Deep Stories

Some girls fall in love. Some girls fall into the sea. This one did both. A Joseph Zada/ Jonathan Sinclair fan fiction about dark tides, slow burn romance and a girl who's changing into something irreversible by nature. Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. Any similarities to real people, events, or locations are purely coincidental unless otherwise stated. I do not own any real-life brands, songs, or references mentioned - they belong to their rightful owners. a note from the author: this story is mine - please don't repost or steal it. any real names or references belong to their creators. © 2025 [Lobster Lana].

A collection of poems in which I describe my feelings. Sometimes I don't even understand what I'm feeling. It delves into themes such as love, loneliness, feeling misunderstood, pressure, pain, rejection, and the like. I hope everyone finds something here that speaks to them. Enjoy it

He placed the gun into her trembling palm. "I want you to kill your father with your own hands" He declared with calm voice. His eyes remained fixed on hers. "Wh...what?" She spoke with trembling voice. "The task is simple.I don't want money." Zahra stared at him. "I don't want gold from your father either." Her fingers tightened around the weapon. "I want him." "What?" "Can you do that for me?" Her hands began to shake. "Can you kill him with your own hands?" Zahra stared at him in horror. And suddenly, everything became clear. He wasn't an ordinary kidnapper. He hadn't taken her for money. He hadn't taken her for ransom. He wanted her father. ____________________________________ Zahra x Zaydaan Zahra is a soft, innocent girl who has lived her life in guilt and grief. Now wanted to end that grief by taking her own life. Zaydaan is a well known destroyer, seeking revenge from Zahra's father; he kidnapped her the day she stood up on the terrace wall to die. What fate will bring them? Who will win? Revenge or love?

You can read the full text of this work for free. Hello. I am also writing under the pen name Yoshindo Sky or Ryo Tokunaga. Living in Tokyo. Born in 1968. I write contemporary fables. All Japanese works are pure human creations by the author himself, without using AI. Furthermore, AI is used for translation into foreign languages such as English. In addition, AI-generated images are used for cover illustrations. However, since a literal translation does not convey parts well to foreigners, the author himself incorporates expressions that foreigners can understand during the translation process. ©️Ryo Tokunaga

[ [FEATURING PSYCHOLOGICAL AND SLICE OF LIFE THEMES ] ] "-Dreams are made of thoughts that your mind thought they were stupid darling-" Willow is an 17 year old Highschooler who struggles with his social and family life, since birth they suffered from a condition that made her struggle to move around. Sympathy was rare for them and sincerity was worse, as her life loosed meaning, her dreams gained it. Never losing her drive to keep improving she dreamed about roaming into a fantasy world, were she could change and fight what chains her down, her environment changing with her mind, and learning lessons that helped her in her personal life. If you are interested in stories that talk over important topics wrapped in adventure, slice of slice, and has drawings. You could invest in this story

Sometimes, fate brings two people together when neither of them is looking for love. Alex had learned to live behind walls built from old wounds. Bella had spent her life learning how to stand alone. Then, through a chance encounter, their paths crossed. What began as an unexpected meeting slowly became friendship, trust, and something neither of them was prepared for. When Fate Found Us is a story about healing, friendship, unexpected love, and two people discovering that sometimes the person who changes your life arrives when you least expect them.

Step into "In The Pavement", a clouded emotional rollercoaster of feeling so stuck you just talk yourself through it all. This story is a gigantic bottle of feelings finally pouring out into the hearts and minds of those who come across me. A shared experience for you and I to dissect and decipher emotions that feels a little too close to home. A feeling of familiarity, or quite the opposite. A 'diary on display' if you will. Hoping someone out there understands you. Welcome to my world and get stuck with me.

Thoughts that seek no logic, poems that fly without taking any direction. A collection that does not seek to engage in discourse, though the Outer and the Inner both demand it. No images, only words shaping a diary that seeks neither a purpose, nor an end.

They say eyes don't lie. But is that true? Sometimes those eyes are windows to a burdened, tortured soul and could you blame them for that? The soul is a complex matter. Everyone says they understand a lot, but they don't understand a thing. They all see souls in their own way, but nobody really knows the matter of the soul or nobody could touch it. But some people touch souls, their finger tips gently caress the membrane. What do they feel?

