Words Stories

The Sky I Wrote On is a collection of poems about love, loss, healing, and everything in between - moments that feel like sunsets, storms, and quiet stars. These poems or poetry are the thoughts I whispered to the sky when no one was listening . Beneath clouds and starlight, these pages carry fleeting moments - love that glows like sunsets, heartbreak that echoes in thunderstorms, and dreams painted across midnight skies. This isn't just a poetry book; it's a place for anyone who has ever looked up, searching for answers, and felt a little less alone.

This is not a story, but a book for those who experience or carry a heavy burden and pains like me. There is so much to say, yet the voice always gets stuck in the throat. Afraid that if we speak up, our emotions will be dismissed, brushed off, or not taken seriously, we choose silence instead. But feelings are heavy, and they need a place to go. So, we turn to paper. With a pen as our only confidant, we pour everything we cannot say out loud-our fears, our doubts, our love, and our pain-onto the pages. It is our safe space, where our words are never interrupted and our hearts are never invalidated.

Front cover art is and isn't mine Basically the images and background on it arent mine but I did make the actual thing if that makes any sense -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- A fanfic based on both the Roblox admins Builderman & Telamon while also possibly including some Forsaken aspects! -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Builderman wasn't exactly the type to let himself relax, especially not around people in HQ. Though, there was always one guy who he'd truly let himself open up to. Telamon was his name, the person in question being both a Roblox Admin and a Roblox Avian Deity. Why Builderman felt most comfortable around him was unknown, he just did. Will the yaoi boat sail? Or will it sink before it reaches its destination...?

My 4th poetry book. A book of poetry and prose. Although I have written more than 600+ poems which are all saved on my notes app, this book only contains newer poems and pieces of prose that pertain to the seasons of spring and summer. These poems aren't about my life but rather the beauty of life.

Two words. Five chapters. One last chance. Chris left. Sophie stayed. This is what happened between goodbye and maybe.

Power has a pulse - and his beats for her. When the world calls him ruthless, Rudra Singhaniya just smiles. They don't know the half of it. Behind his empire lies a secret no soul was meant to learn - a woman he calls his. Anaya. Soft-spoken. Untouchable. His storm disguised as calm. But obsession has a scent - and danger always follows it. The moment her name bleeds through the boardroom, Rudra's mask fractures. Deals worth billions collapse under the weight of one truth: his wife has been touched, threatened, taken. Now the city that once worshipped him will kneel in fear. Because when Rudra loves, he doesn't love gently - he destroys. She was his secret. Now she's his war. And as Delhi trembles beneath his wrath, one question burns through the chaos: Is it love when it feels like possession? Or has Anaya already become what he swore he'd never lose - his obsession, his sin, his salvation. "The devil will no longer hide. She is his, before the world and before fate itself." Rudra Singhaniya has lived in the shadows-powerful, feared, untouchable. But when he steps forward to publicly announce his marriage to Anaya Malhotra, the world changes. What should have been a celebration of love becomes the spark of war. For Kunal Rajwat, rejection is unbearable. His soft smiles and gentle words were only a mask. Behind them lurks obsession, rage, and blood. On the night of Rudra's announcement, Kunal strikes-kidnapping Anaya, dragging her into his twisted cage of possession. But Kunal is not the only man with secrets. Ravi steps out of the shadows, revealing his truth at last-he is Ravi Malhotra, Anaya's long-lost brother. With Rudra and Aarav by his side, he joins the fight to reclaim her. Blood will spill. Families will collide. And when the smoke clears, only one devil will stand. Mine Yes! : The Devil's Vow is the dark, action-packed conclusion of Anaya's journey-where obsession burns to ashes, family is reborn, and love claims its rightful throne.

Just some thoughts, feelings and things I'll never actually tell anyone. -Or some sentences that I don't even relate to but I wrote for funsies :) (English isn't my first language so beware! xd)

This collection of poems is unique in a few ways. There is no cheesy rhyming, and no easy truth. The poems found in this collection are all one hundred percent true stories. My goal with these poems is to reach an audience that might need a little extra help in seeing that they are not alone in this big world. Each poem has a specific topic assigned to it, one small Easter egg in these is that with most of them, you don't get flat out told the topic until the end, turning reading into a kind of guessing game for you. This collection covers a vast array of topics, there may be some topics that can be triggering to some viewers, make sure to pay attention to the top of each page to see if there are any trigger warnings that affect you. Please give constructive criticism, I am always willing to do what I can to improve my writing skills. I have no prediction on how long this collection of stories will become, because they are always growing as I gain more experiences as a person. Take with that what you will, and happy reading -Oliver

She wasn't dead, but she wasn't mine. She was there, but she was far. What happens when you become a product without a reactant?

Becky that's even her real name finds out that she's the princess of Lexicon and finds out about her real parents Miss power is back stronger then before This story will contain Tobecky ( Their older in this story ) This is NOT canon to the original show Lots of spelling and grammar mistakes

This is a psychological fantasy novel where you will enter the space between worlds. But the biggest problem of all is the dark struggle inside the main character's (Brien) heart. Through this story, I hope to let you experience the true pain and horror that Brien is going through. I really hope you like it~~

It's where my safe abode lies without any limits.

"Thoughts that bloom..." is a collection of lines that grew too sharp and too quiet to be able to live between the pages of my poetry book. These aren't gentle and pretty words- they're the dark thoughts that rings inside our mind, haunting us. They echo in the dark corners. they are questions that never found answers, a truth that shouldn't stay buried. These are the thoughts that blooms even in the dark. So let me be the voice for the words you're too afraid or tired to say. Until you find your own, A heart that knows 🌙

The front cover is something random I found on Youtube -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Literally just all my Gacha Life 2 Characters I've made for different fandoms :D

❝ I can see the HORIZON, And I know it's not the end... ❞ My Dear Readers These are Beautiful beads of my life, Chirping Experiences and Expressions into writings, but these will turn into Poetry only after You Read. I Gift these Virtual Multi Treasures to You. Please Read, Enjoy and Glow with the flow...... Penned by Piku GYUN 💝 Note 👉 Images Credit: Canva 🎗️HIGHEST RANKINGS: 🎖️#1 wordsmith (6th December 2025+, 1st January 2026, 13th April 2026) 🎖️#1 poetess (9th June 2023+ 15th December 2025+, 1st January 2026) 🎖️#1 wordart (15th December 2025+ 1st January 2026+, 25th April 2026) 🎖️#1 poetrybook (28th December 2025) 🎖️#1 wattpadwritings (9th July 2023+) 🎖️#1 poetrylovers (3rd June 2023 +) 🎖️#1 poetrycommunity (4th July 2023+)

Rainy days and quiet evening A moment of silence and a taste of sincerity When the days are sinking and you looking for a safe place to hide TW! P.s nothing personal and cover by the amazing @Lucasxx44

I longed for something that I could not have. | lower case intended. © melcholune. | do not plagarise. | 2021. #2 in poetry ╱ 07102021 #9 in writings ╱ 16012022 #2 in melancholia ╱ 17062022 #5 in spilledink ╱ 19102023 #1 in melancholia ╱ 30112022

Random thoughts of a common girl on lonely and depressed nights.

for my beloved

welcome to my tiny chaos.. where thoughts appear without permission, feelings become paragraphs, and overthinking deserves free rent.