Perception Stories

Two nations on the brink of war. A sister's duty. And a sea that has begin to hunger. Valeria's task is simple: guide her elder sister for the throne. But the Soulwell Sea has moved from myth to predator, and it's hunting for the oblivious Adrian Ravenwood - the kingdom's deadliest Necromancer and the sea's key to power. To enslave the magic of the land, the tide must take away it's strongest shield. Now, Valeria must choose - the Crown she serves or save the secret she didn't even know was hiding. In a game where every player is pawn, what happens when the board itself starts to play?

Mia sees patterns where others see chaos. When three deaths are reported, the system moves on quickly. Too quickly. The scenes feel complete, but something is missing and Mia can feel it. The gaps bother her more than the violence. As the investigation closes in, one truth refuses to stay buried. The deaths were never the point. They were distractions. At the center of everything is a girl no one was meant to notice. This is a story about absence, perception, and how the most important truths are hidden in what we choose not to see.

Clara Rune notices things other people don't. After a late shift in retail, a night journey across South London begins to fracture in subtle, unsettling ways. Streets slip. Buildings misalign. History leaks through the present. Parallax is a contemporary speculative novella about perception, systems, memory, and the quiet pressure of modern urban life, where reality does not break all at once, but reconfigures itself just enough for one person to notice. Some places remember more than they should.

Welcome to the World of "The Silent Shield" Step into the enchanting tale of Hazel Sterling and Alex Vane, where love blooms amidst the chaos of Oxford University. Hazel, a glamorous and mischievous heiress, brings laughter and glitter wherever she goes. Alex, a silent genius in a hoodie, thrives in the quiet order of the Bodleian Library. Their worlds clash on a fateful day, sparking a journey of discovery. Hazel learns to cherish Alex's quiet strength, while Alex finds the courage to express his feelings. Together, they tackle university life's challenges, facing foes like the charming but dangerous Freddie Montgomery. Alongside their unforgettable friends, they embark on a thrilling adventure where every page turns a new chapter in life's symphony. "The Silent Shield" is a celebration of individuality, friendship, and unexpected connections. It's a story that will make you laugh, cry, and believe in the magic of true love. Are you ready to embark on this journey? Start reading "The Silent Shield" today on Wattpad and let the story sweep you away into a world where love speaks louder than words. Witness the transformation of hearts and the triumph of true connection. Your next favorite story awaits!

No theme. Like the title says, this collection is "about anything and everything"

with this guache, i'll paint you ever so prettily. ©️2020

Everyone says Natalie stole the diary. She remembers not doing it. When reality won't agree with your memory, who do you trust - yourself, or everyone else? Fragmented is a psychological mystery about perception, truth and the terrifying moment when certainty begins to slip.

He never flinched. Never cracked. Never let anyone see what lived behind his perfect smile. Until the hallway. Until the blood. She saw it - the moment his mask broke. And she hasn't forgotten it since. - a short story about power, perception, and the quiet violence of finally being seen.

Lisa Williams is used to things turning South instead of North and it's why she always has a back-up plan. When she catches her three year boyfriend with cabin staff, her back-up plan kicks into action and she's off to her banshee friend. Jenny is more than happy to have her there; but it's the kind-eyed man who's turning her world around that has her one foot in and another out. Daniel Blanc has it all: money, charm, and a winning smile that has women sniffing after him. But that doesn't interest him. No, the woman doing the modern version of a chicken dance has a more appealing charm that could very well rival his. Her chin tilts up at every moment in challenge. Her arm could possibly be stiff stretched out to keep him and many away, but her eyes call him back with the purest, suppressed passion. She interests him. But she's not running after him, and that irks him. Paris is the route of a powerful magic. Every second, minute and hour it grasps at the core of your heart, tearing you open to reveal the truth of your essence, and if you're not careful, you'll end up like Daniel and Lisa, entrapped in your own malady.

What all can I be? A cue to find those who can relate, with their own perceptions. Rank 467 in poetry

a poor boy falls in love with a rich girl

Gnarled postures glance across the empty canvas of a dimly lit wall. I close my eyes, hoping that the black of my mind would protect my consciousness from what was being crafted before me. I could only hear now. Rapid breathing, acid lancing through my throat as the bile threatened to enter the room around me. I know I’m shaking but I can only feel the absence of sensations rather than the sensations themselves. It was here. I can’t do anything can I? I can’t see. I can’t focus. How did I let myself get to this point? Why didn’t I just turn around and let the imagery that everyone so wholeheartedly took in, sweep me into the rest of my life rather than knowing what else lay beyond the curtain of this endless theater? It was too late, of that I was hopelessly aware. My eyes began to burn at the edges. It was forcing its way through my mind. I wanted to let it go, to release this wall I had built. It was heavy… it hurt. Icy mercury leaked into my sinuses as the burning continued, my vision, hearing, even my sense of taste and smell were turning. It was winning. How long could I hold out? What good would it do for me to resist when I knew I couldn’t win? I can’t take it. Too much pressure. My mind shook and heaved under the weight. It would break. I knew it would.

Chills. An ominous presence. Cold pressure ghosting over your skin. A touchless tickle. An unknown dread seeps into your bones. Your stomach churns and your heartbeat picks up speed. The act of turning your head was ultimately a life or death decision. You're immobile, limbs motionless, while you experience a moment of confusion, misunderstanding, and something sinister. Until you decide against your instincts and look back...to see...nothing.

Welcome to my brain boys and girls and others.

What is good to you? What's bad? What's right? What's wrong? What doesn't matter?

This is all about the things that my special friend told me from the first time we communicate on Messenger. These are just part of our convos. I just want to share how powerful his words are and how romantic he can be.

"Growing up, I saw relationships as a waste of time. I was okay with just the way I was and I didn't need a girlfriend to complete me"...said Josh and moreover, girls are drama queens"...he added.

A simple story of my reality one chapter at a time.