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[RANT BOOK 1] This is not a STORY Book or Collection of POEMS. This is a RANT BOOK. Tired of the billionaire CEO who "smirks" every three seconds? So am I. If you've ever rolled your eyes at a "clumsy" protagonist or a "bad boy" with a heart of gold, you're in the right place. Rants: Dissecting the tropes we love to hate and that need to retire. Interact: Questions to get your blood boiling. Polls: For those who prefer to click rather than type. The Pit: A comment section where the real comedy happens Grab your tea and let's complain together.

hello!! no this isn't roleplay. imma just explain everything in the first chapter :) this is not roleplay, fake, a story, or anything along the lines of that. this is a story to document my experiences living as a magical girl. this may talk about sensitive topics; if you feel you may get triggered, you should probably read something else.

I thought I had to fix myself first. But healing is a journey without end. This journal is for anyone who's ever felt lost, broken, or tired of pretending to be okay-yet keeps searching for meaning in their pain and finding ways to heal and grow. It's for those who find comfort in reading someone else's heart and realize, "Hey, that's me too." In I Was Here: A Bipolar Diary, Yana opens the pages of her life with raw honesty - one entry at a time. In this non-fiction journal, blending the intimacy of a diary and the openness of a blog, Yana shares deep thoughts, realizations, and reflections about growth, faith, and the quiet lessons found in ordinary days. While Yana lives with bipolar disorder, this is not just about the illness - it's about life itself: the love, the heartbreaks, the stillness, the learning, and the moments of depression that teach her how to rise again. Each diary entry reads like a late-night conversation between two souls trying to make sense of the world. It's a memoir that gently reminds you that your story - no matter how flawed or unfinished-is still worthy of being told.

Welcome to Morgan's World, AKA The chaotic mind of an autistic aroace fangirl! In this book I intend to write down my reactions and reviews to new things from the fandoms I love and for some new stories as well!

(NON-FICTION) My journey to grow wings as an avian mythical!

Hey there, its been a while since the last time that i published a story here. Moments That Made Me is my comeback and it will be a blog, so the words written inside it will be a life experience and such, in short-it is like my diary.

[RANT BOOK 2] This is not a Romance Novel on Indian Marriage. This is a survival guide. Tired of the 4:00 AM muhurat that only the priest and the pigeons are awake for? So am I. If you've ever wondered why we need 15 different ceremonies for two people to say "I do," or why your distant Great-Aunt is offended because she didn't get the "expensive" box of sweets, you've found your tribe. The Relatives: Dissecting the aunties who treat your single status like a national emergency. The Traditions: Questioning the rituals that make no sense in 2026 but we do them anyway "because tradition." The Chaos: From the 2,000-person guest lists to the groom arriving on a horse that looks more tired than he is. The Mandap: A comment section (The Gossip Corner) where we spill the real chai on wedding disasters. Grab your heavy lehenga, prepare your fake smile for the photos, and let's start venting.

They told her she was a Relic. A weapon. That the most dangerous Elemental alive has been hunting her since before she was born. But Mahalia? She just wants to graduate high school without incident. Again. She's always lived between two worlds-the ordinary and the unreal. Defined by titles and she never asked for. Haunted by visions no one can give answers to. On the surface, she's just another face at La'Fant High. Underneath? She's the missing link between two ancient families - one thought erased, the other unaware she exists. When a school contest pushes her into the spotlight, and an anonymous blogger starts exposing things no one should know, Mahalia is forced to face the impossible: Adapt. Or disappear. COMING OF AGES is a genre-blending coming-of-age drama about identity, legacy, and what happens when you refuse to follow what fate has planned - or kneel before a false crown blocking her path. Volume 1 marks the beginning of a generational reckoning - and the girl no one saw coming? She aims to shock. Not please. PLEASE NOTE: Story is complete, but as this is my first book on Wattpad, I'll be uploading a few chapters a week until the final chapter. Thanks for joining me on this journey.

A young man who supposedly rich in their own way. are very coldhearted person he will never get make any connections with their family bussinesses. bcause he dont want to be involved with their business .. until one day he and her sister called their father to tell that the business with be take good care of sehun.. and the bussinesses will go to take care of his younger sister.until he met his secretary.miss.seline Magtanggol... everything must change!! Abangan..

