histórias de Femalewriter

One rainy night. One uninvited guest. One choice that rewrites everything. Joanna Greaves leads a quiet life-until a stranger crashes into her world, blurring the lines between fear and fascination. Over the course of two unforgettable days, their fates intertwine in ways neither could have predicted. A year later, questions linger, hearts ache, and silence holds more meaning than words. But when the past knocks once again, nothing will ever be the same. A powerful tale of unexpected love, haunting choices, and the courage to believe in second chances.

You have received a beautiful dress and some lingerie from The Duke Of Vaults a wealthy, vampire that hasn't been seen or talk about anywhere but your location. The letter says that you must wear these clothes as part of the deal. Realizing this must be revenge for the money your own father stole from him. You were never close to your father since he would drink, smoke and gamble so much to the point you stop caring for him. Your father gave your mother hell or fights wherever he went. You lived alone and having a career of becoming a writer. Of course You never know the vampire in person until he tells you why he's doing this. You undress for him as he demands. Although you feel humiliated being exposed by his vulnerable presence, Duke steals your heart and you give him your virginity. After that Duke throwing cruel words at you and leaves her, unaware that your pregnant with his child. You and Duke were now sworn enemies but the worse part of all everyone knew.

Cahya Garvey, pronounced Kai-ya, is a successful attorney who sinking further into depression because he has spent most of his life following a path set before him by others. His mind and loyalty have always been his greatest assets but a reminder from his past calls into question the latter. In a bid to finally take control of his life Cahya seeks the help of a therapist. To help him navigate the match of wits and wills to come. Will she be able to help him clear the skeletons of his mind and think clearly or will her own personal trials get in the way? Will Cahya rise to finally become the king on his own bord or continue to be the pawn in everyone else's game?

Step into a world where the towering trees are so vast that their ranches stretch for miles, casting shadows over the forest floor and concealing creatures that have never seen the sky. Deep in the heart of this enchanted forest lies a village hidden in the grass, where residents have lived in fear of their children being taken for years. But despite their precautions, the disappearances have started again. This story follows a young boy named Dren, a boy born into a world of fear and overprotection. Dren's generation was instilled with the knowledge of safety, and how to survive in the terrifying world. Dren practiced safety daily. He found solace and normality in taking elaborative steps to avoid danger. However, when he is forced to leave the safety of his home, he realizes that the world he knew is not what it seems. Join Dren on his journey as he discovers that the village he has always called home is not as safe as he once thought, and that his future lies beyond the confines of his sheltered life.

The Blackout is a collection of poems written using the blackout technique. Taking words from other books, these poems will create something entirely new, from existing works.

Cutting open my heart to pour out how I feel. It comes down in floods of blood as words scatter on the floor in a jumbled mess or a pathetic attempt to explain my feelings. A book filled with all of my poetry. Enjoy the somewhat dark and somewhat light hearted rhyming poems that I have written.

Pomegranates are a diversely significant in life and fertility, and also a symbol of power. These pages are truthfully filled with heart wrenching moments that I have accumulated since I had starring perceiving the world through my own eyes . These pages are filled with thoughts that are continuously changing - my mind. Sometimes I feel powerful, Sometimes I feel powerless, Sometimes I feel like the daughter of my creator, Other times I feel like the biggest Sin that was created. Being a human is filled with ups and downs. Most of the time it feels down, but having to remember it's okay is something that is held in my hands, never in my heart. I'm learning, evolving, and loving with each passing day. Read my dissected thoughts. You and I may be feeling one in the same.

I think of you. I think of you in the very depths of my mind. Like Lava you flowed through, Burning my brain cells to dysfunction. A collection of original poems and prose about Love, Pain, and Poetry.

Just my daily dose of Pheeto.

A poetic version of the infamous 'Appointment in Samarra'. A merchant in Baghdad tries to escape death unsuccessfully. Enjoy :)

A story about a strange girl

Here lies all of the quotes and poems I wrote at the age of 14. At this time I was a Freshmen in Highschool and navigating through many things by myself. As I look at these again, I'm proud of myself that I allowed myself to have an outlet. Some of these I wrote in happier and higher places than others. So with that being said, I hope you may find comfort and enjoy these.

This is a piece I wrote about my experiences and life as someone with ADHD and Autism (undiagnosed). How I perceive the world around me as well as myself. It's written in a way that puts the reader in my shoes, hopefully giving those who do read it a somewhat unique point of view.

Gina makes her first friend in the beginning weeks of college.

Just a few things you guys should know about me CriticalXCoyote/mía this is gonna be short story obviously but stay tuned things could get interesting.

Poetry anthology, and feedback is welcome, please keep in mind I'm 16 years old.

Emery Collins is a young girl who has been through the unimaginable. Three hundred and twelve days she has been lost after what was supposed to be a romantic camping date with her girlfriend Sloane. After almost a year of mental and physical trauma she finally finds her way to safety. She's taken to a local hospital where evidence is gathered and she is reunited with her loved ones. Emery is ready to make her formal Police statement and recount the horrors she lived.

Hey readers! Here's another poem of mine!show all your love and support :) I know we've all lost that one specific bestfriend of ours whose absence still hurts in some way or the other. But I guess it's better to accept things and try to move on? try to love yourself as much as you loved them. People will begin to value you even more, I promise. :) Just stay strong and keep fighting!💫

The Bell Jar best quotes by Sylvia Plath