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"I use to date her bother rafe Carmen. Everyone hated him but I didn't. He was the sweetest guy to me and caring. Nobody knew we dated not even Sarah" "Do we have to" I whine a bit. "Yes" he moves me and jj closer. She even grabs jj hand and put on my waist. I felt his hand softly grip my waist. Making my tummy turned in weird ways I never felt before. A secret past with Rafe. A growing pull toward JJ. A love triangle she never asked for. Is it the best of both worlds... or a disaster waiting to happen? Warnings there would be somewhat violence, drinking and smoking

"They call me weird. Quiet. Different. But they don't hear the voice inside me... whispering." Tanny doesn't talk much, but her mind is loud. She walks through life unnoticed-hoodie on, headphones in, emotions buried deep. No friends. No love. Just whispers. Whispers of questions no one wants to answer. Whispers of pain she hides with a fake smile. Whispers of who she might become, if only someone truly listened. After one dinner-table explosion shakes the walls of her silence, Tanny is forced to face the brother who hurt her, the mother who's always busy, and the girl in the mirror who doesn't even know who she is anymore. "Whispers of Me" is a touching journey through loneliness, healing, and the quiet power of a girl finding her voice in a world that keeps trying to silence her

THE ONES ALIVE Chicago, summer. Nova is a young, determined athlete, ready to face anything... until the world collapses around her. A zombie apocalypse sweeps through the state, and survival becomes the only law that matters. Between horror, chaos, and devastating losses, Nova must learn how to fight back, protect what remains, and face a harsh truth: humans can be just as dangerous as the undead. A raw, intense story filled with twists, where surviving is not just about staying alive... but about staying human.

Candy was a pretty little seven-year-old girl like any other in Shirley County. She was prone to singing and dancing and splashing in the rain, in her yellow polka dot bikini and her favorite red galoshes. John was a normal little boy and he loved playing with his best friend, Candy. But their bond drew a darkness that had long stayed hidden in a small, southern mountain town. But our story begins long after that, when Candy and John are teenagers. John, caught up in the business of life, stops spending his summers in Shirley County. And Candy, hurt and lonely at first, moves on as well. She meets Sam, the new boy in town. Even though she has never ventured more than a hundred miles from her home, she has never felt at ease there. At odds with her high school friends and bored with her small town existence, she finds the adventure she needs in Sam. He is cool, confident, independent, and Candy likes that. He lives on the fringes of society, and perhaps she likes that, too. But she is sometimes overcome with a sense of dread, like a shadow has passed, just on the edge of vision. When John finally does find his way back, it’s to a Shirley County more disturbing than he remembers. He’s accosted by strange dreams, the evidence scrawled so frantically that his paper is ragged and torn. Howling animal masks and flailing human figures. Teeth sharp as razors. And John’s once comforting presence becomes unwelcome, when he turns up troubling information on Sam’s past. Despite the confusion of strained friendships, new romance, and high school intrigues, John and Candy begin to suspect something more sinister lurking amidst the days of football glory and the nights of clandestine rendezvous. And then there is a murder. There are dark spirits in the mountains of Shirley County, and one of them is bent on revenge.

In an alternate reality, war didn't stop in 1918. With the United States divided, famine and disease run rampant, and disease run rampant, and the frequent air raids on the coasts means that people must make reprehensible decisions. Breaking off the coast, some of these people burrowed deep into the Earth, building makeshift homes out of previous towering structures. Steadily over time, a greater evil would come into unopposed power - The Corporation. A privately owned enterprise which valued secrecy above all. After a bitter land dispute, The Corporation decided to privately buy the West Coast from the United States. Elena Warren's world begins to implode when her life sentence is mysteriously dropped. Following Elena's trial, Elena finds herself lost in the glamour of the Upper Rink. Born into the Slums of a lower-class crystal mining district, Elena has always been considered a troublemaker for The Corporation. Trapped within the ruins of yesteryear's war, she finds no comfort in the suffocating regimes that litter the ruins of sunken California. Will Elena ever find a way out? The Blue Hour is an atmospheric dystopian novel following the lives of Elena's friends and family as they venture into colliding worlds.

When the Devil Fell in Love Raghav Malhotr was a man feared by everyone. As one of the most powerful mafia lords, he ruled his world with power, control, and cruelty. Love was a weakness he never planned to have. Then he met Aisha Kapoor. A simple, cheerful girl who talked too much, laughed too loudly, and wasn't afraid of him at all. What started as an unexpected encounter soon turned into something neither of them saw coming. But loving a mafia lord comes with a price. Enemies lurk in the shadows, secrets threaten to tear them apart, and danger follows Raghav wherever he goes. Can a girl full of light survive in the devil's dark world? Or will their love become the very thing that destroys them? "He was the devil everyone feared. She was the girl who stole his heart."

