sadrafts

I'm writing these words with an open heart. Maybe you've noticed–especially in Wicked Academy–that my books are filled with the passion I pour into them.
          	
          	I put a lot of effort, thought, and love into my stories. But lately, it feels like I'm writing only for myself. As if my words are falling into silence, into emptiness.
          	
          	Wicked Academy, in particular is really close to my heart. I've already built so much there, woven in so many details–and yet what's missing is the interaction, the echo, the feeling that someone is living in this world with me.
          	
          	What many of you might not know is this: I originally write my stories in German–and then fully translate them into English. That's double the work, which I do with great dedication and care.
          	
          	For a long time, I published chapters almost daily, pouring my heart into them, even neglecting my studies because writing and this world meant so much to me.
          	
          	And that's why it saddens me so deeply to see all of it just standing there–unnoticed, without a response, without resonance. There is so much magic in this story, so much beauty and uniqueness to feel. And I wish for nothing more than for someone to see it. To feel it with me.
          	
          	So I turn to you. If there are things you don't like–tell me. I'm open to feedback, suggestions, ideas, and I would truly love the chance to grow and improve through your input.
          	
          	I don't want to just write a book–I want to shape a world together with you. A world that stays alive through your thoughts, your emotions, and your imagination.
          	
          	But as long as I don't feel any kind of response, I honestly don't know if it's worth continuing here. I see that people are reading–yes–but without a sign from you, it all feels empty.
          	
          	That's why I won't continue updating chapters until I can feel that there are truly people who want to read more. People who want to dive into this world with me.
          	
          	Thank you for being here. And thank you if you help me not just create this world–but truly bring it to life.

Ladydarkwriter

@sadrafts telling you a part of me was a pleasure and a “duty”: I felt I had to move you and comfort you, but most of all make you feel understood. I would have wanted someone to write these words for me but in the end I had to find the strength myself.
          	  I promised myself that if someone had the same crisis as me, I would tell them what to do. I am so happy that you remembered why you write. Not for numbers (at least, not as a primary motivation) but for love. Be strong: crises are always around the corner but only by moving forward will you prove to yourself that that world is alive for you. I wish you all the best and good luck. I wish you to find those people and don't thank me, it was my pleasure to help you!
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sadrafts

@Ladydarkwriter I don’t know how to properly express how much your message meant to me. 
          	  
          	  Your words moved me more than I can express. Thank you for your kindness, your honesty, and especially for sharing a part of your own journey with me. 
          	  
          	  It’s rare to feel so understood, but your words reached me right where I needed them.
          	  
          	  There have been moments, especially recently, when the silence felt unbearable. When I questioned if it was foolish to keep pouring my soul into something that might never be seen. 
          	  
          	  But reading your message reminded me why I started in the first place. Not for numbers. Not for attention. But for love. For the world I’ve created and the characters who feel so alive to me.
          	  
          	  Thank you. Truly, from the bottom of my heart–thank you for taking the time not just to respond, but to feel what I wrote and reflect back with such sincerity.
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Ladydarkwriter

@sadrafts Don't stop, don't wait for others to come. If you really LOVE your story, if what you really feel is LOVE, then it is totally unconditional. And if it is unconditional, it means that you will find the strength to publish until the end. At a certain point in my life I realized that all these worries (legitimate for a writer, let's be clear) were leading me to "hate" writing. That's the real failure, in my opinion. Don't let people hate what you love or give up on you. Go, keep working, improve what you've done, and be brave until the end.
          	  What if others don't come? What if others don't like it? The real problem is not your story, the real problem is that if you continue to focus on this thought, then you will abandon what you love. And I am convinced that the last thing you want is this. People don't come? You answer to yourself "who cares, I want to write. I want to create, I want to love what I have done and no one can stop me". A writer does not seek approval, a writer puts those words on paper to leave a part of himself. Maybe you will have to suffer, you will still have to wait, but remember that the best things come after fighting many battles. Believe me, I spent more than 5 years of my life fighting against all this, against the temptation to give up. And when I returned to Wattpad, I cried and suffered because no one came to read, because people didn't SEE me. But then I chose to give priority to the love I feel for writing and to my goals. I told myself that no one can stop me and that fear must be defeated. You will have many crises like this, but every time you face one, you will always be stronger afterwards. 
          	  I wish you all the luck possible and I hope this message can be useful ♡
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sadrafts

I'm writing these words with an open heart. Maybe you've noticed–especially in Wicked Academy–that my books are filled with the passion I pour into them.
          
