Historias de Dreamer

"Aap humse kabhi pyaar kar paayenge kya, Raghav?" Muskan asked softly, her voice trembling. Raghav lowered his eyes. "Aap to samajh sakti he na, Muskan..." "Main usse kitna pyaar karta hoon." "Phir aap yeh sawaal kaise pooch sakti ho?" A painful smile appeared on Muskan's lips. Tears gathered in her eyes, but she refused to let them fall. "Theek hai..." "Phir aap unse pyaar kijiye..." "Aur hum aapse karte rahenge." "Waise bhi..." "Na humne kabhi umeed lagayi thi ki aapka saath hume milega..." "Aur na hi ab rakhni chahiye." For a moment, neither of them spoke. The silence between them hurt more than any words. Raghav closed his eyes. Guilt weighed heavily on his heart. "Hume maaf kar dijiye, Muskan." "Hum aapse pyaar nahi kar paayenge." "Aapko humse bahut achha ladka mil jayega." Muskan smiled sadly. A smile that never reached her eyes. "Shayad..." she whispered. But deep down, she knew the truth. No matter how good anyone else was... They would never be Raghav. As she looked at him standing in front of her, loving someone else with his entire heart, a thought crossed her mind. "I never wanted you to love me back, Raghav. I only wished that once, just once, you would look at me the way you looked at her." 🥀✨ A thought she could never say aloud. "Humara to itna bhi adhikaar nahi hai, Raghav..." "Ki hum sabke saamne khul kar keh sakein..." "Ki aap hamare pati hain." The words remained trapped inside her heart. Unspoken. Just like her love. And perhaps... Some loves were never meant to be confessed. Only carried. Silently. For a lifetime. "Muskan thought that after achieving her dreams, she would finally confess her feelings to the man she loved and build a future with him. Destiny brought her close to him, but never truly gave him to her. This is a story of one-sided love, heartbreak, sacrifice, and learning to survive when the person you love chooses someone else." ✨🥀❤️

When nerdy beautiful Ariana goes to help her mom out at her work, she comes face to face with her biggest problem. Will she be able to keep her long formed feelings to herself when she sees the boy she had a crush on for years...There is no telling what fate has instore for her...

Sabi nila, ang gusali ay dapat matibay. Pero paano kung ang mismong puso mo na ang guguho? Si Jeahana Macomis ay lumaki sa pamilyang simple lang sa Balamban, kaya naman ginagawa niya ang lahat para maging matagumpay na architect. Subalit sa bawat hakbang niya pataas, laging nakaharap ang kanyang karibal na si Jake Binagatan, ang cold, seryoso, at laging nananatili sa Top 1. Sa gitna ng mga plates, puyat, mga magulang na todo-suporta, at mga kaibigang kasama sa hirap at ginhawa, natagpuan na lamang ni Jeahana ang sarili na unti-unting nahuhulog sa kanyang mortal enemy. Pero paano kung ang mismong kaibigan mo ang mag ta-traydor sayo? kakayanin mo ba?

This collection of poetry is the story of a journey through a soul in motion. Each poem is a form of affirmation, a memory, a lesson, a whisper from the deepest parts of me. My poems truly reflect a dance through the melody I call life. Writing became my way of healing, of remembering who I truly am, and of expressing truths that words alone could never fully hold. These verses were born in silence, in chaos, in joy, in awe, and in the moments I chose to be fully present with myself. I have translated the poems in this book into Italian, Spanish, and Portuguese to honor the rhythms that have shaped me. I hope that as you read, you'll hear your own soul speaking back to you. May my poetry be a bridge between who you've been, who you are, and who you're becoming. I hope that as you read, it reminds you that everything you need is already within you, and that you are more powerful than what you've been taught to believe. These pages hold the resonance of a life lived with intention, vulnerability, and grace. Thank you for stepping into this state of presence with me.

This is a fictional story based on my family's and my personal experiences of moving to the United States from Mexico where I learned the hard truths of family, culture and life.

what does jones do when the roses he was gonna give to his crush instead get sent to a girl with a crush on him?, ~find out in this original story by Faris and Xherry -exclaimers! -i probably will update once every week, or try -i will not be writing smut! -if it's to cringe please tell me -if I have any spelling mistakes tell me -if I have any grammar mistakes tell me -just give me your opinion on this I'm begging -i will be making many references to nerdy things -im sorry if I accidentally "copywrited" anything, please don't sue me *~ so that's it byeeee~ -faris

Yeetus

All she wanted was to sleep. Dream a dream she will forget when she wakes up. Teleporting to a place she doesn't even know is the least expected thing to happen.

