Hurtfulwords Stories

Jimin and Jungkook were once the kind of best friends people envied- two boys so close that where one breathed, the other breathed with him. Their bond was deep, natural, unshakable... or so everyone thought. But as Grade 10 came to an end, everything collapsed in one moment. A secret relationship-hidden, unexpected, and never meant for Jimin to find out- created a crack between them that neither knew how to fix. One misunderstanding. One betrayal Jimin could never forgive. And the friendship that felt like forever fell apart overnight. Jimin left the country without looking back. Jungkook stayed in Busan, carrying the weight of a goodbye that never happened. Years passed. Jimin returned as a cold, brilliant businessman, untouchable and unreadable- a man who built walls so high no one could climb them. Jungkook grew into a gentle cafe owner, still soft, still warm, still haunted by the boy who once walked away. They were never supposed to meet again. But fate has its own plans. A reunion neither of them asked for. A past they tried to bury. A truth Jimin refuses to face. And a love Jungkook never stopped feeling. Because some wounds never heal... Some friendships were never just friendships... And some people-no matter how far they run-are destined to collide again. TOP JIMIN BOTTOM JUNGKOOK ONGOING. 🏅#topjimin

This is a clalec book so please no hate. (In this book they aren't shadowhunters, they are normal people). What happens when Alec finally finds someone but can't be with them? Clary is moving to New York and meets Jon's old friends only to find out they aren't his friends but his enemies. One of them is attracted to Clary but is afraid to tell her scared that his brother is going to get in the way. Note: these characters belong to Cassandra Clare, not me.

Children, the future everything. Humans, messing up the world. The pain of a girl. The love from a boy. Everything you can think of and everything far beyond. All the poems are special and some what the same. A book full of poems written by a child. Those poems are part of the story of life of this child and so please read the poems with respect.

A poetry book!

"I know what I bring to the table... So trust me when I say I'm not afraid to eat alone." Rhiannon spoke, staring coldly into their eyes. ~*~*~*~*~ The Kingdom of Loviel - home of Rhiannon Myra Luxford. Eldest sister of four siblings, her parents - the King and Queen, many staff, servants, and peasants. Most being the race of men and dwarves some elves, and occasionally a Wizard or Witch. However, The Royals are Special, not quite 100% human, nor any other race well-known in Middle Earth. This goes back to the very first Luxford. Each one getting stronger. They're well known for their abilities. People often seek their council, even elves, wizards and witches. Tragedy hits, but what can possibly make Rhiannon so against the world? So cold and angry? Will it effect her gifts? Can the darkness be lifted from her soul? - Can she be saved from herself? ~*~*~*~ "What would you do to save the one you cared for?" He asked. "Anything." Was the reply. "Good, laddie." He patted him on the shoulder. "We'll save the lass, no matter the cost." "Thank you, friend." ~*~*~*~*~ IMPORTANT NOTE: This Hobbit FanFiction is a "rollercoaster" there will be many emotions, possibly mention of self harm (possibly, Probably Not - but maybe.) This story isn't for those who don't like stories with tragedies. This will have...plenty. But a good ending. The beginning has to start out iffy, to get better, right? Life has to well... Change her. At first you may think there's too many "tears, crying"..etc. keep in mind she's lost what she loves most. DISCLAIMER: I DON'T own anything related to the Hobbit which belongs to J.R.R Tolkien, and Peter Jackson, nor HBO's Reign, or BBC'S Merlin they all belong to their rightful owners. I'm borrowing their characters. If you see/hear any songs, quotes, pictures, gifs those as well belong to their rightful owners. I own the plot twists, OC(s) and certain life events that have actually happened to me in this story.

Only a few people have heard Peters real voice. Most of them dead, one still Alive, and that one person is the reason Peter went mute in the first place. (Spideypool) (Feel free to comment any spelling errors, or mistakes that I make. I'll go back and fix them. Also feel free to ask questions! I'll try my best to answer them!) I do not own marvel or any of the characters in this book unless said otherwise. The only thing I own are the plots, writings, and storyline! Everything else (unless said otherwise) is owned by someone else! Do not copy, steal, recreated, post or use in anyway! This is my book and I will not tolerate stealing! No bad comments, hate comments or fighting in the chat! This is a safe space for people who just want to enjoy books/stories. This is not up for discussion, I will not change my mind. I will not put up with it. I'm surprised I have to say this. No, this has not happened to me, but I have seen it happen to writers I like. So please, just don't, ok? I like when people correct mistakes or misinformation, but please be nice about it. Love all you readers and writers!! ❤️

A scar

සමාවෙන්න !

