Solitude Stories

Ten years ago, Jay Walker was banished by his own team for a crime he never committed. Betrayed and broken, he lost all hope and vanished into The Desert of Doom. Now, after a decade in solitude, fate grants him a second chance: a new world, new path, new people, new villains, and new trials that will test him in ways he never imagined. But scars don't always fade... what will happen when the past catches up... and Jay is forced to face Ninjago again?

Buck est seul, il avait tout perdu à cause du procès. Dans sa solitude, il trouve des alliées et un cadeau merveilleux lui est fait. Rendez-vous tous les lundis à 15 heures. ^^

Quelques poèmes, teintés de solitude et de blues, illustrant un voyage dans une ville pluvieuse, quelque part hors du temps.

"I have spent my life perfecting the art of being 'fine'-a linguistic shield that ensures no one ever looks at the bruising beneath the skin." In the heart of a city that never stops breathing, I move like a ghost. To the world, I am a portrait of professional success. To myself, I am a cartographer of a soul that has lost its way, navigating a "Calculus of Loss" where the remainder is always a heavy, haunting silence. Written in vivid, lyrical prose, this is not just a story-it is a sensory descent into the internal architecture of regret. It is the anatomy of an echo, the weight of unsent letters, and the friction of a heart rubbing against a life that no longer fits. From the sterile glass cages of the skyline to the rain-slicked neon of midnight diners, Whispers in the Abyss of Solitude explores the "no-go zones" of the human psyche. It is a journey for the thinkers, the watchers, and those who know that the most terrifying abyss isn't found in nature, but in the quiet moments between breaths. A deep, introspective navigation of the self. For fans of atmospheric prose, philosophical reflections, and the beauty found within the blur.

The story of Tiber against all of those who wish to bring harm to Nirn. Why in oblivion is it always me? -Tiber the Dragonborn circa 202 Forth Era.

Note from Author, "If anyone is reading Fallout FanFiction. This is my own original tale of what happened to the Dwelers of the Augmented Bone Armour, 1 billion years ago" A group of people was able to escape from the planet Mars after receiving news from high-level scientists that the surface world would be destroyed by a Galactic lightning bolt in two months. The middle social groups on Mars built survival shelters to prepare for the disaster, only the shelters contained thousands of years of. resources..as the planet had been aware of the impending catastrophe for over two centuries but failed to warn its inhabitants. Some believe that the changing weather and the fracturing of their civilization were due to the population explosion caused by CO2 breathers, who do not breathe oxygen but instead breathe CO2. The middle social group secured the backing of billions of donors, allowing them to build their shelters and survive. However, only ten people managed to survive in the end. This is their story of how they managed to travel from Mars, 3.1 billion years ago, to Earth. By samuel Hasley Hunwick, co-authors Noah, James, Shelby, Matt, Sunny, Kurt, John, Pat, and Sam.

Née au Sénégal, l'autrice quitte son pays pour poursuivre ses études en France, portée par l'espoir d'un avenir meilleur. Très jeune mère, elle se retrouve confrontée à la solitude de l'exil, à la violence conjugale, et aux épreuves que traversent tant de femmes en silence. Entre les responsabilités, les études interrompues, les nuits de doute et les jours de combat, elle découvre en elle une force qu'elle ignorait posséder. Aujourd'hui, elle écrit pour se libérer, pour témoigner, et pour tendre la main à celles qui vivent ces mêmes blessures invisibles. Son histoire est celle d'une femme qui refuse de se laisser définir par la souffrance ; une femme qui choisit, malgré tout, de croire en la lumière, en l'amour maternel et en l'avenir. À travers ses mots, elle affirme sa volonté de transformer son vécu en courage, en vérité, et en espoir pour d'autres.

Quatrième de couverture Elle aimait deux garçons. L'un l'a brisée. L'autre l'a sauvée. Enola pensait que le deuil ne concernait que les morts. Elle avait tort. Entre Portland et la France, entre promesses murmurées et silences trop lourds, elle découvre que certaines pertes ne laissent pas de tombe - seulement des cicatrices invisibles. Marvin, l'amour absolu, celui qui consume. Nate, l'amour patient, celui qui reconstruit. Quand le passé revient frapper plus fort que le présent, il faut choisir : Rester dans la douleur... Ou oser la lumière. Mais l'amour ne disparaît jamais vraiment. Il change. Il attend. Il revient. Et parfois, il laisse derrière lui une vie qui grandit en silence. Un roman sur la perte, la loyauté, la trahison et la renaissance. Un roman sur ce qu'on perd... et sur ce qu'on décide de garder.

