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  • Between silence and storms  por Sjuneharper
    Sjuneharper
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    June Quill ✍🏻 Writing about silent battles, unfinished dreams, and girls who are still becoming. Stories about growth, fear, ambition, and the chaos of being sixteen. Delhi-born. Emotion-driven. Progress in process. "Not perfect. Just evolving."
  • සිහින -Dreams por lightbluequil
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      Partes 15
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  • With You, For You por luckiee_charmm
    luckiee_charmm
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    Karina Silvassa, 25, Spanish. She grew up living in New York, so wasn't the best in Spanish, always wanted to be an actress. After high school, she moved to Madrid to study in the best drama college. Fernando, her classmate and the most annoying boy she ever met. Will this hate turn into love...?
  • The Adulting Series por the-5th
    the-5th
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    Not every coming-of-age story is soft. Some are sharp. Some are silent. Some leave scars. This collection follows young Zimbabwean women standing at the edge of adulthood, navigating pressure, desire, identity, love, shame and the choices that shape who they become. From whispered expectations to irreversible decisions, each story reveals the private battles hidden behind ordinary lives. Raw, intimate, and unsettlingly familiar, these stories explore what it really means to grow up in a world that watches, judges and rarely forgives. Raw. Emotional. Uncomfortably real. You might see yourself in these pages.
  • The Blonde por g1rldi4ry
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    That summer, everyone called me gold locks Poetry ©️ 2026 g1rldi4ry
  • Lilies Flowering After The Rain por SoleilSoliloquy
    SoleilSoliloquy
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    Anne with an E Lili Harmon, a young girl whom tragedy follows. She's bad luck, a living plague. That's what she believes. After the loss of her grandmother, she moved to Avonlea with her Uncle. The town's people, with their own prejudices, had coldly welcomed her. Admidst the chaos, Lili, only a young girl, makes friends with another newcomer in the town, a lively girl called Anne, spelled with an E. What would their friendship behold?
  • Shattered Pieces of the Doll - Poetry Collection por indianacarraway
    indianacarraway
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    Shattered Pieces of the Doll is a raw and haunting poetry collection that dissects girlhood, trauma, longing, shame, devotion, and the fragile architecture of identity. Each poem represents a shard of porcelain: sharp, reflective, and delicate. The collection moves between themes of religious guilt and hypocrisy, obsessive love and unfaithful longing, childhood innocence and its theft, self-image and the pressure to be desirable, and the quiet horror of isolation within one's own mind. Recurring imagery of ghosts, storms, snow, mirrors, angels, monsters, and haunted houses creates a dreamlike atmosphere where memory and reality blur. The speaker shifts between victim and vixen, sinner and saint, muse and monster, capturing the complexity of womanhood shaped by betrayal, desire, shame, and survival. There is an aching nostalgia for "the good old days," a yearning to return to purity, to feeling, to something unbroken. Yet beneath the despair runs a current of self-awareness: a recognition of addictive love, inherited guilt, fractured faith, and the hunger to be chosen. At its core, Shattered Pieces of the Doll is about fragmentation-of identity, innocence, faith, and love, and the painful attempt to gather those pieces back together. It is intimate, unflinching, and deeply human: a portrait of a girl becoming a woman while wrestling her ghosts, her memories, and the echoes of who she used to be.
  • Accidentally On Purpose ♡ por Veronica_Lecter
    Veronica_Lecter
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    This is a wholesome tale about 4 childhood bestfriends who are figuring out life together. But when fate intervenes they are now face to face with their destiny, that is 8 intertwined lives filled with love, chaos and laughter♡ ☆☆☆ "I think, with you 3 by my side I could walk through hell and back" "Yeah cuz even hell wouldn't be able to tolerate us, they'd throw us out", Zara managed to say midst her laughter "Bruh, I was trying to be deep, what's with the truth bomb" ☆☆☆ Maya × Manik "Never in my life had I thought I'd fall in love with someone, but you just had to prove me wrong", she sighed. "I love you, please just express yourself to me, teach me how to love you and I'll give you everything that I can" •Midnight rain × Sun •Grumpy gf × Golden Retriever bf ☆☆☆ Zara × Hamza "Have a heart? This is a strict business and I prohibit any mistake, anyone of you who dares to question me can hand me their resignat.." *thud* a box full of documents fall at his feet, "sorry, not the best time huh" Zara squints as she sees all eyes on her, Hamza immediately helped her pick up the box "carefully there, wouldn't wanna hurt yourself" •Sunshine × Sunshine protector •Cold to everyone but her ☆☆☆ Shakti × Rudra He had never once crossed that boundary, he always close enough to feel her warmth but far enough to never cross the line Before he could realise it he just blurted it out, it was too much to hold it in now. "I really love you, you know?" "I know." She smiled with her eyes "Ofcourse you do, why wouldn't you." He said as he shook his head in affection. •She fell first × He fell harder •friends to lovers ☆☆☆ Inaya × Bilal "What do you even want? Huh?" She had had enough of his shit, he was on thin ice and he knew it. You. You. You. Just say it you coward. But he knew he wasn'tbrave enough yet, so he settled upon, "Your designs, Your studio and Your customers". •Enemies to lovers •He fell first and harder
  • Loud Thoughts por MrhRebLup
    MrhRebLup
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    A girl shows the true struggles of being a girl in the Uk. Her life begins with her in school and shows a teen life with all its glory. Find out how to survive. Well, that if she figures it out herself. People betray, people change for the better. But is it too late?