When longtime teacher Marianne Clarke receives a retirement gift unlike any other-a mason jar filled with anonymous apologies from former students-it stirs memories she thought she'd buried. But one unsigned note haunts her more than the rest, leading her to confront the emotional legacy of her career, and to offer the one apology she never got to make. A story of reflection, quiet reckoning, and unexpected closure.

Two hearts. One island. Too many secrets. Sloane didn't come to fall in love. She came to forget him. But fate has other plans. On an island where secrets feel louder than the waves, K walks back into her life - not as a stranger... but as something more dangerous: a memory. 🌴 Love. Drama. Betrayal. And slow-burning tension. Welcome to Love Island of My Life. This isn't just a story - it's everything she never said. 💔 A story imagined and written by me Because these emotions? 100% real. #LoveIslandOfMyLife #PlotByXOXO #Season1 #MyStoryMyHeart #XOXOCreates

✨ OFFICIALLY ✨ Some killers don't escape the law... Some escape to finish what the law didn't. When justice fails- Kalchakra rises. 🩸 A story where: ▪ Karma hunts the criminals ▪ Fear becomes justice ▪ The world becomes the courtroom 🔻 Are you with it... or against it? Because soon... everyone will be judged.

In a realm where stars breathe, dreams weave the sky, and light has a memory, two celestial souls stand between creation and oblivion. Lyra - the Weaver of Light, born from the first dawn - and Orion - the Guardian forged from the heart of suns - embark on a journey to restore the lost constellations. But when they face Eclipser, the fallen keeper of the void, they'll learn that some stars fade not from death... but from love that could not let go. A story of sacrifice, rebirth, and the endless bond between light and darkness.

If only I knew that love could feel like a lie wrapped in a hoodie and soft hands." At 18, Tabitha thought she had found her version of forever - Zayn was charming, intentional, and made her heart believe it was safe. But when the weekend that felt like a dream begins to unravel, secrets start to bleed through the edges of their picture-perfect romance. The kind of secrets that come with other girls. With voice notes. With lies that repeat word-for-word. What happens when the truth finds you before you're ready to see it? If Only I Knew is a raw, emotionally gripping story about betrayal, womanhood, and the journey back to yourself. Told in first person, each chapter peels back the layers of love, heartbreak, and the power of healing. For every girl who's been lied to, and every woman who learned to rise from it - this one's for you. 💔 Romance | 🎙️ First-person POV | 🖤 Emotional healing | 🔥 Plot twist | ✨ Soft girl strength New chapters drop weekly. 📌 Follow for more stories on faith, growth & female power. ✍️ Written by: Ogunlaja Oluwadamilola 📍 @TalksWithUnbothered

Flash fiction, 300 words or less, young adult thrillers, one every day in April (except Sundays). Segments will follow the life of seventeen-year-old April Turner, who hates the fact that she is named after a month. April Fools Day is always the worst day of her year and from the start, 2015 seems like no exception. She would hope for her luck to improve, but hope can hurt worse than April Fools jokes. Follow closely, I have no idea where this will go!

🚨🚨(Before you read please note: Me and my Co. Writer, took inspiration off the horror film "Final Destination")🚨🚨 Anyways, here's the description!⬇️ A Group of Friends All Found Dead... Except One is a dark, suspenseful horror story inspired by Final Destination, following a group of college-bound friends who survive a deadly accident-only to realize that survival was never meant to be permanent. After escaping a tragic car crash in 2007, ten friends believe they were given a second chance at life. One year later, they reunite for one last trip to a water park before heading off to college. What starts as laughter, flirting, and nostalgia quickly turns into terror when one of them dies in a gruesome "accident." Then another. And another. Neveah, a quiet and emotionally scarred girl, begins experiencing terrifying visions of the deaths before they happen-but no one believes her until it's too late. As her friends are killed in brutal, twisted ways that look like freak accidents but feel carefully designed, Neveah realizes something far worse is at work: death itself is hunting them down. With paranoia rising, friendships collapsing, and secrets being exposed, the group turns on one another as the body count grows. Trust shatters, love becomes dangerous, and betrayal hides behind every smile. In the end, Neveah is left to face the truth alone-survival was never a gift. It was a warning. This story blends supernatural horror, psychological tension, and emotional tragedy into a brutal fight against fate-where escaping death once only means it will come back even harder the second time.🩸

Lorena has just settled into her new life in LA when she finds herself connected to a brutal murder case; meaning that now, she has to juggle a mystery, grief and love before she becomes the next victim... (Muture themes included) Visit my Instagram for related content: @moon__huntress

