Unpublished Stories

"The mind is a terrible thing to lose, wouldn't you agree Eustass-ya?"

This is the story of how I came to love a man and his son.

Every story that I have yet to publish or am in the process of writing, summarized and put on display. Though this book is meant to display my WIP's, DO NOT steal and or attempt to recreate or claim any of the plots, story lines, characters, or artwork. These stories including the characters, story lines, and plots belong to me and any form of plagiarism will be severely punished.

A Trafalgar Law doppelgänger fic

When writing stories, I often think of parts to other stories or get inspired when out and about or seeing things from my life. Most of the time, I want to publish these chapters but don't feel as though they have the right arc for it to be published just yet. So here is a book that has all the little ideas that pop in my head and, in some ways, bonuses to other stories that have published. Oh and you might get the added rants here and there. Enjoy my sweethearts x

This is an excerpt of a novel I'll probably never finish. Although I'm in my mid twenties, I feel old. I'm attempting to heal old wounds, find myself, and break the trauma that comes with being a third generation eldest daughter of the lower middle class.

We live in An.....Odd world. Flying Flippers!!

What stories I unpublished and what I'm planning to do here soon

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The phone rang and immediately my stomach dropped to the floor. I knew something was wrong. You know that feeling when you're on a rollercoaster as you feel weightless and your guts churn as you revel in the pause that comes before the sharp plunge? That's what it felt like as I listened to the tune play on. There was something in the ring tone that sounded ominous to my ears only. Mia looked at the random number light up on my phone and gave me a puzzled look as I finally started reaching for it. It felt as if there was a string attached to my phone, pulling it back to the floor as I fought hard to bring it to my ear. (Beginning text of the story, read to find out more.)

❝tacenda (.n) things better left unsaid.❞ some collection of one shot and unpublished stories

poetry is just a lapse in time, where we divulge our greatest desires and pleasures. i guess that's the point really, to just post things, showing our inner selves, as societal pressures breaks us down. let's make a difference, so here goes nothing; i hope you all enjoy these excerpts from a book i'll never write

"If you received this letter, you impacted my life immensely. Thank you. With much love, Rosie" I intended to write some letters to people before I graduated high school, but the pandemic got in the way of me getting anything done (or maybe it was just my random depressive episodes that kept me from doing anything at all senior year). I didn't get to write the majority, but I thought I'd publish this for the mere possibility that a select few would read it. It's not a fully dedicated and personal letter, but it's as true to my feelings as it gets. And especially to my high school friends: I had the time of my life fighting dragons with you. Love, Rosie PS: I'll see you all again soon. Thanks for sticking around even after high school.

This isn't a book. It contains my ideas for writing or publishing different books.

Just books and chapters that I gave up on and I don't want to waste my effort of writing it so here ya go-

Phantom of the opera fanfic