Inked Stories

A compilation of frustrated words sewn and crafted by magic. First published: 2016 Disclaimer: Image used in the cover belongs to the photographer/owner and I don't take any credit for it.

a series of stanzas embodying the simplicity of nature. [cover design by imploding-hearts]

Rebecca is a 19 year old girl, who meets a boy named Zayn at a tattoo parlor. You could say that their relationship was kind of like a tattoo itself. Painful, but special and sweet. Sometimes when relationships don't work out they hurt, but some people just stay inked on your heart. Preview: “I want to take you out today.” He told me. “Okay what should I wear?” I asked him. “Something casual.” He told me. “When do we leave?” “Now.” I quickly got up from off the bed, and ran into my walk-in closet. “What? I don’t have enough time to get ready!” I was literally throwing clothes everywhere now. Behind me, to the left, to the right, up, down. When I turned around, Zayn had a black cardigan, and a red miniskirt on his lap, and also a random sock entangled in his hair. I giggled, when I saw him. “ Ooops! I’m sorry did i mess up your precious hair?” I teased him, in a high-pitched girly voice. He growled, throwing the clothes off of him. “Run.” He said quietly.

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Inked soulmate AU. When Virgil's soulmates make first contact at the age of five he goes to show his mom. Little does he know that would be the biggest mistake he'd ever made. He's locked away no way to contact his soulmates and they're left thinking he's dead. Trigger warnings! Abuse Neglect Character death? Dunno tell me if I missed any! I write Virgil's anxiety off my own which is very extreme. If you feel I am misrepresenting anything please go ahead and let me know I will change it! I tried to do research on any and all disorders I don't personally have. Ok another sidenote. The entire story I'm going to be hinting at something it won't be obvious. If you can guess it I'll tell you if you're right! I'll give two hints before we start, 1. blood stains the skin in this AU meaning that the red will appear on their bodies. 2. Why does nobody question his death? There was only the finger marks Ok so I'll be writing another story same thing but in a different character's point of view! This means we'll only be following Virgil so you can't rule out character's until the book comes out.

"I'm not here for another bloody tattoo Harry. I'm here because I'm in love with you."

A poem derscribing our connection, the world together holding hands us with all the stories.

A collection of short poems that every one sided lover has faced at one point or another. These stories are incomplete yet perfect.

The content is all about the perks of having individuality as a part of your personality; also how it is functionally in sync with an elixir.

Within the pen and paper lies the unknown. Only when they blend together a picture is shown. But what about the parts of my mind, And the parts of my heart, That'll I'll never find. For the wind and rain are sometimes parted, And thus Thoughts are UnCharted. *All Rights Reserved* *Copywrite to T.R.P*

Tired of spending her summer at home, Ashley, a 24 year old Art graduate from New York, heads to Florence with her friends to try and mend her broken heart. Enjoying a boy free, drama free trip, she gets more than she bargained for when she catches the eye of a dark mysterious stranger at a secret underground bar. They say whatever happens in Italy, stays in Italy...but does it really?

Dan never imagined being a florist, but, sometime life leads you to unexpected places. The call of aesthetic was just to storing for him to resist. And, Dan was happy. When he was younger, he didn't know if he would make it, until he discovered the Rose Garden. His secret garden, his escape. The emptiness is still there, though. And he knows it may never go away, but, his life is beautiful. Until a boy stumbles into his garden, drunk and alone, and his life is only due to get crazier. His entire world is about to be turned upside down.

I draw anime stuff if you don't know me on Miiverse. Here I'll draw art, mainly anime. My art skills won't be noticed though... Please enjoy or whatever. * Shrug* I'll post art whenever I'm not on art block. The cover belongs to me since it's MY DRAWING. Also! Don't be shy! You can comment on this!

"Dylan, you cannot hold our kid like that!" "What do you mean?" I exasperate. "You're holding our kid like a football. . ." She crosses her arms, looking unimpressed. My eyes fall to the giggling little toddler pinned between my hip and arm. Her tiny arms are wrapped around my leg as she nuzzles her pudding covered face against my pant leg while her legs dangling freely, lightly bumping into my back thigh. "She loves it!" I exclaim, giving her a little shake. Emma's eyes reluctantly roll and I just smirk at her. "See! Giggles!" - Sequel to; Inked || Dylan O'Brien - Complete

Even though it happened days ago I still shiver and get goosebumps, even on the inked spots of my shin. Staring at myself in the mirror I try to assure myself that it will all be fine. I'm skinnier than I was. Still the muscles are almost the same size, even bigger than before all of this. I can see my ribs from under my skin. I touch the elephant tattoo on my side and place my hand over it like my little sister used to. Down stairs I hear that people are starting to talk, that means we are going out soon, to look for food, people, even bodies. In another world where a war gazes the country, a 17 year old girl takes matters into her own hand when her parents disappear. The city that 17 year old April lives in is surrounded by the army of the country that once wear their friends, but are now their rival, And while food sources decline, April and her friends, younger than 20 years old try to keep what is left of their sanity and help people that are left with nothing. While all of this fills the head of the young girl, a boy sneaks into her world of blood sweat and tears. This is not about love, or teens, Nor is it a sob-fast. It's about war, A total war and an internal-war. Hope you'll enjoy. Love -B

Brook is a 16 and lives in a siciotiy where you're distaney is made up in a single tatoo. Brook gets hers but dose't know what it means! Will she figure it out before it's too late?

Note:- The first few poems in this book were written by a very young me and they are very immature and do not make any sense at all, for the lack of proper words. I've only kept them on here for nostalgic purposes. They DO NOT in any way represent my writing style now. Reader discretion is highly advised before reading them. Thank you and happy reading if you're still sticking by. ^_^ " 'Cause I want to be remembered, Not as a memory dismembered But as the light that crawls, And soothes you when everything falls." ~ The gorgeous cover by my favourite person: @wake-pray-slay ♥️ She makes the BEST covers! And even better books! Please do check out her books <3 ~ Never thought I'd be writing poetry, let alone publish it out here, but here I am.

Ask or dare the Splatoon gang! You can ask or dare: Inked the blue inkling Inky the orange inkling Callie Marie Annie Jelonzo Spyke Crusty Sean And even An Octarian girl!

When a depressed soul takes over Harry, Louis is determined to cover up the violet scars.