When twenty-three-year-old Ahaan agrees to a seemingly harmless wager among friends during their annual reunion at an abandoned mountain lodge, he doesn't expect anything more than a drunken dare. The bet? To spend one hour in the lodge's infamous "Room 39" alone, rumored to reveal a person's deepest fear-or darkest desire. Ahaan wins the bet. But when he walks out of the room, something inside him has changed. Strange coincidences begin to happen. His friends start acting like strangers. The line between memory and imagination begins to blur. And worst of all, Ahaan realizes he doesn't remember what happened in Room 39-only that he won. But at what cost? As he searches for the truth, he's drawn into a psychological game orchestrated by an unknown force-one that preys on guilt, regret, and the choices we wish we never made. In this 10-episode unraveling mystery, Ahaan must piece together his fractured reality before the bet consumes everything-and everyone-he holds dear. Characters: Kavya: Broke the cycle by choosing truth over silence Jiya :Became the bet to carry everyone's hidden truths Ahaan : Understood the lodge and guided others through it Viraj :Tried to bury the truth but ended up trapped in it Zoya :Haunted by guilt, fought to suppress the past Neel :Questioned everything and resisted belief in the supernatural Ritwik: loyal and protective, torn between fear and car Ishaan : Joked through the fear until reality hit him hard Reya : felt the lodge's energy before anyone else Tara : Dismissed the strange with reason and logic Nikhil : Saw the signs early but stayed silent The Lodge : Reflected their truths and made them relive their lies.

An eerie mansion stood alone on the edge of a mist-covered forest-The Blackwood Manor. Five strangers arrived there, each carrying a letter with no signature. The message was simple: "One of you is a murderer. By dawn, the truth will bleed out." 1. Noyon - Calm, observant, and strangely composed. 2. Rubel - Loud, arrogant, constantly challenging others. 3. Samira - Quiet, mysterious, always watching. 4. Zafar - Charming, manipulative, yet his smile hides panic. 5. Trisha - Timid, visibly shaken, but often asks too many questions. Inside, a storm traps them. Electricity flickers. Clocks have stopped. Tension grows when a bloodied knife is found on the piano. Everyone denies touching it. Moments later-Trisha disappears. Her scream echoes. The others rush upstairs. Her lifeless body lies on the floor, eyes wide open. Panic. Rage. Accusations fly. Rubel shouts, "We're being hunted!" Zafar smirks, "Or maybe the killer's already among us." Noyon speaks: "This isn't random. We were all chosen. For a reason." As fear creeps in, secrets unfold- Samira once knew Trisha. Rubel's fingerprints are found on the knife. Zafar tries to destroy a voice recorder found in his coat. Noyon forces them to listen. A cold voice says: "She found out the truth. She had to go." Zafar turns pale. Just when everyone thinks Zafar is the killer, Noyon reveals a shocking twist: "Trisha isn't dead. She faked it-with my help. This was a trap. I sent the letters." He turns to the others: "Each of you hurt someone to hide your secrets. Tonight, the hunted became the hunters." Police sirens wail outside. Officers storm in. Zafar, Rubel, and Samira are taken. Noyon looks out into the storm, whispers: "Justice doesn't knock. It breaks in." One house. Five masks. Only one walked out clean. The one who set the trap. The one who remembered- There is no forgiveness for sin cloaked in silence. - End.

He thought he was just taking her graduation photos. But memory is never that simple. And love, sometimes, is a haunting. When Ferris steps into the woods with Laila, the girl who lights up even the darkest corners of his life, he doesn't expect the forest to remember them. He doesn't expect to black out in the middle of a photoshoot-and wake up in a cabin with no memory of how he got there. And he definitely doesn't expect a man named Buck Immanuel to tell him: "This happens every year. Same time. Same place. Same fall." As time bends and fractures, Ferris is forced to confront a truth about Laila buried under years of grief: And he might be the reason.

They say New York never sleeps... but some secrets lie buried deep beneath its foundations. My name is Seven. And I was born to face them. They locked us in a center. Gave us rules. Tests. Weapons. But what they didn't expect... ...is that we'd break them. Because the threat is coming. He's coming back. And this time... he won't take any prisoners.

Part 1: Shadows of the Ink Jonathan Reid, a 37-year-old writer plagued by two years of writer's block, finds a strange letter on his doorstep. No stamp. No sender. Inside: a typed manuscript page titled "Chapter One - The Woman by the Bridge". It describes a woman in red found hanging under Oakmere Bridge, with a scar on her wrist. Jonathan hasn't written in months. Yet the style is unmistakably his. He dismisses it-until the next morning's news mirrors the letter exactly. Then comes the second letter-"Chapter Two - The Pastor's Confession." It predicts a priest's shocking secret and the burning of a chapel. At 11:03 PM, Father Bennett confesses in front of Jonathan: "I lied to protect a murderer!" A storm strikes, and by dawn, the chapel is ash. Jonathan is horrified. He hasn't written a word. Yet these letters continue-prophetic, precise, and dangerous. The third letter hits harder: "Chapter Three - The Man in the Mirror." It describes Jonathan seeing a stranger in his own reflection. That night, his mirror shifts. He blinks-the reflection doesn't. By morning, the most chilling letter arrives. No title. No paragraph. Just one sentence: "Your death is written. Tonight. Midnight." To be continued...