Reminisce Stories

"Some memories never fade. They just wait to be remembered again." • • • • • • LUV THE SERIES 1 (Life Until Vanish)

Ashianna and Kurt, two College Students and close friends, share a bond that slowly deepens into something more. Without realizing it at first, Kurt falls for Ashianna, and over time, Ashianna begins to feel the same way. However, just when Ashianna finally understands her feelings, it is already too late... leaving her with a connection that is beautiful, fragile, and filled with "what-ifs."

Dear reader, I, by the virtue of fate, the divine deity, know all future paths scattered on all useless holy papers to crush down people with information that they can't defy, yet try. Truth obliterates us all, something we don't want to accept but are bound to see, that such truth has become our own tragedy of fate. Existence, written to only be flawed by puppeteering, yet I wrote characters hoping for them to rewrite endings that I already foretold and saw. Hoping that one day they will save or defeat my ending of truth, so that I no longer will need to walk through the ruins of places I once cherished deeply, knowing that I can't stop traveling down memory lane. These characters were my sense of pride and joy; now they've emerged into my literary world. Although they won't see it as a curse, I do. I don't think they'll fully understand my perspective; however, they are in the theatre of lies and truths scattered around. I'm not the eye of the beholder or beauty, but most definitely the cruelest of all. I'm a curse that knows all types of endings, has seen it all from different viewpoints, and still has a feeling I don't want to make it to the end. I really wonder if I'm truly in control of myself, or am I the puppet being decided for by someone else? I truly apologize for the fates I've read for a few people who met their end in slow wave tides of dread. Caring about how one should end up, but that's not my place, is it? I merely see past what others seem to miss. I can't control how one should live, but why does it feel like humans place their trust in me to actually do that? I'm not inside their perspective; I'm outside, living, trying to uphold my own emotional dam that's about to explode. My feelings aren't considered, nor my boundaries, though I'm still needed selfishly. I can't live, so I put fictional, layered prints of words that I wish to be my rebirth, my start to my own deity duties and life.

A series of diary entries that you may or may not relate to.

*Some words drown louder than water* Ten years ago, she told her sister to jump. Her sister did. Now her aunt stands in the same lake. The library is open at 3 a.m. And in her own handwriting:" Liar. Do it then." Some rivers, you can never step out of. _"Reminisce wasn't soluble. It was silt." Purnasha Paul

"Don't press the pencil too deeply, because it will leave a mark far too deeply within you." [White and black theme works perfectly for my works, for your assurance.] • 𝖸𝗈𝗋𝗎𝖸𝖺𝗆𝖺𝖽𝖺 / 𝖸𝖺𝗆𝖺𝖽𝖺𝖸𝗈𝗋𝗎

When she doesn't want to experience first love to avoid making mistakes, first love comes to her without realizing it.

Regrets. Thrill. Embark on a journey of lifetime through the eyes of the forgotten, discover life through a magical revelation...one that takes you down memory lane, so much, that it leaves a haunting impression, permanently indented. Presented to you by army veteran, Edwin Harold, is a delightful mystery, encapsulating a whole lifespan in order to discover the bizarre truth...

Oh how Time did us no mercy, . How Red Roses grew Pale, How Green Fields, Went barren. How two souls, they decayed, Layer upon Layer of Soot, And How true Love grew Stale. ______ Burnt Essences, is the story, of how we like what is toxic to us, and what happens, if we get addicted. . Every single story has that "extra plot twist" where Love turns the table around. The plot twist of Denial. The plot twist that is the result of the author's sadness and unwillingness to accept his loss. . But this story is not a lying, happy ending. This is a story of hard truths. Where when Romeo dies, love does not prevail. Where, when Juliet drinks the poison, he does not kiss her and die. He turns around. And he leaves. . . So here is our fairytale, More real than most. Where demons kill the knights, Where Evil wins. . Here when Romeo dies, Love does not survive. Here We are all, paper wings. (M.Z) [Side-Note]: Along with every chapter, enjoy the best of Music that goes with it. It's always a pleasure to enhance your reading experience. _________ New chapters every Friday. 🎆🎈 Do vote for me fellas 👋

A Ghost of the past, a bitter regret, a long life surpassing all those that exist in the universe. One is the remnant of a man cursed with a spell known as "eternity." One is the witness of a bond once strong yet torn apart by the same love tying it together. And one is a being brought into the world to carry the sins of his predecessor. For the three of them, the path they walked used to be the same but fate and choice pushed them to tread separate ways, straying further away from one another.

