Redink Stories

Inka Magnaye has always been a feisty woman. Life has never been easy for this beauty, but it has always been quiet. That was until Read Choi walked into her establishment. Suddenly, she was surrounded by good looking but extremely dangerous men. An suspecting pawn in a chess match nobody can win, can Inka find love and peace in the midst of a mafia war she was caught in? Disclaimer: Story inspired by the #Mafiamily Mafia War Series from Tiktok. Some details, dialogue, and plot points lifted directly from the their accounts. Credit: @inkamagnaye, @fash, @readchoi, @wayan26, @andrewhmlee, and @joshua_diong

Fresh from her astounding success as La Carlotta's understudy, Christine Daaé finds herself in possession of a love letter by a mysterious author. With only the clue that she will meet the writer that night, Christine must discover who has proclaimed their love for her at the celebration gala marking the hiring of the new managers and the success of the opera. However, not everything goes as planned when Christine finds herself sucked into the dark catacombs beneath the opera house, led by a masked man who calls himself her Angel of Music and leaves her more confused about the origin of the letter than before. Will Christine find the anonymous author, or will they remain unknown forever?

As I read stories here on Wattpad I notice certain issues that keep coming up, as well as I remember a number of things I was taught in writing classes I would like to share and correct- and I would like to say what I think about what Hollywood is doing to butcher story telling to encourage everyone not to follow them... I'm writing this because I hope people will read it and enjoy it, finding it useful, and thus, want to read my other material. (At least I'm honest.)

a tabisan fanfic by maswimellou of aff based on three version of wedding dress and some bb eng song.. another fanfic made out of boredom..

Have you ever regretted something that all you can do is to accept your mistake and go on with your life? Well, I do. He was everything I needed yet I let him go. Now, I didn't just lose the guy I love…I lost myself. I never told him what I should have said. I never told him, I just held it in. If Only I told him those Unspoken Words.

Quite the secret these roses hold, the answer to the mystery in this graveyard.