          I put a lot of effort, thought, and love into my stories. But lately, it feels like I'm writing only for myself. As if my words are falling into silence, into emptiness.
          
          Wicked Academy, in particular is really close to my heart. I've already built so much there, woven in so many details–and yet what's missing is the interaction, the echo, the feeling that someone is living in this world with me.
          
          What many of you might not know is this: I originally write my stories in German–and then fully translate them into English. That's double the work, which I do with great dedication and care.
          
          For a long time, I published chapters almost daily, pouring my heart into them, even neglecting my studies because writing and this world meant so much to me.
          
          And that's why it saddens me so deeply to see all of it just standing there–unnoticed, without a response, without resonance. There is so much magic in this story, so much beauty and uniqueness to feel. And I wish for nothing more than for someone to see it. To feel it with me.
          
          So I turn to you. If there are things you don't like–tell me. I'm open to feedback, suggestions, ideas, and I would truly love the chance to grow and improve through your input.
          
          I don't want to just write a book–I want to shape a world together with you. A world that stays alive through your thoughts, your emotions, and your imagination.
          
          But as long as I don't feel any kind of response, I honestly don't know if it's worth continuing here. I see that people are reading–yes–but without a sign from you, it all feels empty.
          
          That's why I won't continue updating chapters until I can feel that there are truly people who want to read more. People who want to dive into this world with me.
          
          Thank you for being here. And thank you if you help me not just create this world–but truly bring it to life.

Ladydarkwriter

@sadrafts telling you a part of me was a pleasure and a “duty”: I felt I had to move you and comfort you, but most of all make you feel understood. I would have wanted someone to write these words for me but in the end I had to find the strength myself.
            I promised myself that if someone had the same crisis as me, I would tell them what to do. I am so happy that you remembered why you write. Not for numbers (at least, not as a primary motivation) but for love. Be strong: crises are always around the corner but only by moving forward will you prove to yourself that that world is alive for you. I wish you all the best and good luck. I wish you to find those people and don't thank me, it was my pleasure to help you!
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sadrafts

@Ladydarkwriter I don’t know how to properly express how much your message meant to me. 
            
            Your words moved me more than I can express. Thank you for your kindness, your honesty, and especially for sharing a part of your own journey with me. 
            
            It’s rare to feel so understood, but your words reached me right where I needed them.
            
            There have been moments, especially recently, when the silence felt unbearable. When I questioned if it was foolish to keep pouring my soul into something that might never be seen. 
            
            But reading your message reminded me why I started in the first place. Not for numbers. Not for attention. But for love. For the world I’ve created and the characters who feel so alive to me.
            
            Thank you. Truly, from the bottom of my heart–thank you for taking the time not just to respond, but to feel what I wrote and reflect back with such sincerity.
Reply

