Confused Stories

WATTPAD ORIGINAL EDITION When Elliot Goldman meets his sweet and charming new lab partner, Jordan Hughes, suddenly high school doesn't seem so bad. For the first time ever, Elliot can't wait to get to chemistry class... ***** Smart, good looking and charismatic, Jordan opens Elliot's eyes to the possibilities around him and gives him butterflies like nobody else does. Jordan isn't exactly the kind of person Elliot's used to having as a lab partner, but when they start acing their assignments, life is suddenly about more than boring lectures, bad cafeteria nachos, or relentless bullying. And then one night, the butterflies start to make sense - the trouble is, now nothing else does. As Elliot begins to figure out how he really feels about Jordan, he realizes that sometimes the last thing you are expecting is the one thing you need the most. [[word count: 40,000-50,000 words]]

GirlxGirl - UNDER MAJOR REVISION Quietly transferring to a new school like a little Ms. Nobody is my only dream-to be able to study quietly and live my life at peace. But one day, my desire to be a low-key nerdy student abruptly changed when I met a girl-not just a girl but an arrogant, bully, and callous one who also made my heart beat rapidly for the first time in my whole life-the very first time I saw her. It was exciting and, at the same time...terrifying. - Lorraine Dela Cruz I don't tell people who I am; I show them what I am. I'm a bad and heartless bitch-a bully, vicious, and a nightmare for every single soul that comes my way. But despite that, all of the people inside and outside the university praise my, oh, so goddamn gorgeous body and beauty. And the last time I checked, things were perfect. But unexpectedly, my life shifted when, out of nowhere, I met the badoy and stupid girl who first made my heart beat fast and, at the same time, made it so good. - Astrid Monteverde Date Publish: 03/27/21 Date Finish: 07/28/21 Plagiarism is a crime All Rights Reserved 2021 - mis_shyghurl ☠︎︎

"shh kalma.. it's me, Freem Chankimha."

ᴡʜᴇɴ ʟɪꜰᴇ ʜᴀɴᴅꜱ ʏᴏᴜ ᴘᴀɪɴ, ᴇᴍʙʀᴀᴄᴇ ɪᴛ, ʙᴇᴄᴀᴜꜱᴇ ꜱᴏᴍᴇᴛɪᴍᴇꜱ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ꜰᴇᴇʟꜱ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴀɢᴏɴʏ ɪꜱ ɴᴏᴛ ᴘᴀɪɴ ᴀᴛ ᴀʟʟ, ʙᴜᴛ ᴀ ʜɪᴅᴅᴇɴ ʙʟᴇꜱꜱɪɴɢ ɪɴ ᴅɪꜱɢᴜɪꜱᴇ. "Ahana" she screamed her breath catching in her throat "shadi kar lo usse" . . . "Ahana is alive!!" . . "tum jaise mard sei shadi Karu ? tum jaiso ko toh mei naukar na banau Ghar ka" "you will regret your existence, because betrayal is not allowed in my world" . . "i feel like I forgot something so important on my life" '𝐵𝑒𝑐𝑎𝑢𝑠𝑒 𝑖𝑡'𝑠 𝑡𝑟𝑢𝑡ℎ' . . "wanna reach her? Try, If you reach she is yours" He smirked . . "Agar mei aapko chhor du toh?" She asked "Maar dalunga" he spoke. Her breath hicthed. "Aapko mujhse alag karne wale ko" he added . . "Oh, are we scared? Let it stay tangled, until he realizes he's the one who trapped himself in his own web." . . . "If mistake can be this beautiful, toh galti bar bar ho jaye" . . "if she remembers everything she will hate me" . . "i can hate your everything but not you" . . "bhul kyu nahi gaye mujhe?" she asked staring him "aap pei mar mar kei toh saas leta hu bhul kaise jau?" . . ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴏᴍᴇɴᴛ ʜᴇ ᴍᴏᴠᴇᴅ, ꜱɪʟᴇɴᴄᴇ ꜰᴇʟʟ, ɴᴏᴛ ʙᴇᴄᴀᴜꜱᴇ ᴛʜᴇʏ ꜰᴇᴀʀᴇᴅ ʜᴇʀ, ʙᴜᴛ ʙᴇᴄᴀᴜꜱᴇ ᴛʜᴇʏ ꜰɪɴᴀʟʟʏ ʀᴇᴀʟɪᴢᴇᴅ ᴡʜᴏ ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴛᴏ ꜰᴀᴄᴇ ꜰᴏʀ ᴅᴀʀɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ᴛᴏᴜᴄʜ ʜᴇʀ.