I am going to tell you guys every day (I try to) what happend in my life, kinda like a blog or just my internet diaries

- **ATTENTION: MOST OF THE BEGINNING CHAPTERS SUCK, I ADVISE YOU SKIP THEM** - This is where I post my art! Expect for me to post lots on this story because I draw a lot OwO" - All art is owned by me, QwertWrites. My traditional art is made by hand and my digital art is usually made on ibisPaint X, but I'll note if I use a different program on a piece. - Please do not reuse, repost, steal, trace, etc. any of my art. If you want to do something with my art please ask me to give you permission to do so :] -

Oh, come on! Why didn't you just call it 'AngelTheLEGOFan's Blog' or 'AK's Blog'?!? LOL Anyways, enjoy my new work!

Hey everyone, this is my book of random things I have to say, announcements, story sneak peeks, and just a general book for me to post about my life. Enjoy!

Ayda is back in her home town after 5 years and fog of troubles is around her, like always. She connects with her old school-mates like back in good old days, the beautiful times that never existed. One of them starts to post their old high school essays for all town to read. Secret after secret is exposed, one darker then another. What is Ayda hiding and why she doesn't want to talk about her summer? Why would someone expose all secrets in a little shitty city? What do they gain and what Ayda has to do with it? *** Ayda Aydnik has simple task in front of her: spend 1 school year back in her home town in her new high-paying job at her old high school. Then she can leave with all the money and never ever look back. Of course, she has to stay the fuck out of the trouble and this is simpler says then done. First day of new school year, one of The Chosen 16, starts to posting old school essays for all town to read. Beside of Ayda, The Chosen 16 include pretty much anybody she ever loved or hate: her sister, her cousin, her ex-bf, frenemy and even her bully target. All of them has reasons, one better then another. All of them has secrets, one darker than others. Whose life is shittier than lives of everybody else? What do you gain from ruthlessly exposing secrets of your enemies? Most importantly of all, what are others hiding? Ayda has many secrets, but her summer is the biggest secret of them all. Can she hunt down the publisher and keep her story hidden forever or will she fail and whole town will know her secrets? Time is running down and with each of her secret exposed, her soul bleeds more and more and she is becoming more and more determined to track down the publisher. Ayda is going to have one hell of academic year in front of her.

HIS POV: I noticed her first. Before the city did. Before she realized someone was watching. I don't believe in coincidences. I believe in patterns. And she fit perfectly. She thinks our meeting was random. A moment. A stranger. She has no idea how much I already know about her. HER POV: I came to Barcelona to disappear. To forget. To feel free. Then I met him. He looked at me like he already knew me. And somehow... it felt dangerous and safe at the same time. Now I can't stop thinking about him. Or the feeling that I'm not alone anymore. Maybe I should be scared. But what if I don't want him to stop watching? *** Some encounters aren't accidental. They're planned. And when the truth comes out, the question won't be why. It will be: Do I run... or let him stay and keep his eyes on me?

Just a collection of days, thoughts, and moments from my life. Almost confessions. Almost relationships. Almost moving on. Between bad dates, late-night overthinking, work chaos, and the kind of people who leave you wondering "what was that?", this is a collection of moments that never fully became anything... but still meant everything. It's messy, but it's real. And yeah... It's all almost.

Completed✔ There were two princesses born with different powers but both with passionate hearts, Their father made a agreement with the emperor of heaven and the king of the demon kingdom. On the wedding day of the two princesses there was an exchange that brought them their true destiny. But what if their destiny are cruel to them? Can they accept their destiny? Abangan.....

«Porque lo que hago, no lo entiendo; pues no hago lo que quiero, sino lo que aborrezco, eso hago.» Aforismos, pensamientos y reflexiones sobre mis contradicciones interiores.

re·sil·ience /rəˈzilyəns/ (noun) the capacity to recover quickly from difficulties; toughness. Dive deep to get to know my experience on becoming a resilient person.

Hey everybody. I guess I'm back? { Started: June 16, 2018 } { Ended: March 1, 2019 }