⌞ 𝘼𝙣𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙨𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 '𝙗𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙣𝙤𝙬 𝙄 𝙘𝙖𝙣'𝙩 𝙧𝙚𝙢𝙚𝙢𝙗𝙚𝙧 𝙄𝙩'𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙖𝙢𝙚 𝙙𝙖𝙢𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙢𝙖𝙙𝙚 𝙢𝙮 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙩 𝙨𝙪𝙧𝙧𝙚𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙧. ⌝ ❝ NCT x OCs .ᐟ ⤷ in which they started off as friends and ended it as friends. ... ᴘᴜʙʟɪꜱʜᴇᴅ: 5th December, 2024 ꜱᴛᴀʀᴛᴇᴅ: ? ᴄᴏᴍᴘʟᴇᴛᴇᴅ: ? ... 2024, ©uulvyy

Rachel Cross is a straight A student, with a good future. She's captain of the girls soccer and basketball team, she is also head cheerleader. Her EX boyfriend, Drake Lenker, is captain of the football team. Everyone thought they'd be together forever, they were the perfect stereotypical high school couple. That is until Drake cheated on her with Gloria Knight. Drake begs Rachel to forgive him and tells her he loves her and only her. Will she forgive and forget? Just forget? Just forgive? Rachel isn't sure, but one thing she is sure about, is the guy standing in front of he is hotter than hell. He is ripped and has these paralyzingly green eyes. Who is this guy? He's her Physical Education teacher, Mr. Brinkley! Will Rachel pursue Mr. Brinkley? Will he pursue her? Will she get back with Drake? If she does, will he rip her heart in half again? Read and find out what will happen.

Roger needed to be a part of Smile. Not only because drumming was his life and music was what he was born to do, what gave him energy and ways of expressing himself, but because the guitarist was quite a view. Nice long nose, with nice curly hair, nice long hands and nice long legs. Roger would be a fool if he didn't fall in love with the boy.

Beam is unemployed. He's sufferring from a combo of Post Traumatic Stress Disorder and existential crisis, then, boom! COVID happened! As his world slowly spiralled in the dark pits of depression, then came his saving grace... ...he had a visit from his nephew, Wayo. Characters by chiffon_cake.

Francis Salvatore had it all; the name, looks, money and brain except a wife. He never wanted to marry at his ripe age of 30 but the way her mother threatened him, he was forced to find a woman. He came back from California to set himself on a mission. As he readied himself to take the risk, his sail had been blown by a stunning, whirlwind woman. She was his childhood crush, the woman of his dream and anything related to love. He never knew he will found the love he had for the woman years ago. 'He is the reason why my mask fell from my face, torn apart and broken into pieces.'

"always, I'll care."

A collection of poems and short stories that conveys different emotions, different types of love, and different adventures that we encounter in our life. A collection of some relatable, motivating, heartbreaking, and heartwarming writings for everyone to read.

After helping Sonic cope with his night terror, what I know for sure is that what I'm about to experience the brotherhood of a lifetime, and spending time with them is one of the most therapeutic moments of my life. This is a sequel to Sonic's Horrific Night Terror. Within perfect timing around when the show Knuckles on Paramount was released, I ended up writing a story about how the very next day as far the mobians go and I couldn't have been happier whenever I'm around them. Just a reminder, this is a fanfic, it's just a story about how my life would be if Sonic, Tails, and Knuckles were in my life, that's all :)

Poetry

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