မနက်၁နာရီခန့် လေတစ်ချက်ဝှေ့တိုက်လိုက်တိုင်း လွင့်သွားလေမလားလို့တောင်ထင်ရပါသော ပိိန်လွန်းလှသော မိန်းကလေးတစ်ယောက် လူရှင်းပြီးမှောက်မိုက်နေတဲ့လမ်းမပေါ်မှာ စိတ်ပျက်လက်ပျက် ခြေထောက်ကိုမချချင်ချချင်ပုံစံနဲ့ ယိုင်တိယိုင်တိုင်၊ ပျင်းတိပျင်းရွဲ လမ်းလျှောက်နေခဲ့တယ်။ အမဲရောင်ဂါဝန်တိုကို သူမဖရိုဖရဲဝတ်ဆင်ထားပြီး လက်မှာလဲ သွေးစွန်းနေတဲ့ အဖြူရောင်နှင်းဆီပန်းစည်းလေးကို ကိုင်ထားသေးသည်။ သူမကိုကြည့်ရတာ လောကကြီးကို စိတ်ပျက် အရှုံးပေးထားပုံဘဲ လရောင်အောက်မှာ သူမရဲ့ဖြူဖွေးနေတဲ့ အသားအရည်နဲ့ ချောမွတ်နေတဲ့ မျက်နှာလေး အဖုအပိန့်ဟူ၍ တစ္ခုမွရွိမေန မျက်တောင်လေးတွေကရှည်းလျှား ကော့ညွတ်နေပြီး ပန်းရောင်နှုတ်ခမ်းသားဖူးဖူးလေးတွေမှာ ဆေးကူထားတာကြောင့် နီထွေးလှပနေသေးသည်။ ဖရိုဖရဲဖြစ်နေတာတောင် အရပ်၅ပေ၃လက်မခန့်သာရှိသော သ

There are Dreamers and Tormenters. People who's dreams are real, as well as everything in them. There are the Carriers, people who can bring others to their dreams with them. Bridges, who can take things from their dreams into the real world. Illusionists, people who can enter and alter the dreams of others. And Tormenters, the creators of nightmares, and enemies of the Dreamers. And then there's Reve, the first Composite in ten years.She has the powers of a Carrier, Bridge, and Illusionist. A mixture of a Dreamer and Tormenter, destined to become only one on her eighteenth birthday. Her dreams show which direction she's headed, and so far it looks like she's going to be a Dreamer. Then her dreams take a startling turn. They turn dark. They turn into nightmares. She meets Ash, a mysterious boy in her dreams who doesn't know how he ended up there. He's not a Projection, a person created by Reve's dream, but he doesn't seem to be a real human either...

All she wanted was a getaway. To get away from a small town. So.. she moved to Cali, got an appartment, got a job at a cafe, and started going to college. It felt so different, and she loved it so much. What could be better?

"We live in a Modern Fairytales with no Happy Endings." On Process of publishing all the chapters of the book.

Her reality is a figment of his imagination. And her imagination is his reality. The Realist stuck in a recurring dream. The Dreamer living a nightmarish reality.

Sayings by people who have things to say

Poems to comfort you when you feel as if you are surviving, not living. For you are stronger than you will ever know!

"It's not easy being a weirdo, and this guy learned it the hard way. My name's Torra Mallant, and this is the story of a dumb weirdo, on an adventure to find out who he really is." (P. S. I drank the Mt. Dew)

𝒟ℴℯ𝓈 𝓁ℴ𝓋ℯ 𝓁𝒶𝓈𝓉 𝓁ℴ𝓃𝓰? 𝒟ℴ 𝓉ℴ𝓊 𝓁ℴ𝓋ℯ 𝓂ℯ? 𝒲𝒾𝓁𝓁 𝓎𝓁𝓊 𝓈𝓉𝒶𝓎 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓁ℴ𝓋ℯ 𝓂ℯ 𝓉𝒾𝓁 𝓉𝒽ℯ ℯ𝓃𝒹? (ℳ𝒶𝒹ℯ 𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓈 𝓈𝓉ℴ𝓇𝓎 𝒻ℴ𝓇 𝓎ℴ𝓊)