Writingcommunity Stories

Some stories don't begin with grand moments. They begin quietly - with a message, a song, a passing conversation that lingers longer than it should. What starts as something small slowly grows into shared laughter, familiar silences, and a connection that feels strangely inevitable. Told through her memories,When He Calls Me Airah is the story of a love that arrived gently and changed everything without asking permission. But not every love story is meant to stay. Some are meant to live in moments, in music, and in the parts of our hearts that time cannot rewrite. Because once, in a life that feels both distant and close, she was Airah.

Élise Nocturne is known as the worst vampire-unable to control her powers and feared by her own kind. In a world that worships blood and brutality, her weakness becomes a test of mercy, survival, and what it truly means to be powerful.

This is a heartfelt collection of my work over the years, showcasing a blend of short stories, spontaneous pieces, and poems. From moments of inspiration to raw, unpolished drafts, this collection captures the journey of my writing-both the triumphs and the stumbles. It's a catalogue of growth, experimentation, and passion, offering a glimpse into my evolution as a writer. Whether you find beauty in the imperfections or resonate with the raw honesty, I hope this collection speaks to you in its own unique way. ©2025

Short stories inspired by the mantra from each episode of my "Melody's Ambient Meditation" series 2 podcast. Each episode contains 25 minutes of beautifully ambient sounds, soothing music and a guided meditation and mantra, read to you in my quiet and calming voice. All crafted to help you relax and slow down. I release a new episode every few days. I hope you enjoy either listening or reading these inspired stories in this book. 🎧 To find all my Podcasts, such as 'Melody's Ambience Sleep', just search for 'Melody's Ambience' in your favourite app. 💌 You can get in touch with me @melodysambience on Facebook and Instagram or email melodys.ambience@gmail.com Melody❤️

Collect of different short stories: Part 2

Just some short stories about the things we think but never say.

A collection of poems written over the last year by me documenting, love, heartbreak, friendship, lonliness, pain, passion, and nearly every single emotion I've experienced in 2017. please do share and give me feedback, criticism is the first step to improvement!

The Last Word What if silence was a weapon? In the kingdom of Velmoor, speech is a crime - and the tongue is its price. When a foreign messenger rides through its gates, knowing nothing of its laws - the most dangerous journey in the history of a kingdom that hasn't heard its own voice in twenty years begins. Some revolutions don't need a cry. A single word is enough.

Two wealthiest families who have it all; money, fame and power find themselves trap in the middle of a scandalous situation involving the disappearance of Lucas Rowen and Monique Jason. Everything was full smiles and appearances the night of the Annual Funding Gala between both families. The Rowen family has always been on the lead but jealousy never leaves when it comes to the Jason family who want even more. While others assume it was a simple disappearance, perhaps hidden love, or just a casual situation but, in the eyes of one detective this was the start of a nightmare.

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finding myself © summer 2021 collection

Ever wanted to read a horror story or book but it's just too many pages? Will this story show all the short horror stories that you probably miss when they pass by? So go ahead and get you a long ass blanket, some snacks (Peanut butter cups peanuts, a bag of popcorn, and a bag of Ruffles cheddar and sour cream), and drinks (Fanta bottles, Coke (stop thinking of white Coke), Pepsi, and a beer to make you get in that mood!

Dedicated to Brian Hugh Warner - the man who made me hold a paintbrush and a microphone instead of a gun... Editors: Alexey Rukosukhov / Alexey Pakhomov Translator: Liudmyla Riezanova 2012 Ukraine, Odessa

This book is the culmination of the poems that I have written. If you liked the poems, then please show your love by liking the poems and giving them a vote (clicking on the star) and don't forget to comment and share it with more of your poem lover Friends! , as it not only helps me reach more people who love poetry but also motivates me to keep writing Happy reading ❤️

free time scribbles :) In which I write story based on a prompt. feel free to send me a prompt

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¶Words have no meaning, unless you make them, turning them into a spontaneous overflow of rhythm¶ ¶A string of broken pieces interwoven into into poetry. Broken symphonies, turned into poetry¶

but there is no place I'd rather be, than this city born of tragedy