Bitter Stories

"Hehe! I'm A Monster! Roar! HAHAHA!" Y/n Stomach Was Born And Raised In A Dark Dark World.. But Yet He Had Hope.. Hope That He May Get Out Of There And Visit The World He Has Always Been Dreaming Of. I do not own kamen rider i only own the characters that i will be making for this story

★──────────── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ────────────★ Check 'WARNINGS' before reading this story. STORY OF MY ORIGINAL CHARACTERS ♬⋆.˚ 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟𓆝 𓆟 [ The story is not complete and i don't really know when it will be. Please be patient, thanks alot. ] 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟𓆝 𓆟 ── .✦ PLOT: "Arcana is a thirteen-year-old who has just gone through a bad time and is slowly trying to heal. Until one day when she and her classmates go to school, a strange smoke appears making everyone faint. When Arcana wakes up she finds out that she and her classmates are trapped in a mansion and the only way out is killing." (THE STORY IS BASED ON REAL PEOPLE I KNOW.) 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟𓆝 𓆟 INFO: ★. Fanganronpa ★. The first chapter release: 07/10/2025 (7th of october) ★. All the chapters and trial release (except chapter 1) are mostly unknown, because writing takes a lot of time. ★. Sorry for bad english, italian it's my first languange. ★. Most of the photos are from pinterest ★. The drawings of the characters are drawn by me.

Once Upon a Time there were four boys who had adventures. They were not the only ones who had adventures or for that matter along the road on their adventures they encountered more people. More people who became strung on the same string.

Mourning the loss of your mother, you bring fresh flowers daily in the early hours of the morning to her gravestone. It was a daily tradition before her death as she'd come very morning to your home with a fresh boutique from her garden to trade them for a fresh cup of coffee. Now you bring them to her instead and drink your coffee alone; Its bitterness is stronger now too. But are you truly alone here in this cemetery?

A collection of hugot lines that would hit your heart from every poem.

What began as a spooky little game on the message board has now risen from the shadows into its own dedicated book! #NightBite brings you a weekly dose of vampire-inspired fun where mystery, creativity, and community meet under the moonlight. From fang-tastic trivia to eerie guessing games, dark character creation challenges, and everything in between, each week is a new opportunity to unleash your inner vampire (or vampire hunter).

possibly because I long for love and I haven't found it yet, or maybe out of boredom. depends. #3 Candy Crush "Bitterness is the absence of sugar . . . and apparently, romance."

Clover Duology #1. For Clover Delight Peewee, moving from the Philippines to Seoul was supposed to be a fresh start―a chance to chase her dreams in the performing arts at Seoul Suntrust International School, and a shot at proving to herself and the world that she didn't need anyone to complete her. Growing up in a broken family with a hardened heart, she had watched her loved ones fall apart and vowed never to believe in love or happy endings. But everything changes when she meets Tris Vier Fuentes, a boy who sees through her walls and proves that even the most guarded hearts can still beat for someone else. Just as Clover starts to believe in love, betrayal shatters her fragile trust. Can Clover rebuild her heart and find the sweetness within the bitterness, or will her pain define her forever? Bitter Sweet Clover is a story that reminds us all that sometimes, endings are just disguised beginnings. Disclaimer: This story is in English Status: Completed (New Edition)

This is a 3rd book poem of 21st Century poems. Come on lezz read!

Just like the music ♥

They'll tell you this is a story about some people They're wrong. This is a story about timing. About almosts. About choosing what was right instead of what was easy. About the people we loved quietly... ...and the ones who never knew. Years ago, I met someone I wasn't allowed to love. Years later, when nothing stood between us anymore... Life found another way to keep us apart. This is not the story everyone thinks it is. It's the one nobody knew existed.

Hugot Lines---♡♡♡ ❤💛💚💙💜 💔💔💔💔💔💔

These are short stories that are full of emotion and are funny. I hope you enjoy a sneak peak to my crumbling life ;) Welcome home! Please comment a red heart if you can relate! xoxo

London, 1900. Alai Beaumont lives in a world that insists she marry well, speak softly, and never dream too loudly. But Alai dreams anyway of true love, of freedom, and of a book that has captured her heart. A tale of a misunderstood prince trapped in an arranged marriage, burdened by duty and aching for something real. What she doesn't know is that her father's old fountain pen is no ordinary pen. Each word she writes into her journal travels across centuries,into the hands of Prince Callum, a brooding royal in a distant kingdom and a different time, who has no idea the book is about him. When Callum finds Alai's words scribbled into his private journal, he writes back. What begins as disbelief turns into obsession. Letters cross through the veil of time, tethering two hearts that have never met,until magic gives them the chance. But love always demands sacrifice. And some ink comes at a cost.

The strangely emotionless Chief of Crime Specialist Division encounters with gruesome murders of pregnant women in one night. No clue lead Quinn Monroe any closer to the lunatic killer. Until the killer himself, fascinated by Quinns exquisite beauty, contacts urging her to catch him.

Is a cup of love enough to satisfy someone? How about two cups? Three? Or four? . . . . What if the cup is broken and the person keeps pouring over a broken cup? . . . . What if the person's cup is small but the other side keeps pouring that it overflows? . . . . What if the other side no longer wants the cup? Or saying that the love tastes different than before? . . . . What if someone abuses it and keeps taking a cup of love from someone only to give it to someone else? . . . . What kind of flavour is your cup of love? Sweet? Bitter? Spicy? Sour?

"Et ne nos meliores sumus" He whispered into my ear then he looked at me and smiled and I felt all the hatred and adoration I had for him creating small implosions in my heart and I felt like I wasn't breathing.

Five years ago, she insisted on marying him. Five years later he forced her to marry him in his own cunning way...

Hello do you guys know that our heart is not the one who decides who we are going to love. Heart just symbolizes love since ancient people think that the heart is the center of all emotions because it is in the middle of our chest. Since love is a very strong emotion, the heart became the symbol of love. It is scientifically proven that our hypothalamus is the one who picks who we are going to like and hate. This is the story of a boring boy named Jade experiencing love with his tricky hypothalamus. h2ad3yJ4JET

The taste of romantic love.