Dar Stories

"I will never leave you," it whispered-not as a promise, but as a sentence. The words crawled into the room long before the voice did, wrapping around the walls, sinking into the floor, pressing against your thoughts. You feel it when you're alone... a breath that isn't yours, footsteps that stop when you turn around. It doesn't follow you. It stays inside you. In the mirror, your reflection smiles a second too late. In the dark, your name is spoken with your own voice. Sleep offers no escape-because it's there when you dream, and closer when you wake. "I will never leave you," it repeats softly. Not in life. Not in death. And the most terrifying part? You're starting to realize... it never has.

One big curve ball sends Riley on the biggest path of destruction but no matter how much she doesn't want to spiral it's inevitable She doesn't want to let anyone else in, everyone who gets closes ends up hurt. But when she has to move with her older bother She doesn't have a choice but to go Back To The Start

Take a famous guy who works in the biggest boyband in the 20 Century, and a girl that works for him, to take care of him. None of them really likes each other, never did from the start. What will happen? How will it work out? Will Harry cope with his new bodyguard?

If only Darry and Soda had gone out after Ponyboy. If only Johnny hadn't killed that Soc... ONE-SHOT

Okładka wykonana przez @MysticalLama - współautorkę opowiadania || Siedemnastoletni ponury chłopak - Leo Reed odkrywa dziwny fakt - posiada moc, którą z czasem opanowuje. Prowadząc życie samotnika trudno mu rozmawiać z ludźmi. Do tej pory wyśmiewany, dręczony przez innych - teraz odnajduje zrozumienie i w pewnym sensie siebie. Jak potoczą się jego losy? Co jest jego darem? Czy posiadanie tak niezwykłej umiejętności może zamienić jego życie w koszmar, czy może na odwrót? Odpowiedzi odnajdziecie w tej książce. || Są dwie autorki - @MysticalLama i @TakaJakReszta , piszą rozdziały na zmianę więc jeśli znajdziecie jakieś błędy lub inny rozwój wydarzeń dajcie znać w komentarzu! || Wszelkie prawa zastrzeżone, nie zgadzam się na kopię lub tłumaczenie tej książki. || Może zawierać błędy,literówki, przekleństwa, lub sceny dotyczące dzisiejszej młodzieży, w tym sceny przemocy lub pijaństwa.

Wszystko, czym jesteś, to iluzja, nic więcej.

Having forgotten her past, Andrea embarked on a new adventure. A fresh start. That's what she wanted, and more importantly needed. There were many things that attracted this small-town girl, including a boy. Will things work out for the better for them? Or will Andrea have to start all over again?

"when it's gone, you'll know what a gift love was. you'll suffer like this. so go back and fight to keep it."

narró mi propia vida y experiencia indo conocíendo amigos y conocidos

Bridget wants women to vote and she'll do anything to let them

Based on a scene from StarWars: Renegades -In The Name Of The Fallen where Ahsoka has a vision. Ahsoka Tano's daughter returns to the Jedi temple with every intention of standing the dark lord of the Sith. Will her hubris be the end of her or will she learn to live

This is poetry that I wrote to channel my darker side when my friendship with the two most important people in my life ended, it's very relatable to people who have been betrayed or misled or abandoned. Enjoy. (Completed)

Short Poem, dark influence

Ciri ciri ambeyen obat ambeien herbal salep buat ambeien. Mengobati ambeien harga operasi ambeien obat ambeyen tradisional cara menyembuhkan ambeien kecil stadium ambeien obat untuk ambeien luar berapa lama ambeien luar kempes obat ambeien salep untuk ambeien luar obat ambeien berdarah pengobatan ambeien ambeien stadium 4 sembuh tanpa operasi obat herbal untuk ambeien obat herbal untuk ambeyen ambeien obat makanan penyebab ambeien. Obat alami untuk ambeyen. .

É um Apocalipse no brookhaven João e Ana querem acabar com os zumbis mas não tem como conseguir matar todos de uma vez

Fanfic.. ဟုတ္​ပါဘူးလို႔.. ဘဝကို ပံု​ေဖာ္​ထားတဲ့.. စကားလံုး အပိုင္​းအစ ​ေတြပါ

I remember the cold, damp floors of our apartment. The incessant squeaking of rats, the stench of decay. It was in this environment that my obsession was born. I would spend hours dissecting the rodents, their tiny bodies a canvas for my curiosity. I'd sew their limbs back on in brutal positions, breathe life into inanimate objects. A hobby, a pleasure. The line between creator and destroyer blurred. I was both God and Devil, giving life and taking it away.

thin air /THin er/ 1. used to refer to the state of being invisible or nonexistent Daughters of the American Revolution State Level Winner for Ohio

"Saudade..." He whispered. "Beg me your pardon?" She turned her head to look at him concerned. "I feel nostalgic longing when I'm near you." He gazed up at the starry sky. "I see your point." Smile came across her face when she smoothly brushed the surface of his palm. He didn't add that this particular feeling is something you feel when you had lost someone you once loved. It wasn't possible to have this kind of sensation in relation to her. They barely knew each other. But she looked and sounded so similar... No, it definitely wasn't possible. Or was it? (On the cover project I used Edoardo Tofano's painting called "Finally Alone")