Latenighthoughts Stories

What do you do when the world is quiet but your mind won't shut up? 3:04 A.M. is a haunting, intimate collection of fragmented thoughts, whispered confessions, and emotional snapshots scribbled in the dark. Equal parts journal, poetry, and stream-of-consciousness therapy, this book captures the sleepless moments where memories hit hardest, regrets echo loudest, and truths are too raw to say aloud. With the vulnerable honesty of a midnight voicemail and the strange comfort of a stranger's open diary, these unsent messages explore love, loss, nostalgia, and the beautiful chaos of being awake when everyone else is dreaming. This is not a book you read - it's one you feel. This is especially made for anyone who has ever stared at the ceiling and thought, "I shouldn't be feeling this much right now."

Short poems exploring the pain of losing someone without truly losing them, but losing yourself instead. A quiet grief for the past version that will never return, and the fragile hope of becoming something new, until sorrow slowly turns into joy. 📌 Pinterest board: https://pin.it/397dQqEff

At dusk, everything becomes honest. This is not a novel. It's a mirror. Fragments at Dusk holds pieces of becoming, healing, longing, and quiet self-reflection....written in moments where the world feels too heavy and silence feels like home. If you've ever felt lost between who you were and who you're becoming, these fragments are for you. Dearly !

I'll be updating everyday with more and more random crap that will take over your Brain cells and devour your soul

One night, a message from an unknown number changes her life. Someone knows her secrets. Someone is watching. And now, she must find out who... before it's too late.

My digital diary, real life experiences and deliberations. As a means to preserve my dignity, I choose to remain anonymous, but will love to converse with you. If you'd like to read the contents of the mind of a young Christian woman, feel free to peruse, but please don't judge.

Just a few bits and pieces of poetry I've written over the years.

A short story chapter about learning to let go when time finally comes.

TAGLINE: "In his quiet he carried the fire for her alone." Elara never thought a single night could stay with her so deeply. The Bronx was always moving, demanding, pulling her between work, family, and responsibility - yet for one rare night, she stood in a crowd and watched Juno take the stage. There was something unguarded in him that night, a quiet freedom that drew her in. His smile was easy, his presence radiant in a way that made her forget the chaos around her. For a moment, it felt like the music belonged only to him - and somehow, to her too. But life teaches you to be practical. Days turned into months, and the rhythm of the city swallowed the memory of that night. The livestreams came too late, the comments too fast, and her presence - her name - faded in the flood. With quiet dignity, she let go, telling herself she was never meant to belong in his world. Juno, abroad and consumed by flashing lights and endless travel, thought the new faces, gifts, and voices would fill the emptiness. But the fire he carried didn't burn for the crowd. It burned quietly, relentlessly, for the one he hadn't realized he lost. Hidden Song, Burning Heart is a mature, tender romance about distance, grace, and the hidden connections that refuse to fade. It's about a woman who lets go with grace, her heart still tender, and a man who discovers that love - once found - has a way of finding its way back home.

when the time comes , you'll see this . until then , i'll write down my words that could never come out my mouth . _________________________________ i started off thinking i knew what i wanted and who i was , but then i found out that i really didn't .

Bio ain't givin me enough space to put my life.

This book isn't just a story. It's a reflection of real moments, real feelings, and real people, told through fiction. Inspired by real-life experiences, this book captures the quiet parts of love: the late-night conversations, the mixed signals, the friendships that almost became something more, and the feelings you never get to confess. Through Ryx's perspective, this story explores what it's like to care deeply, to wait without certainty, and to love in silence, while life keeps moving forward. Some moments are fictional. Most emotions are real. 💔 Inspired by true experiences.

These are some of the poems I've written. Some of these poems might be triggers. i write these poems to express what i'm feeling. thank you for reading. if you're reading this, i love you <3

well this book is (basically a diary so yeah) its a book about the stuff I go through that I can't share with my everyday people

I write to let go of heavy thoughts, to lighten my heart, because life is short and writing helps me feel free. There is no connection to each story just my overwhelming emotions at time or past experiences

My mind is a puzzle, even I can't find all the pieces. Hey, this was a place for me to just release my emotions growing up. A lot of the poems show how lost, confused, and in pain I was. But without those part, those moments of complete brokenness, I wouldn't be where i am now.

original poetry and prose. you'll see a glimpse of my writing progress. start: july twenty-seven two thousand and eighteen (7/27/18) update: i stopped this a long time ago, but i republished the chapters just because i can. (1/2/2020)

poetry, late night thoughts and spare memories. ▪¿trigger warning?▪ -♡ new cover!! ♡-

Late Night Thoughts, Poems, Venting, and random updates on life.

~Poetry collection book~ We met by accident, but fell in love on purpose And a promise runs my mouth, Leaving my soul open To never let your heart be broken ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ With kindness and open heart, join to this ship with me, and may we sail the sea of emotions and fears, with laughter and tears, following us on the way. ♡♡♡ In this book, I will write from my soul, I will bleed trough ink. Reading this poetry book will get you inside the deepest tunels of my heart. I may feel vulnerable, but dont mind, this might be the biggest opening to humankind I will ever achive. ~copyright~ All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced or used in any manner without the written permission of the copyright owner. © 2022 #1 in wordsofwisdom 16. 8. '22 #1 in deeppoetry 22. 8. '22 #2 in deeppoems 16. 8. '22 #2 in bookofpoems 16. 8. '22 #2 in latenightthoughts 16. 8. '22