Nightowl Stories

She hates the guy upstairs. He thinks the girl downstairs is unbearable. Too bad they're secretly falling for each other... through anonymous letters.

after a period of doubt and insecurity, the past comes to call

─── ⋅ ∙ ∘ ☽ ༓ ☾ ∘ ⋅ ⋅ ─── As the night descends, my mind begins to wander. I find myself lost in a sea of thoughts and emotions, unable to find my way back to the surface. It is in these moments of restlessness that I turn to words, letting them flow from my mind and onto the page. This book is a collection of the short stories, poems, and sayings that emerged from those restless nights. Each piece captures a different facet of the human experience, from love and loss to hope and despair. Some are introspective, delving deep into the complexities of the human psyche. Others are observational, offering a glimpse into the world around us. They are a testament to the power of words, to capture the essence of life and make sense of the chaos that surrounds us. I hope that in reading this book, you too will find comfort in these words, and perhaps even a sense of connection to the restless mind that gave them life.

I may make this cover an actual album. I don't know, let's just see how this goes.

Poems written in the middle of night. The world can get pretty dark without the moon and so can my poems. Rankings: #20 in Bedtime #4 in Nightowl #13 in givenup • All Rights Reserved Copy Rights Assigned WARNINGS| Sensitive Content Trigger warnings SUICIDE PREVENTION | 1-800-273-8255

She couldn't sleep. Niether could he. But unlike her he did something about it. He tried to call his friend, Millie. But, dialed the wrong number. She answered. What happened next, turned entire her world around. Read. Like. Comment. Share. Thank You Currently still being updated.

This is a story about a girl (me) that is always a midnight Owl every night. even when she had school she barely ever sleeps.

Hi ok so uh this is just a fun writing exersise. I am an artist and I had this idea while sketching. Its an au about me and my friend in victorian times. Uh it will be a little inacurate because its just for fun and im not planing on doing to much resurch, not to mention the fact that i'm genderfluid and nonbinary. (and pansexual) and my dear friend is not straigt so yup. Well I hope you enjoy what I come up with.

I don't intend to make this a rant book (although it does say 'ramblings'). This book will mostly contain announcements for my books because I hate using my books for useless 'announcements' that can be done here. Even better, it saves chapters. This book will also probably be used for anything I have been tagged in to do. This book may contain ramblings although I highly doubt it.

- lowercase intended. "why do you smoke?"

in which, dylan marks falls for the boy at the park... ♥︎ male oc x fem oc ( original story )

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An Alternate Universe of Wings Of fire, where Moonwatcher was not found by her mother, but instead by a Rainwing. Adopted by a new mother, and in a different environment, she grows up to be a different person. With many changes In the Wings of Fire Timeline, people have different slightly backstories now.

You let Lexa make amends for not trusting you about being part Ice Nation.

Just random thoughts written in words from a beginner.

Blame is my name, and that's all I'll ever be... I don't know why I'm still writing these songs, I just can't stop. I don't know what's going on, this isn't all what I want to be in my life. I know it ain't me. But I guess that's all I'll ever be.

This is the story of a night owl, who's mind evades sleep. She muses deep into the night, about her travels with a ragtag group of men. I'll give this story a rating of T for Teen. It contains: Blood, Death, Violence, a Splash of Strong Language, One Suggestive Comment, Angst, and some Cute Moments. If you're still interested, please enjoy!

You know the time when your laying in your bed waiting for sleep. And you get this really good story idea and you have no motivation to get up and write it because your saposed to be sleeping. Sometimes you do drag yourself and write it and it's actually good. Do this is that. I'm probably not going to update frequently but who cares. Enjoy my sleep adled brain.

This song kind of tells the story of the way I feel currently, how I'm tired of the bullshit that I go through. But just because I'm tired of it, doesn't mean I can't make it through it.