Wattpadshortstories Stories

Here are a collection of some short stories that I have written. Some may have multiple parts. There's more to come soon :)

its the shortest story in the world

Year 11 highschool HSC assignment.

* Completed * Kayla Hall is on her way home, when thunder strikes and the rain falls out of the sk hitting the pavement. She finds her way to a small coffeeshop. There she meets a tall, dark and handsome guy named Jacob Harris. I don't own the photos displayed in this story. I use them to give an image to the characters I use in this book. ©️All Rights Reserved - September 2020

* Completed * Kayla Hall writes a letter to her ex-boyfriend Ryan. Her sister Amy encourages Kayla to do so, because Amy thinks Ryan should know the truth and a letter is a splendid idea. When ready, Amy forces Kayla to bring her letter to him in person. I don't own the photos displayed in this story. I use them to give an image to the characters I use in this book. ©️All Rights Reserved - September 2020

She was broken by unfortunate events that happened years before. She believes she's the worst possible human on earth. Yet, someone loves her.

WATTPADESL WINNER OF THE A2E 2022 CONTEST. During a certain hour of the day, when everything comes to a halt, our protagonist discovers he alone can save his people from death. Please note this was written for a contest, hence it's a short story. CHAPTERS 2-4 Romance is in the air. Couples are tasked with different challenges. To undergo the extreme task of being matched with their worst enemy, entering a place filled with ghosts, and dealing with an unrequited love.

A story about a love in a different dimension. 📷 Michael Block on Pexels

Letter to my ex contest Words are never spoken and a wish never made. I left everything in a letter he will never read. A thank you for a memory that can never be replaced. (C) Copyright reserved - Otsana Stories The author expressly asserts all intellectual property and moral rights over this work. Infringement may lead to civil action, with associated potential financial penalties that may be imposed by a Court, including disgorgement of profits and cost orders against the defendant.

A short story on lucid dreaming. 📷 Element5 Digital & Andrea Piacquadio on Pexels

Short stories

Sleep offers no safety here. When a woman finds herself standing outside her own body, slumped in the creaking chair beneath her cedar-scented throw, she knows something is wrong-but not just wrong... warped. The house doesn't breathe; it suffocates. The wallpaper curls inward, the wind screams with fists, and the silence carries weight. Her dog, Petunia, senses it first. The growl, the bark, the relentless pacing-all warnings. But it's already inside. The tapping starts-soft, rhythmic, calculating. Then scratching. Then shattering glass and the sound of reality collapsing inward. The room bends. The hallway vanishes into black. And behind her, something ancient presses against the veil. This isn't just a dream. It's a breach. And she's not alone in the house anymore. When the window explodes and her dog risks everything to protect her, she's forced to choose: stay and surrender... or bleed her way to freedom. But freedom isn't clean. It's torn skin and blood-soaked arms. It's ancient rot and the scent of something buried in silence. It's running from a house that no longer knows her name-but still remembers her shape. Because some things don't need doors to get in. And when night falls, the tapping returns. Still. Waiting. Now, I ask of you three wishes to be granted: 1. Vote 2. Comment 3. Share with your family and friends. Thank you! Talk to you soon.

Prompt: 'It's not always the Prince who slays the dragon...' 500 words max.

Do you ever feel like, everything would have been different if just some tiny things would have worked differently? It's true, a minute break in a glass is enough for it to shatter one day. this is a short story about a boy who decides to meet his ex. His ex pays him a visit at his home, and then comes melancholy.

Love never truly dies.

Yes. You read it. That's the name of the book. Go Ahead. Roast me. I won't take anything personal (that's a big ass lie if you haven't detected the sarcasm yet). This book just comprises the most random stories you can fish out from the nooks and corners of my decaying, old, uninspired 16-year-old brain. YES. I'm so uninspired, even the plots aren't mine. My otherworldly thumbs clicked on the search bar and filled it in with tumblr.com even before my brain could comprehend what was happening. But . BUT! Something got me thinking - sheesh, why can't I start a book with the most absurd prompts from Tumblr and add in a bit of my utterly unclever insanity to it? Yes. I was that uninspired (again), I decided tormenting and ruining everyone's day with my itty bitty stories was productive. But hey, you've come so far (stealing every Youtuber's subscription intro), don't be lazy. Lift that weird-ass thumb of yours and just press read so that you can contemplate why you pressed read. Well, I guess I might not be tormenting a lotta people since this book might probably go undiscovered (that's for the best, believe me) but, read it at your own risk. (Yes. This is an initiative by the CIA to tap into your minds and your mobile phones to expose your search history to your family.)

sometimes, you can wake up at 3:00 and be able to write millions of stories.

// An everlasting love, no matter how badly those involved wish to change their past //

Horror, comedy, tense

Stories, of all kinds. Exciting, inspiring, adventurous, sensual, tragic, sad, fiction, non-fiction, funny, historical. A compilation, which I hope dear reader, you will enjoy reading as much as I have creating them. Homage is always made to words, those glorious creations by which we communicate and live. Enjoy the adventure.