Funeral قصص

I'm not good at writing story descriptions, but here's the idea: Ayanokoji Kiyotaka ends up transmigrated into Wataru Sajou's body at a bizarre-and frankly disgusting-moment. From there, the story unfolds.

Ethan Calaway has spent his entire life hopelessly in love with his best friend, Noah Anderson. Due to unfortunate complications, his love for Noah's ocean eyes has been locked away from the world- especially from Kurtis Anderson. Fast forward to many years later when Ethan receives an invitation to Mr. Anderson's memorial. Old memories, past love, and most definitely pain resurfaces when Ethan returns to his hometown.

Heavily inspired by the goat; Hima-Loy. While I'm waiting for him to release new chapters, I decided to do a fun story and let loose. I'm not good at writing story descriptions, but here's the idea: Year 3 Ayanokoji Kiyotaka ends up transmigrated into Wataru Sajou's body at a bizarre moment. From there, the story unfolds.

After the events of the 201st Survival Games, the myserious creator of the Games sent a letter to the Gamermakers for them to announce. A christmas special of the Survival Games. 50 tributes, from 50 districts, 25 males, 25 females. And at the 202nd Survival Games... there will be 150 tributes. A fun way to spead the holiday cheer in the City. 🎅 First Wattpad only book, new chapters coming out shortly.

Patric Sullivan, age twenty-four, is a man existing in the shadow of a life that ended on a rain-slicked highway. Six months ago, a car accident claimed the life of his girlfriend, Ciara Horn, leaving Patric with survivor's guilt and a world that feels permanently dimmed. Patric is disabled and has a limp and uses a cane as part of his mobility disability. He follows a rigid, joyless routine, visiting the crash site weekly and avoiding anything that reminds him of the future they had planned. The inciting incident occurs when Patric meets Elara Disher, a vibrant artist whose presence disrupts his carefully maintained misery. Initially, Patric resists her, viewing any spark of happiness as a betrayal of Ciara's memory. However, a shared project-forces them together, and Elara's patience begins to soften his defenses. As their connection deepens, Patric faces a "moment of transference." During a particularly intimate night, he momentarily sees Ciara's features in Elara, leading to an emotional breakdown that nearly severs his new relationship. Patric must decide if he is using Elara as a placeholder or if he is truly ready to love again. Patric finally visits Ciara's parents. He realizes that grief is not a debt he must pay forever, but a part of his history that can coexist with a new future. In the resolution, Patric chooses to commit to Elara, not by forgetting Ciara, but by integrating her memory into a life that finally has room for joy again. He stops visiting the crash site, symbolic of his transition from "surviving" to "living." If anyone who sees this story being plagiarized by someone else, please send me a quick message as soon as possible. I do not tolerate plagiarism at all, and I will sue whoever is responsible of stealing my work. ©️2026 Rebecca Clark. All Rights Reserved No part of this book may be reproduced or used in any manner without the prior permission of the author, except for the brief description of the book in a book review.

Morgan has lived in two worlds all her life: the physical world and the afterlife. Acting as a bridge, she helps the dead by finishing their tasks for them and helping them move into the Light. When her own boyfriend becomes trapped between worlds, she must use everything she's ever learned to help him. With the aid of a guilt-stricken ghost who has chosen to remain Earthbound, Morgan must fight a host of spirits to get the love of her life back. But what happens when she starts to fall for a ghost?

Some love stories begin with the wrong truth. She wasn't looking for a savior. He became her undoing. Between the silence and the secrets, something bloomed.

In a kingdom draped in silk and shadow, two princesses dance between the threads of duty and desire. Miracle, a blossom born of love's quiet miracle, carries a heart wild with secret dreams-dreams that belong not to a prince, but to a jester whose laughter stirs the soul. Melody, her sister in blood and heart, wears her crown with eager grace, ready to embrace a future written in song and vows. But when love defies the throne, and hearts shatter like fragile glass, only courage can weave a new destiny from the ruins of the past. This is a tale of love's daring bloom, of sisterhood forged in fire, and of a miracle whispered on the wind-waiting to be heard.