Ladydarkwriter

@sadrafts Don't stop, don't wait for others to come. If you really LOVE your story, if what you really feel is LOVE, then it is totally unconditional. And if it is unconditional, it means that you will find the strength to publish until the end. At a certain point in my life I realized that all these worries (legitimate for a writer, let's be clear) were leading me to "hate" writing. That's the real failure, in my opinion. Don't let people hate what you love or give up on you. Go, keep working, improve what you've done, and be brave until the end.
            What if others don't come? What if others don't like it? The real problem is not your story, the real problem is that if you continue to focus on this thought, then you will abandon what you love. And I am convinced that the last thing you want is this. People don't come? You answer to yourself "who cares, I want to write. I want to create, I want to love what I have done and no one can stop me". A writer does not seek approval, a writer puts those words on paper to leave a part of himself. Maybe you will have to suffer, you will still have to wait, but remember that the best things come after fighting many battles. Believe me, I spent more than 5 years of my life fighting against all this, against the temptation to give up. And when I returned to Wattpad, I cried and suffered because no one came to read, because people didn't SEE me. But then I chose to give priority to the love I feel for writing and to my goals. I told myself that no one can stop me and that fear must be defeated. You will have many crises like this, but every time you face one, you will always be stronger afterwards. 
            I wish you all the luck possible and I hope this message can be useful ♡
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sadrafts

Follow me on Instagram [@ig.sadrafts] for exclusive behind-the-scenes content, sneak peeks, and edits. 
          
          It’s also a great space to share your thoughts, theories, and favorite moments with other readers.
          
          Let’s build this world together. Your ideas might even inspire what comes next.

sadrafts

Preview:
          
          "The only spell I need is the one that gets you out of that uniform," Jason murmured, his voice a low threat against her ear as he pressed her back against the wall. One hand braced beside her head. The other slid, slow and deliberate, beneath her skirt.
          
          "Funny," Stella flinched, her breath hitching as his hand glided higher. "I was just about to cast one that makes you disappear." But the words came out shakier than she'd intended, betraying the fire raging under her skin.
          
          Jason's lips brushed the edge of her ear, his chuckle vibrating against her skin. "Is that so?" His voice was smooth, teasing, yet edged with a filthy promise. "Go on then. Cast your little spell."
          
          His fingers moved more insistently now, each trace growing bolder as they brushed the sensitive skin of her inner thigh, leaving her breathless. She opened her mouth to reply, but all that came out was a shaky breath.
          
          Jason laughed softly, a dark sound filled with more arrogance and something far more dangerous. "Thought so." His hand snaked around her waist, yanking her flush against him. "You're trapped with me, princess."
          
          https://www.wattpad.com/story/310062297?utm_source=ios&utm_medium=link&utm_content=share_writing&wp_page=create&wp_uname=sadrafts

sadrafts

Themes: +18 Content, Enemies with Benefits, Roommates, Slow Burn, No Strings Attached, Opposite Attraction, Erotica, Humor, Hate to Love, Rivalry, Magic,...
          
          At Wicked Academy, two sworn enemies with intertwined secrets share a room. What happens when hatred turns into something deeper? For those craving a twist of forbidden romance, would you dare step into this world?
          
          Jason, a rebellious, fearless, and popular playboy who plays by his own rules, shatters one of the academy's rules-with Stella, of all people.
          
          As punishment, they are forced to share a room-a consequence neither of them saw coming.
          
          Stella, intelligent and reserved, usually avoids trouble by keeping her distance from reckless troublemakers like Jason and his clique.
          
          Jason, however, intends to make the most of it, eager to squeeze every ounce of advantage from the situation and turn Stella’s world upside down in its wake…
          
          Magic, mystery, rivalry, and a love that was never meant to exist. At Wicked Academy, falling for the enemy is the ultimate betrayal. Are you in?
          
          https://www.wattpad.com/story/310062297?utm_source=ios&utm_medium=link&utm_content=share_writing&wp_page=create&wp_uname=sadrafts

sadrafts

In this book, I have created a space where those thoughts and feelings can live. If they are not listened to in the world, they are here to be read, valued, and appreciated. 
          
          A collection of poems-A journey back to ourselves. It's an invitation to explore the depths of who we are, to uncover the pieces of our soul that have been hidden, neglected, or broken. It's about finding the courage to face the darkness within and the strength to emerge into the light.
          
          https://www.wattpad.com/story/253131217?utm_source=ios&utm_medium=link&utm_content=share_writing&wp_page=create&wp_uname=sadrafts