Amateurwriter Stories

Love and Coffee, different but also similar. This is the story of Dos and how he finds himself in a world far different from his. DISCLAIMER: This is a work of FICTION. This does not represent any of the people mentioned beyond the premise of the story.

I just write all sorts of LGBTQ+ romance senarios down in here, I hope they're entertaining. I'll put the nessicary trigger warnings at the beginging at every chapter. (NO PICTURES ARE MINE UNLESS I SAY SO.) (Queer/LGBTQ+ Narratives only, I don't write about cishet characters.)

The internet is a great ever expanding place where behind the screen you could be anyone. What if what we consider to be just code that's a living breathing beaning...Would we be able to survive their games or will we be destroyed at their hands for their amusement? Baldi's Basics belongs to Micah McGonigal All of my characters belong to me

Just a dump for my poetry. Please leave feedback

How some incident change someone believe in love and life

"I'm not okay", not the type of thing to hear/see, right? that's because we always tend to bottle our emotions for the world (and ourselves) not to deal with, until one day it just violently erupts in our faces leaving us hollow. That's exactly what happened me not too long ago. This is my short story of what was going through my mind at the time of my mental breakdown, and it's surprizing to see how the little things (even from long ago) can creep up on you. When I'm sad, i normally watch sad movies and listen to the cheesiest of sad songs (and that always makes me feel somewhat okay) i hope that someone out there (even if it's one person) whose having a bad day feels better after reading this, knowing that they're not alone and it's okay not to be okay. DISCLAIMER!!! This story is no way aimed to say that people who are not skinny cannot be seen as beautiful. Everyone is beautiful, no matter their size. Due to my psychological issues, i could never see me as "good looking" when i was overweight. This was my personal view on myself, not directed to anyone else. I truly believe that beauty is from within, I'm just sad that i could never be able to see that for myself.

How does one man, Chuck survive in a world of the undead?

Sometimes being young is hard. There are struggles, worries and hardships you have to get through all the time. It can be difficult; it might even break you. And although it isn't the easiest time in the world, there are also times when you just let go and have fun. You forget about all the risks, and dangers and just live in the moment. That's what this story is about. It's about the hardships and struggles, when you feel like the world is trying everything to make sure you break. It's about the adventure and freedom of the journey you take. It tells the story of a group of youths who are trying their best to live the life they want, as well as the experiences and endeavors they face along the way.

A short and brief piece of poetry written on a whim about a recent relationship and a 2am perspective of a 16 year old's life starting to move faster than desired.

TW⚠️ kidnapping, sexual assault and violent description of murder Ally, Gia, Lexi and Azilda have all been best friends since the 3rd grade. One day, when they decide to go on a party vacation together, something goes horribly wrong and Ally is found dead in an alley. Now the rest of the girls are slowly going missing and Lexi is stuck in a foreign country fearing for her life

He dies. And every time he does, he remembers. The death of Edmund Taylor was sudden, but that's not important. The only thing that matters is that which comes after death for him; the countless 'worlds' he is reborn into, the innumerous bodies he inhabits and the multitudes of stories to be told of him. This is a collection of those stories.

Reader X Eric Draven! AU with no Shelly!

I read once some where that if you're feeling something you can't express out loud write it down and maybe you might feel better. So here I am Randomly writing down all the words scenarios and emotions that swamp me during the day it might not make sense but I don't make sense most of the time. They'll also be quotes and songs short stories it's super random... so ja here it goes please do comment if need be I would like to know if you relate feel the same been here... It's nice knowing that I'm not alone.

Grace Goodwin, an aspiring policewoman, had never really grasped this concept called love. Being born to a happily married couple, she thought that her journey of finding love will be exactly as her parents': meeting each other, liking each other's company, eventually get married and have babies (actually in their case, have A baby). Her mind setting continued being that way when she found Cedric, the most wonderful person she has ever met. Join Grace, in her journey of growing up and learning this weird yet the most beautiful thing called 'love'.

I recently had a falling out with my high school best friend of 15+ years.

the ramblings of a girl with a never ending thought train.

This book is a compilation of self-made poetry about love, friendship, and life in general.

A short story about a kidnapped lover Status: Completed ✓