After losing the only boy she has ever loved, Jackie must find a way out of the spider web of grief and memory, and hold to the delicate hope of moving forward. ***** Jackie never pictured raising her daughter without Andy by her side. He was supposed to be the finish line, the one she'd always come back to, but the universe always finds a way of turning your life upside down. After a devastating accident takes him away, Jackie is left grasping for a lifeline, trapped in a world filled with memories she can't recover. Leaving home seems like the only choice, but distance can't make the memories disappear or calm the ache of every 'what if'. It doesn't make the pain go away. But love doesn't end with goodbye, or with death. It just changes shape. ***** BENNINGTON COLLEGE #1.5 © 2025 caterina george // all rights reserved

Xemnas is dead. Sephiroth, Kadaj and Loz are in jail. Rufus is free… You wake up in a prison with no recollection of where you are or what happened to your friends. The second chapter of the four part series continues to follow YOUR story as you make new friends, save old ones, and realize that everything you thought you knew was wrong. ***Kingdom Hearts/Final Fantasy fanfic containing YOU as main character. I do not own KH or FF (or you) but the storyline belongs to me.

When you go to a funeral, you expect three things: 1: Getting too emotional 2: Accepting a lot of empty apologies 3: Doing something stupid What you don't expect, is a runaway bride jumping into your car and demanding you drive away as her frantic family and very angry groom chase after her. #3 for Archer Calloway was listening to the crazy-eyed bride, Rosie Keller. But as the two take a pit stop at a bar to work out what had just occurred, a couple of generous strangers buy them a drink. And then another. And then another... all to celebrate their "marriage". And thus, the faux newlyweds decide to take advantage of their strange situation, and see how far they can take this unexpected, and hopefully fully-funded, honeymoon. Not to mention, it would just be such a shame to let that road trip from Seattle to New York City- that's already planned out and paid for- just go to waste. Because what harm can they cause that they haven't already?

this is book two in the "There Really is Life on Mars" series! no specific update schedule yet :]

Currently still deciding on a description

Castorice works as mortician alongside Cyrene as florist, specifically arranging flowers for the dead. - Castorice was reviewing the week's schedule when Cyrene burst through the mortuary door, her eyes wide with confusion and something that looked like barely contained laughter. "Cas, you need to see this." She waved a cream-colored envelope with gold embossing. "What is it? Another family wanting to pre-plan?" Castorice took the envelope and pulled out the card inside. Her eyebrows shot up. "Is this... a wedding invitation?" "Not just an invitation," Cyrene said, pulling out a second sheet. "A commission. Anaxagoras Hartwell wants me to arrange flowers for his wedding to Aglaea... something. The last name is smudged." Castorice read through the elegant script. "He's requesting white roses, peonies, and baby's breath for the ceremony. Reception centerpieces. Bridal bouquet. The full package." She looked up at Cyrene. "Did he realize he contacted a funeral florist?"

Lizzie wakes up from a coma finding out that her parents and her little brother are dead. Her parents always told her that she was destined for fame so three years later Lizzie finds herself working to get to the top. She isn't the same after the death and becomes isolated to the world. It is until she meets one boy that makes her life suffer some more. But what happens when he learns the truth?

my husband and I take down greedy people and give others leverage with the help from your new work Colleagues Parker,Sophie,Harrison and Nathan This will continue into leverage:redemption an I don't own any of the cast just Emma. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED FOR ALL OF MY STORIES

A librarian gets sucked into a web of horror as she investigates a century-old disappearance in the new town she has moved into. *** Yvaine Agan had always led a quiet life and had expected to do the same when she moved to the small town of Andrasville. Little had she expected to encounter a message in a bottle dating back to the 1800s and the whispers that accompanied it. As her curiosity grows she finds herself immersed in the mystery of the disappearance of Wilhelmina Andras and the darkside of the seemingly peaceful place. Will she be able to unravel the century-old mystery? Or will she be sucked into oblivion, becoming one more tragic memory of the town? And most importantly, is the disappearance of Wilhelmina Andras the only conundrum that haunts Andrasville? *** Started: February 1st 2022 Ended: March 31st 2022 Word Count: 32,304 Cover Credits: @Atwin_May Achievements (Currently/Previously): ONC 2022 Longlisted, General Category Winner at Dusk Awards, featured by @Paranormal, @fright, @Mystery, @action. Featured by @fright for AAPIHM 2023.

A sad one shot about a broken family. I was trying a different style of writing, so I hope you like it. :) WARNING: IT IS SADISH.

Lo conocí en el funeral de mi Abuela lo único que recuerdo de ese día fue que entre todo mi dolor fue haber visto esos ojos verdes esperanza...

“Damn Prom Queen. You stay followin’ the rules.” He laughed. I didn't see what was so funny. “Yeah, well rules are meant to be followed.” Antanie shook his head. “Rules are meant to be broken.”