Heartbrokenproject Stories

"Maybe the purpose of life, Isn't a definite aim, But, to stumble upon a place, That numbs your pain" ✒Copyrights © 2017 to @LittleMissSunshinine of Wattpad. ✒*Highest rank - 10 in poetry on 6/6/17. * First Place Winner of the Writing Contest For All and Third place winner of The Season Awards. ✒Trigger alert: Self harm, suicide, heartache, depression, etc. But in no way do I support any of those, they are mentioned solely to spread awareness and help those suffering to feel understood.

"I should've said I love you when I have the chance. I guess I am too late then." ~~~~~ Ranked #5 in Short Story #2 in heartbrokenproject Copyright© 2017 by marshmallowssprinkle All rights reserved. [Images, some quotes, and others in this story are not mine.]

"We wake, if ever at all, to mystery.." [ #86 (19.12.16) #75 (20.12.16) #70 ( 23.12.16) #59 (25.12.16) ]

IN THE COUNTRY OF PREHALIA everybody has a place but the choice does not belong to us. We are born with nine lives and each one we lose indicates that we are to be pushed down the societal hierarchy until there's nowhere to go anymore... I, Keelian Samuels, also known as Keely, belong to the Samuels household which happens to be quite infamous for our money and insanity. I can't deny the perks that come with being a rich and popular teenager. I used to live for that image during my time in the school that collects all the richest kids from the city of Pretorium. Sounds like I'm pretty lucky to be who I am, right? Well, let me tell you a little secret: I died eight times in the past year. ---------------- Prehalia's Demons is a story about a young woman who has to take care of her family and avoid slipping on the thin ice that human relationships are in a society that is highly disfunctional and unfair. Where will her adventures take her? You will soon find out... ~ "Find yourself a better hobby than stalking me and my family. I heard chess is popular amongst rich people and freaks." I prop my head against the uncomfortable chair and look up at the ceiling, "How convenient that you're both." He decides to ignore the joke altogether as he goes and grabs another bottle of wine. I roll my eyes. It will be a long night. - HIGHEST RANK: #304 IN FANTASY

READ ME! RECOMMENDED! Letters are like masks. Open them and you will be reading something that will make or break you. When Marc DeLuca opened the letters from his father's woman, its contents guided her to Isla, an unwealthy and naive delivery girl. At first, he refuses her help and all but finally gives in to her. As she tries to help him change his fate, their friendship blossom into an achievement. And something else may be blossoming behind the scenes as well. Just when he let his arms open up to accept her and confess his feelings, the nightmares trailing behind her begins to turn into reality. And life takes a whole bad turn, making it his turn to cry for her instead. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Isla flopped down onto her bed, closing her eyes. The dark sky outside had begun to pour. Hearing the fat drops tapping on her window, she sat up and glanced outside the window. She sighed and turned to look at her phone on the nightstand, finally realising that she hadn't called her sister. She picked it and saw that there was a letter on the nightstand as well. She placed her phone back and took the letter instead. She tore it open, curious of its content. There was a picture and a note. She read the note, on it written in cursive handwriting was, "Dreams are good, they let your imagination run free; but nightmares are better, they tame you to face your fears." Isla furrowed her eyebrow, confused. She looked at the picture instead. It was of a boy and a man in his 30s. It was intimidating how they both looked alike. The same smile and blue eyes. The difference was that the boy had light brown hair and the man was dark-haired. Her expression suddenly turned intense when she recognize those familiar pair of blue eyes. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Sequel to Letters to Life: Letters written to a lost life A collection of prose and poetry Highest ranking #7 in poetry

Tris moved into Hemmington with her family a few days ago. Nervous about starting school again, she keeps calling her friend from New York, rambling about how nervous, yet excited she was about her new home and town. Tris wasn't really a shy girl. In fact, she was quite forward to everything and sometimes her bad habit of telling the truth made sure she fell in deep trouble. Her first day was pretty interesting. To be exact, for Tris it might have been a little stressful with Archer being in his little group. She liked the rest of the group, but Archer? Archer was a different story. Tris knew that she had to stay away from Archer, since he was always so rude and overconfident. As time flew by, Tris felt herself getting more attached to this small group of four. Was that even a good idea? As things start to finally fall back in peace, a huge storm casually walks into Tris' life and ends up leaving like a hurricane, damaging all mended pieces that she spent years on fixing. They called him, Will Trinton.

Everyone at Jackson High School has heard of Heartbreakers, a website dedicated to exposing students who purposely cheat or manipulate others. But despite the website ruining the reputations of more than half the student body no one knows who's behind it. Until it gets hacked. The sugary sweet Aria Mitchell is the last person anyone would expect to be running the online burn book. If this secret got out it would not only destroy her reputation within school but leave a mark on her school record, consequently leading to her dream school being snatched from the tips of her fingers. To keep her and her cousin's identities hidden, Aria is forced to make a deal with the devil - otherwise known as Grayson Jones. With his own ulterior motives, maybe revealing the truth would have been easier than what's to come. Highest rank #109 in Teen Fiction

Ranked #108 on 11/02/17 "Sometimes people are beautiful, Not in looks and talks, but Just in what they are." This is a collection of poems I have been writing since I was 13. Some are good. Some are bad. Some are boring while some are deep. But ultimately, they're a part of me. So...Since you've read till here. Why dont you go and hit that 'Read' button? That amazing cover is made by SundownGraphics or @sun-down :)

«no. 01 in #heartbrokenproject || 08.30.17» «no. 13 in #oath || 08.28.17//release date» ❝On the count of 3, jump.❞ Losing a mother is tough, especially when she just randomly disappears without a trace. Ainsley Kelly is determined that her mother isn't dead, despite what people tell her. Her mother was the most hip and fun mother to be around. She was like a BFF more than anything. However, since people believe her to be dead, they gave Ainsley the only thing that was on her mother's will: a list. To be specific, a bucket list. Ainsley Kelly is determined to finish the bucket list and find her mother, especially when her father is showing signs of bad habits: smoking, drinking, verbal abuse, and more. But with things like "find a boyfriend," "go to a party," and "start a food fight at school and succeed," she's not so sure if she can do everything on her mother's bucket list.

