Ecstatic Stories

Shivers - Between Agony and Ecstasy is a hauntingly sensual dark romance that explores the fine line between desire and destruction. Cassie Baker is a driven, thoughtful 25-year-old woman who finally escapes her past and moves from Portland to New York, determined to start fresh and live her dream of becoming a teacher. Independent but quietly vulnerable, Cassie wants nothing more than peace, stability, and a chance to rewrite her story near her older sister, Catherine. But fate has other plans. When she crosses paths with Edan Richards, a magnetic and enigmatic businessman with a dangerously composed exterior and eyes that seem to see right through her, everything begins to unravel. Edan is wealthy, powerful, and coldly detached-but something about Cassie's innocence and quiet strength unsettles him. And despite every effort to keep her at a distance, he finds himself drawn to her like a moth to flame. Cassie is equally captivated. Edan's presence ignites something in her-curiosity, defiance, longing-and though she senses the darkness he tries to hide, she can't turn away. Their worlds are complete opposites: she comes from simplicity, while he lives in a world of luxury and shadows. He is guarded and emotionally restrained; she is open and searching for connection. Their personalities clash, their secrets fester-but their chemistry is undeniable. What begins as an accidental encounter evolves into a dangerous game of push and pull. Passion quickly blurs into obsession, honesty dissolves into betrayal, and pleasure comes hand in hand with pain. In each other, they find both the deepest ecstasy and the sharpest agony. As the past resurfaces and secrets begin to crack the fragile facade of their bond, Cassie and Edan are forced to confront the question neither of them dares to answer: Is love enough to save them, or will it be the thing that destroys them both?

This is an Rp book using all my OCs What to expect: -demons -explicit references -cute art -my weird way of writing General: -I don't mind conflicting lore, I like hearing about your hard work too you know. -I'm just tryna have a good time, if you get bored, that's fine, just tell me if you wanna do something different.

"i have nothing to write i am not even free not until i find the sugar for my coffee"

Vineetha was thirty-five, beautiful, and trapped in a marriage that had long stopped feeling alive. Balu, her husband, was practical and responsible, but over the years he had forgotten the art of love - the stolen kisses, the tender words, the fire of intimacy. Nights turned cold, conversations faded, and Vineetha's heart ached for more than just routine. Then came Anup. Twenty-five, bold, full of energy - a man who looked at her not as a wife or someone's property, but as a woman. His gaze lingered, his words teased, and for the first time in years, Vineetha felt her body wake up. Desire spread through her like fire, unstoppable and thrilling. Their connection grew from secret smiles to midnight messages, from accidental touches to moments where she would lose herself completely in his arms. With Anup, she explored every shade of passion - the slow, tender intimacy that made her feel cherished, and the wild, forbidden lust that left her breathless. But every pleasure brought a shadow of guilt. She still loved Balu in her own way, still cared about the home they built. Yet, she couldn't deny the way Anup made her feel - young, wanted, alive. Caught between loyalty and longing, Vineetha's journey becomes a raw exploration of what it truly means to love, to lust, and to choose herself - even if it means breaking the rules society holds sacred.

Watch as Baylen tries to escape their sorrows by taking in ecstasy. But kne day he rakes in too much. ⚠️ Nothing in this story is medically accurate. Do not take in ecstasy as you will NOT have the same results. This is an fictional story. This story will try to portray mental illness. I am no professional. Written warnings: gore warning, slurs, cursing, some inappropriate messages. Sh, sa mentions Actuall show warning: gore warning , slurs, cursing, flash warning, sh, sa mentioned, slash flashes

A celebration of free poetic expression of the sensible and the nonsensical life where invisible forces push and pull our ever-expressive beings.

A collection of poems about the beauty of nature from my eyes.

Sometimes, it so happens that a person enters your life and though he/she stays just for a week, their absence might affect you for a lifetime.

For the type of woman who orgasms to poetry.

Poetry

Block by block I build the house of my childhood trauma.. I dig through my childhood to try and find a finger to blame.. or at least a heart to lean on 🌱

I figured out how to fix myself! No more hard drugs! I need to build myself to do things on my own without... "outside forces" I had no idea my adventure would end like this. I did little story of my experience with ONLY ecstasy for the first time. While describing what I experienced from JUST ONE ecstasy. I also mention what I was thinking about as the effects surfaced. This all lead to an answer I've been looking for... for a very very long time. BYE BYE heavily intoxicated me. This is the first time I've actually paid attention to the effects of a drug other than marijuana and I decided to take record of it AS it happened... and I just want to share my experience. In this there was no "let me go change that, that's weird." or "I don't want to share that..." everything was put on the table as it happened with the time recorded and everything. p.s. Feel free to jump around, I tend to babble a bit in my writing sometimes.

𝐀𝐌𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐂𝐀𝐍 𝐌𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐘| ' the only thing we're good for is the creation of chaos ' IN WHICH A RICH BOY AND HIS CREW CREATES CHAOS FULL SUMMARY INSIDE © MAY 2019

It goes from nothing to a hope .

Poetic reflection [THE ART IS NOT MINE]