Asterlyn Wisteria

YAYAYAY I'M BACK WITH A NEW SERIES!! 
          This is a collection of poems that I have been writing since 2022! I'm really excited to finally getting the courage to publish my poems that I wrote during times when I couldn't speak about my struggles. Hope that people who find these poems are able to feel these poems and not just read them! (^3^)/
          
          https://www.wattpad.com/story/409787750?utm_source=android&utm_medium=link&utm_content=story_info&wp_page=story_details_button&wp_uname=Asterlyn_wisteria

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FINALLYYYYY❗️The story that I have been dragging since last year has come to an END Read it?
          
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New chapters are out.
          The story sinks deeper now—truths surface, bonds strain, and silence starts to mean more than words.
          If you’ve been walking with Miroska and Vanya this far, this is where everything begins to shift.
          
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NEW CHAPTERS OUT NOW❗️❗️❗️❗️❗️❗️❗️
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New chapters out! 
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 New Story Out Now — “We’ll Touch the Falling Stars” 
          
          When love turns into obsession, art starts to decay.
          
          A tragic story about dreams, greed, and the price of beauty.
          Read it now if you love emotional, poetic, and painfully human stories. 
          
          https://www.wattpad.com/story/403830239

The final chapter is out! 
          https://www.wattpad.com/story/397685942

New Story: Mind in Spirals: i remember dying every life 
          
          She runs down the stairs, her brother in her arms,
          her mother bleeding behind her,
          and her father no longer human.
          
          Then—silence.
          Then—she wakes up.
          
          The house resets, but something feels wrong.
          Memories bleed through. The fear never fades.
          And the truth is buried somewhere in the spiral.
          
          > A haunting tale of trauma, memory, and the night she can’t escape.
          Was it memories?
          Or a just a nightmare?
          Either way, can she ever even escape it?