❝Some things are too strange and too strong to be coincidences. It's called fate.❞ [in which Luigi left London for New York, to heal his broken heart.]

in which a girl writes letters to her deceased boyfriend. |::| FOLLOWING A LIFE-CHANGING event, Susan loses her legs and her first love to a car accident. After moving to New York in search for a new beginning, she starts to write letters to her deceased boyfriend as a coping mechanism. However, when Joshua enters her life, she faces a dilemma - to remember Peter forever and remain miserable, or to forget him and betray their love. |::| STARTED: 28th December, 2016 FINISHED: [still ongoing]

She was the unpopular one. He was the popular one. She always wanted friends but never had any. He never wanted any friends but had hundreds. She was bullied. He was a bully. Not her bully though, as they lived in two different places far from each other. Janet Blossom and Trystan Rider are two completely different people, without any idea of one another's existence. Living in a complete different place, state, country even continent. Janet was the unpopular girl with a crush who completely despised her, just like everyone else. Trystan was the most popular guy who without even trying gets all the attention. They were polar opposites. But they say if you are made for each other you belong together. Warning: It's not a cliché bad boy good girl story. It is totally different. Find out here, what it's actually about?

Blair Sebastian was looking for anything but love amidst her struggle with depression. Completely lost and trying to find something to cling onto, Blair feels abandoned by the world and vows to find the meaning of her life. On the opposite hand, Sebastian claymont, defeated by the hands of love so many times has lost faith in the idea of it entirely. With a tongue so blunt, Blair never holds backs on anything with the concept that life's too short to pretend. Intrigued by her, leading to the formation of an unlikely match. A slow building chemistry. Two realists paired together is anything but smooth. However, life is never easy and often the clearest of minds fit together the best. Alas knowing what they want in the other person.

"I'm longing to be with Ulquiorra again. What is wrong with me? When I was there with him, all I wanted was to get away from Hueco Mundo and back home where I belong. How is it I'm wanting to go back there?" April. A brand new school year and Aizen has been long defeated. Ulquiorra disappears into ash but wakes up in the Karakura Town hospital. He goes to the same high school as Ichigo to find himself reunited with Orihime, not only that, they both are taking the same music elective and both have a strong interest in music. Does music really bring two opposites together?

This mystery girl is new in town. No one knows her name, no one ever had a real conversation with her. She doesn't want to talk to anyone. She's closed up. She's all alone. She's new at the town's high school. She's 18 and a junior. Why? No one knows. People say she killed her family, but did she? If you wanna know more, read this story and follow me for notifications. I'll be posting regularly!

READ ME! RECOMMENDED! "What? No, I'm not a woman," the boy said, his expression replaced by red blushes. "I have man stuff to prove that I am certainly not a woman. I have the balls to prove that I have balls." "I don't think so," she uttered, breaking into a laughing fit. "You are a woman and you do not have 'man stuff' to even prove that he has one," she mimicked. "Oh Jesus, I'm going to die. Remember to say that 'Kylie died laughing because you do not have 'man stuff'' during my eulogy," she said, frivolous. "That's it," he said, angered. His hand were fiddling at the buckle of his belt. "You think I don't have 'man stuff', huh? I'll prove it to you so you just stay there while I unbuckle my-" ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Life is like a box of chocolate, they say. But since this is a tale to be told during the merry holidays, its like a big wrapped box with a big huge ribbon at the top and consists of a gang of badboys with good looks, a coffee geek that seems to be stalking her, a thief that breaks into people's houses but steals nothing and let's not forget to mention about an ill tempered old man that attempts to whack ALMOST everyone with his walking stick. Kylie Raquine and her siblings arrives in a town in North Carolina during the fall and it may be something that would brighten her little holiday. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Credits to @RaeOng5 for agreeing to be my editor! She's awesome and her books are worth reading.

"I love you." Did you? We could have been something. But it ended like nothing. . . . #18 in heartbrokenproject Copyright© 2018 by marshmallowssprinkle All rights reserved. [Images, some quotes, and others in this story are not mine.]

Life of Susan Edwards took a sudden swerve from being ranked as 'Perfect' by her to being at rock-bottom. On her 16th Birthday, her mother made an announcement- an announcement that according to her would probably wreathe Susan's life with roses. Maybe she was unaware of the fact that roses have thorns, some of them concealed. Her life now swayed between being worse and worst. The announcement being the beginning of the worse for her perfect life. Delve into Susan's past to find what makes her shed salty tears in a futile attempt to burn the blazing fire of agony and anguish within her? Will this fire ever extinguish or will it continue to flare to burn Susan everyday?