Darkdays Stories

The thing is, my life isn't. I'm depressed. And these are just some letters I've written/write to feel better. My self care, if you will. TRIGGER WARNING for the whole thing, so read it with caution, and if you're ever having a hard time, feel free to message me...

It says it in the title. It's a bunch of one shots of Coal Chamber. Please do ignore any typos. ••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• In this one shot book there will be: Dez Fafara Miguel (Meegs) Rascón Mike (Bug) Cox Rayna Foss Nadja Peulen ••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• Ships include: Meegs x Dez Meegs x Rayna Dez x Rayna Mike x Rayna Meegs x Nadja Dez x Nadja Nadja x Rayna ••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• I do not own these characters they are real life people. These stories are not real and should not be taken seriously. That are purely a. work of imagination and fun and should be taken as a joke. Thank you for your understanding.

The Dark Days: Malefius Saga. Weird name right? Maybe that's why she goes around as Mal. Mal isn't your typical girl. She's a witch. Even then, Mal isn't a normal witch. She can speak to the Moon Goddess. Crazy, right?! Like, what would the Moon Goddess- THE Moon Goddess, Goddess of wolves- want to do with a slightly insane witch? And why does the Goddess keep telling Mal weird things? Like, "You are going to do great things Malefius. Just remember to keep your friends close and your enemies closer." Well maybe the Goddess has everything to do with Mal. Maybe the Goddess is the key to Mal's survival. But she also has the key to Mal's destruction. And even though Mal was sent to protect the small town of West Brooke, no one is safe anymore. ~~~~~~~~~~~~ Join me in a tale of love and laughter. Joy and journeys. Lies, hurt, deceit, anger, and deat- well, I'm getting a little ahead of myself. You know what to do.

A story about a teenage girl who lives in toxic family with her neurodivergent brother. Only have few friends. Got tired of family issues she worked hard to went out abroad for higher education with her brother to run away from her past and the secrets of her family . There she met a guy ,her life changed..but just for some years then her secrets find her and in the process to get rid of darkness she lost everything even herself. After the breakdown she built a new life ..a life she never knew she would even want in dreams 🤍.

THE MASK OF AFFECTION It was set in 17th-century Europe during the plague. Isabelle Moreau, a healer, crosses paths with Elias Cavendish, a mysterious plague doctor who hides behind a bird mask. As they work together to fight the illness, Isabelle discovers the pain Elias carries from his past, and the two slowly find comfort in each other's presence. But with the plague raging and secrets between them, their growing bond faces obstacles that may be too great to overcome. In a time of darkness, will their love be enough to heal the wounds of the past? All Right Reserved Copyright © by Kiki 2024

The Awele family are the kind people talk about in hushed voices: old military pedigree, oil wealth, and seven children raised to look perfect and never ask questions. In Port Harcourt, they're respected. In Lagos, they're envied. Inside? It's a different story - but no one dares to tell it. Every smile is practiced. Every pain goes unspoken. But it only takes one strong heart to shatter the lie.

Poetry that I have written from time to time. Feedback is highly appreciated because I am trying to improve.🖤

This is for my friends and family. Thank you Kenneth for the consistent perseverance and will to keep going. Thank you to Dr. Pelotzi, and to the rest of those who been there for me throughout my time of need. I'm glad to share these personal poems with the lucky few of you who deemed interested. Thank you dearly. Dr Lilian G (sub) Notes: Daniel is a very capable young man. He's extremely gifted when it comes to observation and analytic skills. Being diagnosed with early stages of Bordeline Personality Disorder, we're still trying to understand him. Daniel thinks, analyzes, and processes behavior faster than your average 20 year old. While we're caught in the rain, frantically ordering our Uber, Daniel is already thinking about the route the Uber might take, the color of the car, the scent of the inside, and the ethnicity of the driver. While we're making our food, Daniel thinks on how the food enters and sits in our digestive system. It's simple. You have one string correct? Daniel will make 7 other strings appear out of that single one. This can be both really good and really bad. We see various mood swings, narcissistic behavior, and incapable of trust. Relationship issues shaped the mentality he has, but at this rate, we don't know how much more growth he may get.

DARK DAYS | ❛ These are dark days with even darker people, so I suggest you sleep with one eye open. ❜ book one of the not what it seems series season 1 of stranger things © 2018 @imbaroque

A collection of my own poetry through the years as well as my favourite poems from other poets.

This is a story about 14 year old boy, Vreyi Citnamor, and his life of a Dark past and a New Beginning

When young Amelia Harte starts to get weird dreams and flashbacks, there's only one person who would have answers to her questions: Theresa. Theresa's someone who always knew what to do and is always correct. So, when Amelia ends up at her door early in the morning, the last thing she'd expect from her was a shout from the neighbor informing Amelia that Theresa's not home. To find answers to why she'd been escaping into a whole different world with dragons, castles and stunningly gorgeous men, Amelia ends up at Theresa's office; only to get into something she never wanted to be a part of. And that something involved Oliver Jones. --------------------------------------------------------- started on: 11th of August 2020 completed on: -

"Tell me, Caesar, does my hair look shinier? I think my hair has gotten softer since I've been here- what is in Capital hair masks?" The crowd laughs. Some Capital girls touch their own hair at my comment. Caesar leans over his chair to twirl a streak of my hair around his finger, rubbing a few strands back and forth between his pointer finger and thumb, "Why yes, yes I do think it's gotten a good bit healthier since your time here." I smile. Caesar is as diligent as ever, moving forwards with what's left of our allotted time. He takes a more serious approach. "So, Jake." He turns to his audience, inviting them in on the conversation. "This must be quite the change." I don't get the time to process the implications, if any, of that assumption. "You've only just gotten here, and surely you haven't the time to take it all in." The crowd laughs again, I laugh with them, nodding politely. "What are you feeling? Excitement? Wonder? Perhaps some anxieties?" His tone gradually gets more sympathetic. I pause. "Y'all know those lions at the circus?" I don't bother coaching out my slang. Caesar looks at his crowd questionably and they laugh. His smile is unnaturally stretched. He nods at me to continue. "I sorta feel like them. Loads a' fun to watch, but you just 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 it wants to rip someone's head off." -------- Jake Holst comes from a middle class slaughtering quarter of District 10, and for the better half of three years has backpacked across Panem against all common sense. Barely cultured, and questionably legal in District 2, Jake is reaped into the 66th annual Hunger Games when the selected volunteer gets cold feet. Dodging questions about her accent, the brand on her collarbone, and a series of unidentified sharp objects being thrown her way, it's a long way down for Ms. Holst.

A collection of letters, poems, and stories I've written on my good days and my bad days

There was a war.There is destruction. There will be hope.

The Dark Days have ended. Peace has settled. At least that's what the Capitol told us. When the Hunger Games was announced to begin in a week it threw everyone into turmoil. No one knew what was to come. The result shook the nation. A girl as she struggles to survive, to make it home, but as we know, the odds aren't always in our favor. Ladies and gentlemen, let the first annual Hunger Games begin... Credit for the Hunger Games goes to Suzanne Collins. Original characters, I made up. I didn't take the cover photo, just added the words and edited it slightly. :)

Para to sa taong dumurog sa puso at pagkatao ko.

thoughts keep running through my mind, so I try to catch them and write them down, enjoy.✨