A book of poems I've constructed over the years, and currently, with each poem getting more recent and more interesting. Read till the end to see how a young poet changes both her tone and view of the world, and how she matures her writing. *The first 9 poems are older. Skip ahead if needed.*

Skyluar Tatiana Ramirez is a sophomore at UCLA on a full-ride soccer scholarship- But soccer hasn't been her passion for years. Everyone around her sees potential. Division 1. Olympic track. A future her dad already planned out for her. A seat at the head of his company one day. But no one ever asks what Sky wants. Truth is... she doesn't know.

Belle never expected to cross paths with Calvin Morris-the boy everyone seemed to know, the one who always felt just out of reach. They came from different worlds, moving through the same places without ever really seeing each other. Then a summer storm changed that. One unexpected moment, and suddenly, they weren't strangers anymore. What happens between them isn't dramatic or perfect-it's awkward, real, and a little bit electric. It's the kind of connection that sneaks up on you, the kind that makes you start to see yourself differently, too.

Some meetings change everything. Some feelings are impossible to ignore. Vyanika and Adhyansh's paths collide by chance, and what starts as friendship soon ignites sparks they can't control. Secrets, misunderstandings, and unspoken emotions pull them in different directions - but the heart has its own plans. Can love survive when timing, distance, and doubt are against them? Join them on a journey of love, attraction, and deep attachment. Can love survive when timing, distance, and doubt are against them ??

Welcome to Delhi's St.Thomas University, where the campus boasts more imported cars than professors and the only thing hotter than the summer sun is the social hierarchy. ​Meet Samaira Kapoor, a fierce, bubbly beauty with a brain that rivals her designer handbag collection. She and her two chaotic-but-loyal childhood besties-The Three Musketeers of Mumbai-have just arrived, bright-eyed and ready to conquer Junior Year. ​Standing like three immovable, ridiculously handsome monuments on the Senior side are the notorious Singhania Brothers. At the top? Kabir Singhania. He's got the cold eyes, the inherited empire, and the reputation of being absolutely untouchable-the kind of Senior who communicates exclusively through very expensive silence. ​When Samaira and Kabir collide, it's not a meet-cute; it's a high-society standoff. Their friends, meanwhile, are falling into their own complicated, chemistry-fueled chaos. This isn't a flash-in-the-pan romance; it's a marathon of unspoken glances, accidental touches, and witty, barbed banter. ​Get ready for: ​Three couples defying their families, their futures, and the unspoken rules of the campus elite. ​More sari-gowns than a Bollywood red carpet. ​A slow burn so excruciatingly delicious, you'll want to scream into your pillow. ​Will Samaira melt the 'Billionaire Iceberg' before graduation, or is this sizzling slow-burn destined to fizzle out under the weight of their diamond-encrusted baggage? Get in to know the story of Kabir Singhania and Samaira Kapoor ❤️

Alessandra Benedetti thought she had tasted true freedom, however fleeting. But the moment Renzo Santoro is cornered, she's forced to make an impossible choice. To trade her freedom for his life. Returning to her betrothed is a death sentence in itself, a slow descent into a marriage built on control, cruelty, and the weight of her past mistakes. But the nightmare doesn't end there. With the fate of her family now hanging in the balance, Alessandra is given one final ultimatum: deliver Renzo to them or watch the future of the Benedetti's crumble. Trapped in a game she cannot win, she has no choice but to play. And the clock is ticking. Yet nothing complicates a losing hand like carrying a child for the wrong man. Like a reckoning that could set fire to everything. Like a decision that turns an already twisted web into a noose around all their necks. As alliances fracture and betrayals mount, Alessandra makes a decision that leaves everyone, even the love of her life, dangling over the edge. And when the dust settles, she may find that the war she thought she was fighting was only the beginning of the end. ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* ✦ ✦ ✦ *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* ✦ ✦ ✦ *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧ Ranked #1 in seconds Ranked #1 in love-struck Ranked #15 in confused Ranked #51 in loyalty Ranked #62 in mobster (As at November 2025)✔️

