trouble, but finds love instead. «» James Sirius Potter is the master of crime. Actually... master of pranks. He loves having the fame he has because of mischief. Cassidy doesn't... she likes doing what she loves in secret. They didn't talk much to each other during their first four years at Hogwarts. Now, everything's going to change. With James's sister and Cassidy's brother starting their first year at Hogwarts, the two fifth-years need to worry about many things at the same time. As their relationship with friends and family begins to fall, they must concentrate on the Quidditch House Cup, since both are captain and co-captain of Gryffindor's team. There are also rumors... what is going to happen? james sirius potter harry potter next generation DISCLAIMER: I do not own Harry Potter, if I did I would be publishing a hardcover book right now. Harry Potter belongs to J. K. Rowling, as well as everything related to it. I only own the oc's presented in this story.

A Short Story

Lin Zeyuan has seen emotions his entire life. Not in words. Not in expressions. But in colors. Joy glows gold. Anger burns crimson. Loneliness drifts in pale blue. To him, every human feeling paints the air like an invisible storm. What once seemed like a strange gift slowly became a burden, a world where no emotion can truly be hidden. Now a psychiatrist, Ze Yuan spends his days listening to people whose pain no one else can see. But understanding pain is not the same as healing it. When a patient's death shatters his belief in his own ability, Ze Yuan is forced to confront a truth he has tried to ignore his entire life: Even someone who sees every emotion.... cannot always save the person carrying it. And sometimes the most terrifying moment is not the chaos of color, but the silence that comes when the colors disappear. (@soulbridge). All rights reserved.

A sad short story, a somewhat collection of letters.

A girl cursed to be color blind until she finds her soulmate. A boy hiding secrets that could end everyone around him. Colors That Never Fade is the journey of a 16-year-old girl through a life filled with shades of gray, lapses in memory that seem to uncover something malicious, and the pursuit of love and friendship for eternity.

A small glimpse at how I see the world.

Late Comer In a world ruled by discipline, precision, and quiet expectations, Professor Ma. Suzainne Miole has built her life on control. Everything has its place. Everything has its time. Everything makes sense. She made sure of it. Until one name begins to slip through the order she so carefully keeps. Aia Colmenares. Late. Always late. She arrives like a disruption-soft footsteps against polished floors, a presence that feels out of place in a room built on structure. Messy hair. Wrinkled uniform. Eyes carrying something heavier than simple exhaustion. Unbothered. Or so it seems. It starts with a mark on an attendance sheet. A small, decisive gesture. Ink pressed firmly against paper-final, unquestioned. But some things refuse to stay that simple. Because Aia does not argue. She does not explain. She only stands there, quiet... as if she has already fought battles no one else can see. And for reasons Miole cannot name, that silence begins to follow her. In the pauses between lectures. In the stillness after class. In the spaces where control used to live. What begins as irritation softens into curiosity- and then into something far more dangerous. Something that lingers. Because Aia's lateness isn't just carelessness. It is a story-unfinished, unraveling, quietly breaking at the edges. And somehow... Miole finds herself wanting to understand it. Wanting to understand her. And Miole- who has always trusted rules more than people, certainty more than feeling- is about to learn that not all lessons can be measured. Some are found in stolen glances. In unspoken questions. In the quiet ache of wanting something she should not. Because sometimes, the ones who arrive too late... are the ones who stay. And sometimes- they are the ones who change everything.

This is my pain, my happiness, my hopes and my desire to be heard.

The journey of horror and mystery will run through your spines when children of four families get trapped in mysterious web filled with terrified and unknown happenings. What will happen when Mahir and Bela will set on journey of death and life? How will Aditya Zoya relation survive in this chilling spine?