Some wounds never show on the skin. Grace carries hers quietly. The past has left pieces of her life scattered behind her memories she cannot escape, losses she cannot undo, and nights when simply getting through the next morning feels like too much to ask. She has learned to keep her distance, to swallow the words that tremble at the back of her throat, and to let the world mistake her silence for strength. Then she meets someone who refuses to look away. Iris is nothing like her, where she retreats, he reaches closer; where she leaves questions unanswered, he waits. Their conversations begin with hesitation, linger longer than they should, and leave behind a tension neither of them knows what to do with. Somewhere between the silences, the arguments, and the moments neither of them has the courage to name, Grace begins to wonder if a heart bruised by life can still make room for something gentle. Because what grows between them isn't simply love. It is the quiet warmth of being seen. The slow mending of something once thought beyond repair. A connection that teaches a suffering heart how to breathe again.

The world is a complicated place. Not only humans but several livings have been living in this multiverse for years, building love, trust and most importantly collarboration to keep the peace. But this peace didn't last long. The ruler of the world has fallen and so has the wall of solidarity. The story follows the protagonist, a girl named Flora Gray, who firstly seems to be a normal girl in a normal life. After moving into a new city after her grandma's death, she digs into her grandma's story that goes back to the rulers of the world. Are humans the only existence? No! Let's follow Flora on her journey to becoming something that once held the world together! In her journey, she meets several new friends like elves, vampires and even werwolves! Is she just a normal girl now or is there more behind her ancestors?? Let's find it out and welcome to a love beyond the mortal realms, a story about a seemingly normal human girl and her destined lover... Follow her into a journey where she falls inlove with someone outside the human world! That's right! Maybe..that someone will help her fix the world. This story is originally made up by me and all the characters also are mine!

It's not all about actions, but rather the meaning and emotions of the words someone says. This is a story of a little girl- me.

A twenty-four year old taking care of his brothers after the death of his parents but it's not the only thing.

This teenage girl moves to Preakers Bay since her mom moved them because something happened back at her old school and city. She is trying to move on from her past but everything is on cue. Always there always reminding her of who and what she is and has become making her life and finding her purpose way harder. When she goes to her new school new things and people happen. She has to decide whether she will try to move on or keep hesitating. But if course thing never go her way. She gets involved with so much more and some of her past happens again... (Draft 1 by the way and not editing yet AT ALL) 😭

Heaven and Hell have signed an official peace accord --for real this time! They promise! In light of recent events, the angels and demons have finally put the biblical mayhem behind them. So after spending the past seven-hundred years in hiding, Lucifer decides to step back into the spotlight. However things quickly go awry when he realizes that his actions --shockingly-- have consequences. In order to rectify a political disaster, Xander Hellbourne tries to make Lucy understand the significance of his initial disappearance centuries ago. But as he does so, Xander finds himself reflecting on the warlike days he long since hoped to forget and facing his inner monsters as a result. With their long-buried truths finally coming to light, will Xander and Lucy's chaotic relationship finally lose its ground? Or will it grow stronger than either could predict? [this is book 2 in the God's Gone AWOL series. but you don't necessarily need to read the first to understand this one]

poetry & loving, random thoughts.

Filled with sad, heart felt poetry, and weeks worth of work. Hope u enjoy it :)

A reflection for the youth. Being vulnerable doesn't mean you're weak. It means you actually care enough to fight for what matters.

The war is over. Piñata is dead. Havana has fallen. Cuba belongs to Atoria. But victory has not brought peace. As President Ator returns home to Alaska, the cost of his growing empire begins to show. Waddle must be rebuilt. Cuba must be held. Rango wants out. Astro sees a future where machines fight in place of men. And every new territory Ator claims demands more people, more money, and more control. Back in Wheat City, the world is still dealing with another death. Emo is gone, but Never See Me Again has turned his final moments into something people cannot stop listening to. Cloudy is left with the truth but no trial, while Squishie struggles to mourn the friend he knew without forgiving the monster he became. For Saccharine, the answer is simpler. For once, she tries to live. Arcades. Flowers. Diners. An ordinary day with Thorn where nobody needs saving. Meanwhile, Name watches his own revolution grow beyond Ancomistan. Governments are beginning to crack in places he has never ruled, and more people are starting to believe they do not need rulers at all. The smoke has cleared. The borders have changed. And everyone is beginning to realize that surviving the fire was only the beginning.

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