A pen and a journal For me are eternal Like a fiery flame That I cannot tame ~Wiseshow ©All Rights Reserved This is my ORIGINAL WORK

Personal Narrative about a song and how it relates to me

Characters: Esterinaiah Francess del Rosario Dominador Fernandez Dominador Antonio Fernandez III Grandmother, Mother and Father of Esterinaiah

Random story since I started watching Nana and almost finished it

Love is a dangerous feeling to have and to lose

This story is about a girl moving on with her boyfriend. She thought her feelings were gone but she still loves him.

This fic explores the more violent side of Mike Schmidt and his feelings. It will have a similar storyline to the movie but with additional scenes and headcannons. ☆☆☆☆☆ I don't own any of the characters or scenes that I've used. I've just expanded on the scenes and used them to create this fanfiction.

Mew POV: You know what really hurt? Getting hurt by someone that you've told and explained your pain too. Getting hurt by someone who knows your past, and know how broken and vulnerable you are. Yet they did the exact same thing they promise they would never do. Gulf POV: " I am sorry phi" that's the only thing that came out into my mouth I've damaged the person who love me more than himself. I've hurted the person I promise won't hurt because I can't handle how vulnerable he was at that time when everyone was against him. Yet I did the same thing I don't know what how would I explain it to him. It was just I was drunk and he saw me kissing my ex. We fought that time cuz I can't understand why I need to always be careful but now I do I realize I'm not a normal person anymore I'm an actor and I need to I already have an important person in my heart yet I let her kiss me. That was the time I knew I fucked up when he cried he is a person who doesn't really cry nor show his emotions but i saw him the look the eyes of a person it brings flashbacks how we met that's the exact look exact reason of pain and exact breath it gives me nostalgia and I was just standing there the exact position how his ex left him because his ex cheated.

feeling of being unsure uncertain about smthg we experience on a daily basis also the feelings of our inner hurted self we hide from our parents that just weights extra on our chest making it difficult for us to breath these lines express similar emotions hope it helps healing

A true story of a woman who unexpectedly fall in love with a complete stranger, who is 13 years younger than her and they are different in race and religion. The attraction becomes deeper and deeper every time they had an intimate eye contact that only both of them can understand. How far this love can go? Is their eye contact can lead into something?

There was a boy who once begged for his brother's support, crying for help during his darkest moments, but he was met with indifference. This betrayal changed him completely, turning him into a mysterious figure shrouded in secrecy, fighting his battles alone. He still loved his brothers, especially the younger one, but the pain of the past kept him distant. Living in the same house, his older brother tried to understand what happened to him, but he remained silent, hiding his true self. As a university student, he wore a mask of normalcy, willing to do anything for his brothers while never showing them the depth of his love, trapped between his past and the life he now led what to know what is the story and what will happen next go read it Disclaimer: This story is a work of fiction and should be treated as such. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. The characters and situations depicted in this story are entirely fictional and are not intended to reflect or represent any real-life individuals or occurrences. The author of this story does not endorse or condone any of the actions or behaviors portrayed within. This story is for entertainment purposes only and should not be interpreted as factual or representative of reality. The members of BTS are incredibly talented individuals who deserve all the respect and admiration they receive. This story is simply a fictional exploration of their world, and should not be taken as a reflection of their actual lives or personalities. Enjoy the story!

Navya Srivastava X Rajveer Agnihotri As I begin taking my steps forward to exit the room with my suitcase which was no longer mine, I feel the tight grasp of his hands on my wrist. I turn my head back and it is when I notice the tears in his eyes. He was crying? I couldn't believe it. It was the first time I had ever seen him in such a vulnerable state. And that too, for me? I try to push his hands away, attempting to free my wrist but his grip remains firm. "Leave me. I can't be here a second longer with you." His eyes red and filled with tears meet mine filled with tears. "Don't leave me. Please don't. I can't live without you 'Wildflower'." He calls me that, his 'Wildflower' and I feel something in my heart. As I try to open my mouth for a response, I feel my heart stinging against its walls. "You cheated on me Rajveer. You deceived me and broke my trust. How do you expect me to forget everything and pretend like it was nothing?" He lowers his head and after a while, I see his gaze locked with mine and what he said next shook my entire core. "I never cheated on you Navya. How could I when you had been the only one occupying my heart? I love you Wildflower."