Toolate Stories

She's just an average vampire trying to fit into the human world. He's the vampire Prince and next vampire king. He doesn't have to try, he just happens to fit in. With all those good looks no one should be surprised! He's a hot, cocky and self-centred 6'5 epitome of royalty. Seth McQueen is his name and flirting is his game. Once he gets in your pants he treats you like an old door mat. He's 26 in human years and has no consideration for anyone whosoever they might be. She looks like 20 year old woman, has a fairly good figure, really pretty and confident underneath that shell. Chelsea Leigh is a bad ass who happens to hate snobs who think everyone should bow down to them and lick their feet. In this case it's his...hmm... Never mind. What happens. When they meet? Oh... I'll tell you... They hate each other. What happens when the Vampire King finds out about their encounter and decides it's his time to deceive his son, the arrogant Vampire Prince? Will they hate each other through the long run or will they fall deeply in love? Cover done by: WoodenSky...

Sometimes love doesn't end because feelings disappear. It ends because effort does. She gave him her heart when he needed it most. He walked away when she needed him. This is a story about loving deeply, losing painfully, and learning that healing begins the moment you choose yourself. He came back with apologies... But by then, she had already healed. A short heartbreak-to-healing story about timing, regret, and self-worth. Status: Completed Genre: Romance | Heartbreak | Healing

--- > 💗 They were once strangers bound by vows, now lovers lost in silence. He left without warning, leaving her tangled between love and resentment. Six months later, he's back - with rumours, secrets, and the same eyes that still make her heart betray her mind. Because some vows don't die... they just wait to burn again. 🔥 ---

overcome struggles.

Kabit. Third party. Home wrecker. In every story, there will always another woman who will enter in a relationship just only for two. They're the typical third party - the mistress who will ruin a relationship. Mostly, they're in the form of a woman. It so rare to encounter such things for opposite gender, but there are cases that exist. And I think I was one of them. I'm becoming that kind of man. "I can endure everything, Red. I can be your lover, your paramour, your little dark secret. I can be anything just to say with you. Kahit kaunting o-oras mo lang sa'kin, tatanggapin ko. Ayos na sa'kin pero h-hindi ko kayang mawala ka sa'kin. Tangina, payag akong maging kabit mo basta huwag mo 'kong iwan." Tangina, kaya kong maging kabit niya. To think that I could endure being such a third party for her never crossed my mind, but to hell with that. I am desperate. If this is my karma, then I can accept everything. Ipagsisiksikan ko yung sarili ko sa buhay niya kahit bawal, kahit mali. If this is the only way I can be with her, then I can settle for this. Kaya kong maging kabit para sa kaniya.

Life & regrets. Apologies & promises. We all try to push away the people who care about us. We force them to leave us.

When all you can do is watch what you've lost and let all that was left behind consume you.. The feelings I feel, That I felt, That I live in..

She supported him. She stood by him. And he still never noticed her. And now, he has a girlfriend. "All at once, everything is different. Now that I see you." Will Adrien see the light?

Too Late

Ethan and Lily thought their love would last forever-until life pulled them apart. Years later, they find themselves working together, forced to navigate the tension of a past neither of them has truly moved on from. As old feelings resurface, so do unspoken regrets. But some chances don't come twice, and time has a way of running out

Loving someone is not a curse, It's a blessing. Saying it out loud is not a weakness, It's a strength. And It's All About The Timing.

At the end of the fairytale "Rapunzel", Rapunzel and her prince return to their kingdom, where they supposedly live happily ever after. But the fate of the witch, Mother Gothel, is not mentioned. This is an alternate ending to the fairytale in which Gothel reappears... and it isn't pretty. I don't own "Rapunzel". And this is not in any way based on the movie Tangled.

Absent-mindedly scribbling down words that came through my mind while I was thinking of you again, They say you're a lil' ugly, It's kinda true but I don't really agree, 'Cause each of us has a hidden beauty, All you gotta do is show it to me And the whole world will see Just how amazing you can be. Even with the heavy heart that I carried for a couple of months ever since it experienced it's first heartbreak from the potentially first boyfriend that I never had, I still managed to write a poem for him that I'll never give and show. Everybody was so shocked when they discovered who my 'Two-days, One-night boyfriend' really was. Well, I couldn't blame them ￣▽￣... Maybe if I was in their shoes, I would've reacted the same way. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Dearest Reader, This is Writer Ⓜ. I'm apologizing in advance if ever there are grammatical errors or typos. And if ever you find this story of mine very cliché, dramatic, and somehow annoying, I am deeply sorry for the cringe moments you may have in the near future. Well, that's if you read this story of mine ⊙ 3⊙ •Writer Ⓜ•

Enjoy my sadness put into text.

"He is long gone. Never to return to my arms. Perhaps in our next lifetime, you'll be in my embrace again." "By then, I vow to treat you better and love you deeper for eternity." His time was up too, when he made that oath. Several chances were given. Only left to waste. He gave him signs to be a better person-he chose to never redeem. Fate granted him a different course-an altercation to be with man he loves. Fate's gift to him was nothing but grieve and longing for his one true love. -------------------------- #29,30, 16, 2, 1 - toolatee (We reached the top spot!)

A diary of a gay boy

This is a story of unconditional love found after a loved one is gone and how our struggles don't define who we are.