Writerlife Stories

< This is a kind of ｡.°˚ journal entry I wrote randomly, based on some deep thoughts or short story. It might not be for everyone. > ᥫ᭡.

A short, bittersweet and ironic story about a man trying to write the Great Novel - and failing gloriously. Or not failing at all.

The hallway is narrow and warped, its wooden floor bending under every cautious step. Faded wallpaper curls away from the walls like peeling skin, revealing dark symbols carved deep beneath the surface. A cold draft moves through the space, carrying the scent of damp earth and old perfume. The portraits lining the walls seem to watch silently, their cracked eyes following anyone who passes. Every inch of the hallway feels alive, holding its breath as if waiting for something to happen.

In the heart of rural India, Ravi, a determined student from a humble background, battles societal norms and systemic challenges to pursue his education. "The Last Benchers" is a poignant tale of resilience, highlighting the disparities in the education system and the indomitable spirit of those who dare to dream beyond their circumstances

Jack can't possibly be soulmates with the famous Holden Robinson, right? ♤♤♤

Mira writes about love she's never received and silence she's grown used to. An orphan who found her world in words, she carries chaos in quiet grace - until Kabir walks in. Kabir Malhotra, a man who commands storms in boardrooms but hides warmth behind his confidence, never believed love could be real - not until her. When two people carrying different kinds of loneliness cross paths, their worlds start to blur - between words left unsaid and feelings written in secret. In a world that rushes to move on, theirs is a story that lingers... A story written not in promises, but in moments - forever in between lines.

What happens when you have dreams on a specific date of every month and all of them come true?

When the lanterns forget their light, monsters remember their hunger. In a world where moonlight reveals what daylight hides, Kael Avenhart walks a dangerous line between human and something far older. By day, villages seem peaceful. By night, those same people may shed their skins and hunt. Omens roam the land - creatures born from forgotten promises, sealed tragedies, and echoes of a light the world no longer understands. To protect the innocent, Kael must hunt them down one by one... even when some still smile like humans. Guided by strangers, haunted by dreams, and chased by forces that judge by aura alone, Kael journeys through mountains, ruins, and moonlit roads - searching not just for answers, but for the truth behind the light that chose him. This is a story of battles and blood, quiet kindness, broken gods, terrible jokes in the middle of danger, and a boy who keeps walking forward even when the dark answers back. 🌑 Dark fantasy | Action | Tragedy | Comedy 🌕 Moonlit monsters & cursed villages 🔥 Slow-burn lore, heavy symbolism, emotional fights Some lights were never meant to last. Some monsters were never meant to exist.

A spinoff of "Lovely," by Twenty One Pilots. Enjoy! (The verses are not to be read in rhythm with the actual song, just so you know😉)

My journey in reading an writing! How I fell in love with expressing emotions through books and and the dangerous beauty of feeling too much and the fragile pieces of myself I found hidden in every story. Oh, and some tips as well!✨🌸

i'm out here living my life but i'm also here to rant about it. {a rant, thought and advice book.} © 2017 antoanaxo

She was the silent observer, the emotional writer, the girl who loved too quietly. Yuki never just needed to be seen-she just wanted to feel everything, to hold it close and write it down. While others laughed, forgot, and moved on, she wrote their names into permanence. Her love wasn't loud; it was ink-stained, tear-blurred, and tucked between pages no one ever read. This is not a story of romantic love-it's about the kind of love writers give without asking. The kind that hurts. The kind that stays. And in the end, you'll realise-Yuki was never just a character. She was the author's reflection.

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