c'est l'histoir d'elizabeth morningstar a personnage que vous voyez dans mes nombreuse fiction(j'en ai que deux mais tkt) mais je ne suis pas tenue responsable si vous pleurez et les traumas c'est les traumas d'elizabeth.bisous mes petits coin-coin, BISOUS BAE<3

"Like a withering rose, the essence of joy is fleeting when it is left to die..." - Author Not everyone is blessed with a happy life, some are left to suffer. Their heart breaks, their backs stabbed. All just to meet a single fate, yet they try to go against it foolishly. Follow Xiara, as she tries to build the perfect life she ever wanted. Finding her lost friend, bringing everyone together, defeating their adversaries, all she wanted to achieve. She knew she couldn't bring back the time she had lost, so she tries to create memories with her new friends. Every happy moment does not last forever, there will still be people who would betray and shatter her ideal life. For it is a life full of flaws, it is like fixing a broken mirror beyond repair, getting hurt again and again.

Naya a toujours trouvé refuge dans ses lettres. Des mots sincères, des secrets qu'elle n'ose partager avec personne... des pensées qu'elle enferme dans une boîte fermée, comme si le monde n'était pas prêt à les entendre. Pendant les vacances, tout change. Les lettres qu'elle n'a jamais osé envoyer commencent à circuler, révélant ses sentiments les plus profonds. Entre souvenirs douloureux, rencontres inattendues et espoirs brûlants, Naya découvre que chaque mot peut avoir des conséquences qu'elle n'aurait jamais imaginées. À travers amitié, premiers émois et blessures encore ouvertes, elle va devoir apprendre à affronter ses peurs et accepter que certaines vérités, même difficiles, sont là pour la faire grandir. Une histoire intense, mélancolique et pleine de cœur, où chaque lettre est une porte vers l'inattendu.

Elle est à bout. Elle pense que le train à 6h59 la sauvera.

Jasmine. And it is when I bought this empty book of true tongue to be, I plastered it with dead scented jasmine. My ink black and depth and dark, I sit sweet jazz in my ear as the dead petals drop through beige pages.

I was bored, so just give me some requests on what to write and stuff b:

What nickname would you give your soul? Poetry

Neil has mastered the art of disappearance. Fleeing a family betrayal and a life of gilded luxury, his only sanctuary is a quiet, unassuming rental house-a place where his solitude is his armor. His philosophy is simple: trust no one, need nothing. Then Avni arrives, a burst of chaotic sunshine claiming the house is hers. She needs to sell it to save her own future, and she sees Neil as nothing but a cold, stubborn obstacle. Forced into an uneasy truce, their co-existence sparks a war! **** This is yet another story of Avni and Neil in another universe. Please keep supporting.

Ziah was the only one who could bring him back to the bliss. Will she return in his arms again before the clock strikes twelve?

(Diaristic, 2025)

In a world where love and loss intertwine like the vibrant threads of a tapestry, Sam finds himself caught between two homes. After being uprooted from his familiar life in America, he embarks on a journey to Nigeria-a land rich with culture, untold stories, and unforeseen challenges. As he grapples with the heartbreak of leaving behind his friends, especially Bliss, whose silence echoes in his heart, Sam must navigate the complexities of a new life where friendship, rivalry, and the whispers of unrequited love beckon. In Nigeria, he encounters Julius, a charismatic local who introduces him to the thrill of adventure and the warmth of companionship. But as Sam struggles to carve out his identity in this foreign land, he realizes that not everyone is as welcoming as they seem. With the weight of his past and the uncertainty of his future pressing down on him, Sam must learn to trust his instincts, confront his fears, and discover the true meaning of love. Join Sam on this emotional rollercoaster as he navigates friendships, fights his inner demons, and discovers that sometimes the path to finding oneself is paved with unexpected turns and breathtaking moments. Will he be able to embrace the love waiting for him in Nigeria, or will his heart remain tethered to the memories he left behind? The answer lies in the vibrant streets of Anambra, where every moment holds the promise of new beginnings.

"It's ok to feel the way you feel sometimes. The world won't ever get better, but you will. All I ask is that you trust in the process. Take my hand, dearest. Follow me into a quiet place where one can relax and let go of all the negativity. You are not alone, friend. I hope you know that." - anonymous sadshark "An Era to Be." is a collection of prose written by a lonely human-shark hybrid who wishes to remain anonymous under the name "sadshark". The creature has one deep desire: to be seen not as a predator of the sea, but as an ally to the human race. Because the anonymous sadshark cannot communicate with humans very well, it can only express their true feelings through its works. These prose dive into heavy and complex topics such as society, human cruelty, heartbreak, betrayal, and many others. By putting its emotions in the form of words on paper, it helps the creature feel more human and accepted by those around it, even though they know no one will because it will always be seen as different.