A compilation of (mostly fictional) poetry, short stories / oneshots, and quotes ---------- Cover by _kakiku_ Cover created using Canva

"So if love's just a game, come and play," ───────────୨ৎ─────────── Choi Yunah used to believe in true love. She was the girl who saw romance everywhere, who gave her heart without a second thought, and just wanted to be loved in return. But the world isn't a fairy tale, and high school proves to be a harsh reality check. Tired of being a pawn in others' games, Yunah trades her hopeful heart for an impenetrable wall. She undergoes a stunning transformation, becoming the one in control- a confident, bold flirt who keeps everyone at arm's length. Her new life is a flawless performance, a masterpiece of casual friendships and no-strings-attached encounters. She's the life of every party, the friend everyone wants, and she's finally safe from getting her feelings hurt. It's all going perfectly. Until it isn't. ───────────୨ৎ─────────── Hwang Hyunjin is your local professional player, a manipulative charmer who knows exactly how to get a girl to fall for him- and when to walk away. He's a walking red flag with a reputation for leaving a trail of broken hearts. And when a new college and a new city offer a fresh start, he expects every girl to swoon at his feet and fall for his game. And they do-- without fail. Everyone, that is, except for her. Yunah wants to be immune, to see him as just another guy, but something about him makes her want to swoon just like everyone else. She fights the urge, refusing to let her feelings break down the walls she so carefully built. ───────────୨ৎ─────────── 12/10/2025 first week (19/10/25) : 176 reads / 48 votes second week (26/10/25) : 265 reads / 69 votes third week (02/11/25) : 342 reads / 83 votes fourth week (09/11/25) : 365 reads / 87 votes fifth week (16/11/25): 388 reads / 90 votes sixth week (23/11/25): 452 reads / 93 votes

A baby? On a battlefield? Marcus is a clerk in the Imperial army. When he finds an abandoned baby on a battlefield, he has no idea what to do with her. His best friend is no help; he thinks Marcus is a sucker for taking the kid in. The slave who ends up babysitting the child is no better; she thinks Marcus has ulterior motives - bad ones. Not only that, but two mysterious female assassins appear on the scene. Whether they intend to harm the baby or protect her, Marcus isn't sure. It doesn't help that the assassins have magical cloaks that allow them to turn into birds at any time. Marcus and his friends soon find themselves caught up in things they doesn't understand: the child has some connection to an ancient prophecy, one that could have implications for fate of the Empire itself.

It was just supposed to be a cruise between girls, but it may be much more than that in the end.

Decades of poems born from confusion and insecurity. Written through the intensity of doubt, self-sabotage, addiction, and limiting beliefs I have now overcome as I enter my third decade. I turned fifteen amid major shifts: moving unexpectedly from Southeast Asia to the West, and death of my father shortly after. This loss, this shock, this confusion shaped my identity for many years. Although melancholic, these pieces trace the edges of self-awareness and healing. This is a tribute to my younger self, who discovered herself through these words and released the weight of loss and trauma.

It is an absolute human certainty that no one can know his own beauty or perceive a sense of his own worth until it has been reflected back to him in the mirror of another loving, caring human being. Now imagine that one person, but dead.

"𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐥𝐚𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭. 𝐇𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐥. 𝐓𝐨𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫- 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐚 𝐬𝐢𝐧 𝐰𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐧."

Please I wrote this forever ago read at ur own risk 😭

"Why must I decide about tomorrow, today? How should I know what tomorrow will bring? My path and my dreams are fading" . " today, there are questions I don't know I'm trying to answer but I'm not confident Is it this way or that way? I'm afraid of my decision With an anxious heart heart heart heart I'm standing in front of the next next next choice Between paths that I've never gone on before How can I find my way? I'm afraid, day by day" Will they ever find their way to happiness? Started: December 17, 2018 Finished: February 16, 2019 (Sorry for typo errors.)

My health teacher thought it would be nice to see now the nerves in our body sense how ticklish you are. We go to a place, I'm not even sure what it's called, that is supposed to teach us. But it does something different.