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  • The Nature's Will. - ONGOING por angelicmooreman
    angelicmooreman
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    "𝐓he nature itself brought you to me , 𝘈𝘳𝘵𝘩𝘶𝘳. Everything happens for a reason." Arthur Vermont was a stubborn guy, spending most of his time being annoying to people, and sometimes── not obeying his own parents. which led him to a more strict rules from his parents. His life changed when he met her when he moved house to a country side. Mesmerized, he took a step to approach her. but she seemed unreachable to him. to a clumsy, delinquent beings like him. The nature somehow got another plan for him. a better, better plan than his life was designed to. A story of gentle love towards each other and towards mother nature, written in messy english and by a dreamy teen. 𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘴 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘣𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦. 𝑺𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒕 :: 24 January, 2026. 𝑭𝒊𝒏𝒊𝒔𝒉𝒆𝒅 :: ~
  • In the Margins of Girlhood por liisac__
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    A "tragic" coming-of-age story about girlhood, desire, and the intimacy of first love, Jackie and June are a meditation on growing up, growing apart, and the wounds we carry from those who once felt like home. ------------- Not finished whatsoever!! Tens of chapters laying around unfinished and unedited in a google doc!! We appreciate all advice and ideas for new chapters. All credits for cover page go to "Valoa Valoa Valoa (2023)" by Inari Niemi. - Bea & Lisa
  • The Secret of Winston's Bungalow  por IreneHazarika
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    A young woman named Maya travels back in time to the colonial era in Assam, India, where she gets involved with a British officer, Robert Winston, and uncovers dark secrets about the time period.
  • Bad Poetry of a Teenage Girl por _avatarofgreed_
    _avatarofgreed_
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    A collection of poems and paragraphs written by me about my experiences
  • Girlhood poem <3 por MOXXIEdarling
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    Inspired by a TikTok :)
  • Carried Chaos Beautifully  por RiyaMotwani701
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    The Girl Who Carried Chaos Beautifully is not just a story - it's a mirror for anyone who ever felt too much and said too little. I , Riya Deepak Motwani opens the door to her heart with raw honesty, sharing the unfiltered chaos of being young, emotional, misunderstood, and deeply human. Through memories, heartbreaks, fears, small victories, lost friendships, and silent tears, she paints a story not of perfection - but of becoming. This book is for the soft souls, the overthinkers, the girls who loved too hard, stayed too long, and still found a way to bloom.If you've ever broken quietly... and rebuilt quietly...If you've ever felt like your emotions were too loud for this world... You'll find yourself in these pages.
  • The Noise Around Me por Nishu_123a
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    Everyone is fighting a battle no one sees. This is not a love story. It's a story of becoming - of confusion, self-doubt, healing, and quiet strength. A girl trying to find herself in a world that keeps telling her who to be. If you've ever felt lost, unheard, or "too much" for this world - this story is for you. Sometimes the loudest noise is the one inside us.
  • Sympathy for a Criminal por threeletterlady
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    Caroline grows up in a small town near the Rocky Mountains of Alberta in the 70's. She is well mannered and well loved by her parents. Unfortunate circumstances lead to her life being turned upside down. During this time she finds a deep desire to find out the reasoning for awful criminals actions. She eventually goes to college to study criminology. In a desperate measure to pay off her debts she turns to her old life to make some money. Caroline ends up kidnapped with her life in danger. Caroline eventually figures out exactly what goes on in their minds and the answer shook her to her core. Warning*** some disturbing and triggering material***
  • abandoned star | poetry collection |✔️ por ecovapoet
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    poems on grief, abandonment, and change. There's poetry in here somewhere; Somewhere between the man the girls followed down the street, And the taxi driver they wanted to kiss from the back seat. Somewhere amongst the girls kissing on the screen, And the girls sitting in the canteen, There's a poem lively enough to break Words out of the girl who sat awake- Leaning out of the window thinking, There's a poem out there somewhere, One where it doesn't matter if I break the rhyme scheme, Because it's better than bending words to the extreme. -r
  • fireworks  ✴ por carla0uu
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    The fireworks looked so pretty that night. I don't think there has ever been a New Year's eve, on which I admired the sky so much. My senses were blocking out any type of noise that could possibly disturb me, which made it seem even more unreal. All I could feel was a soft breeze coming from outside the open window. Otherwise, there seemed to be no life in our dark hotel room. I couldn't be considered as something living anymore. ... (All rights reserved)