Clouds Stories

හැමදාම එකම දේ එකම විදියට දැනෙන්නෙවත් ,පෙනෙන්නෙවත් නැති වේවි....☄️🌠⚡🌌 මුහුද හැමදාම වගෙ රළු වෙවී නිසල වේවි.......🌊 මල් හැමදාම පිපී පරවී යාවි.....🌷 වසන්තය ගෙවී ගොස් නැවත සිසිරය අත වනාවි.........❄️ එතෙක් හැමදාම .......ආදරෙන්...🌷🌊 Start- 2024/11/15

book 1: the aether chronicles "Special thanks to Google Gemini image generator for giving my character looks and magical creatures a visual representation" This first book was prompted by the #onc2026 contest. I used these prompts: 29 is the main prompt 34, 78 are additional prompts My word counts for the contest can be found at approximately these spots: Chapter 1 Broken Songs, end of chapter - 2,000 words Chapter 4 The Circuit, end of chapter- 8,000 words

"hi! its pomni, and Im here to tell you that.. this isn't a very appropriate story?.. so, please get your eyes ready and witness what you're about to read..." "its.. jax, I guess. and nah, everything will be.... fine. unless you're too scared?~" -- this story includes sexual moments. -- funnybunny !!

maybe love isn't as easy as it seems

This is my second poetry book, I hope you guys like it! Most of the poems are sad, but there are also some vignettes in there as well as happier ones. To anyone reading this have a nice day!<3

Isabel has a dark past. Harry has a dark past. But both have a light stronger than the sun. as long as they are together, not even clouds can hide them.

When people think of clouds, they think of the fluffy, white, floating blobs in the sky that children claim can turn from a horse into an alligator in a matter of minutes. That's partly true. When I think of clouds, I think of kingdoms. I think of Squadrons of gifted soldiers ranging from four to five at a time. I think of towers and royals and most of all? I think of magic. There is a whole other world above our heads. "Be on the look out for wet weather." Grey is a cloud from the kingdom of telekinesis with the burden of protecting his city lifted from his shoulders. Stationed in San Francisco with a happy-go-lucky Squad, he feels as if he's finally found a real home. Until a new team arrives in the city with the intent to kidnap his Squad's newest recruit. "What was their number?" Soon, it's not just about keeping his friends safe. "I can't lose you, too." "I'm staying right here." A storm is raging. Kingdoms are falling. "I didn't think anyone would be crazy enough to do it." A sinister plot is unfolding, one that, if unchecked, will mark the end of all clouds. "I've lost my patience in waiting." And just when Grey thinks he's found the answer, things start to get personal. Secrets resurface - dark, buried secrets that were meant to be sealed away. Secrets that will shock Grey and his entire Squad to the very core. "My goal is the same." "I will take away everything you've worked for." It's raining. "I need to do this." Next time, it will rain blood. "Whew. I'm hot." "No you're not." "What do you mean I'm not?" "You look like the product of a troll and a fucking centipede." "How the hell is that even relevant to what I'm saying right now?" "Never mind." The Incredibles Team presents: Rain Caster

A poetry anthology featuring only my work. There's most probably a poem for everyone and everything. Do follow me on Instagram if you like my poetry. IG - @penned_delusions

In a world ruled from the skies, Jasper and his twin brother must figure out their place in the army. Along with their riotous Orphan Squad and their Commander, Jasper and Jackson have their hands full. After a clash with the Prince and an attack on the Palace; Jasper, his Squad and now the Prince, must make it through the week alive. But with everyone turning on them and a whole storm of secrets and lies, Jasper struggles to make it through.

Ash was a normal teen, she wanted love, a good life, and well, pretty much anything she wanted, she had to get! It was a warm sunny day when it happened... She felt like she was somewhere new... Somewhere... Up in the Clouds!

This is my first ever fanfic. Hope you enjoy.

What would have sunset kept aside for me ?

This is a collection of my finest poems from my first two years of writing poetry.

Highest Rankings; #13 In CLOUDS #52 In FASTLIFE Does anthropomorphism hinder my ability to understand the world or does it just make me feel more connected to this fast-forwarded world when I see a couple deeply engrossed into each other beautifully formed by the clouds? I guess, no.

"The girl was waiting for me, sitting on the swing as always. She jumped down and took me by the hand dragging me along to an unknown place." A short story about a little girl that moves to another town, there, on a playground not far from her house, she makes a new friend, a mysterious pale girl sitting on a swing.

just a little poem thingy about clouds

❝ 𝑖 𝑡𝑎𝑘𝑒 𝑖𝑛 𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑜𝑓 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑝𝑎𝑖𝑛 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑔𝑖𝑣𝑒 𝑚𝑒 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑙𝑒𝑡 𝑖𝑡 𝑜𝑢𝑡 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑡𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑠. 𝑗𝑢𝑠𝑡 𝑙𝑖𝑘𝑒 ℎ𝑜𝑤 𝑐𝑙𝑜𝑢𝑑𝑠 𝑑𝑟𝑜𝑝 𝑤𝑎𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝑑𝑟𝑜𝑝𝑙𝑒𝑡𝑠 𝑜𝑛 𝑔𝑙𝑜𝑜𝑚𝑦 𝑑𝑎𝑦𝑠. ❞

small novelette pieces, who shall remain unfinished until the end of time. - (under editing)