Exit Stories

Have you ever thought of escaping reality? How far would you go to replace your present life with one you had always dreamed of? This book will not answer any of those questions, but it might perceive the true side of humans need to escape. It might help one visualize why some people decide to take drastic measures to find an exit from suffering, or that the main character might help you understand yourself better. I decided not to idealize anything. I don't like sugarcoating my work for the sake of popularity. I compared the exit to an addiction. At first, you feel euphoric, but as the time passes, you begin to grow dissatisfied or even anxious to some measure, that only digs a bigger hole under you, making it harder to jump out. In conclusion, I genuinely hope many of you will enjoy my work and that some of you will see your mirror in the character of K. I will be glad if you leave comments under my book. It is my first post, and it would greatly help me with improving my writing. I will notify y'all of new parts on Wattpad and my TikTok account. Have a great day and enjoy your reading! :))

The Amazing Digital Circus, but with two ringmasters? Interesting... Who could that be? You suddenly get transported into a digital realm, but you have no memory of what happened before that. The first person you meet seems nice at first. But are they really that nice? You want to get out of that world as soon as possible. But will you? {This book does NOT contain any lemon/smut, and no, I will not do any of those. Instead, this story (will) contains mostly Fluff, and maybe Angst}

"You know something! Just-" He scoffed in impatience, curling in on himself slowly, "God, Pomni. I- I just-" Pomni rested her hand on his shoulder, easing him of his greater tension as his legs sat agape. The jester sighed, "I know you've lost some pretty important people here," the jester looked as Jax crossed his arms. "Look, I get that you're trying to forget about this, but that's probably the worst that you can do." Jax scowled at Pomni, "What do you know?" He paused, getting up and walking forwards slightly, "You know nothing about me. You know nothing about this place you just got here." "I know that, but-" Jax looked at the jester, his pupils small only to frighten Pomni. "You don't know Zooble, you don't know Ragatha and what she's done, you don't know Kaufmo, and you didn't-" he swallowed bitterly, pointing at Pomni and getting rather close only to back off, "you didn't know Ribbit." ---- we're so back GAAANG !!!!! this story is mostly about jax coping through ribbit and kaufmo's abstraction and then pomni is there to help !!! her helping kiiinda turns into them dating but that's besides the point... you guys are only here for the chill fellas lore.. obviously. this fanifc has motifs, so PLEEEASE enjoy my masterpiece, my life's work, and understand that this is not canon and i don't own these characters or show ! thank you thank you !!! this updates EVERY WEDNESDAYYYY !!!!!! i also tweak out about their progressing relationship after every chapter ^^ Warnings: Digitalized-gore Mentions of self-harm Mentions and implications of sex Self Sabotage Jax Cover art by me !

Steffany is a girl who always expects,she always gets hurts then one day she met a boy that would talk to her for hours is this love? or a beautiful mess? should she expect? or confess? will she fall or will she learn her lesson? the boy she met likes her friend what will happen if she falls? will there be a fight? what will she choose friendship or love?

Algebraliens High School AU!! First story released to the Public, expect weekly-ish updates ahah... Might take small breaks bc school and lack of motivation (╥‸╥)

My OC will take over Pomni's place. I don't own this show or its characters, only my OC. The original creators are the Glitch Production team on YouTube.

I'm closing my Wattpad chapter and moving my words to Substack. My writing now lives at the intersection of spirituality and sports, where the lessons of faith and the game meet. Substack will be my new home - a free space to read, reflect, and connect. If you've enjoyed anything I've written here, I'd be grateful if you joined me there. This is not the end, it's the beginning of something bigger.

{Book 1} The first time I laid my eyes on him, I thought he was annoying for touching my stuff, but under those blue eyes, he's a different person, and I didn't regret dancing outside when I caught his undivided attention. -Before You Exit series-

A requested one shot: Riley is friendzoned.

ever wondered how many weirdos have printed your profile pic, put it in their wallet, and gone around telling everyone you're their girlfriend? Haha, Izzy has done just that. Except with her it's actually considered normal. Stalking is her life, she could even be considered a professional. Unlike most people she doesn't stalk people around her; she stalks a certain group of people. A group of people who dont even know that she exist. Just Imagine moving to Florida. Pretty cool right? Okay now imagine moving in next to your favorite boy band. Even better! That's exactly what Izzy did, she convinced her family to move to Orlando, right next to her favorite boy band. With intentions of being normal and not creeping out her favorite band , she does the exact opposite. Will she be able to win the boy, or will she be labeled as "The Stalker" For the rest of her life.

Before You Exit Preferences with you as their sister.

Janeen Mackenzie Corrigan is a typical douche bag with a pretty personality and attractive face. She has been bullied by her parents since birth, but hey she's the bully in her school but so friendly. WEIRD, right? On the contrary, Connor Patrick McDonough is a non-typical but an extra-ordinary so handsome OMG *fangirling* Oops, sorry. Hello? He's like super hot! You know what I mean exiters! Finding someone to love is the easiest part of life. Hardest? Is to be loved by the one who you love. To be honest, all we want is to be loved by someone who means the world to us. But I guess, Cupid is being such a big dork! *sigh*