This is a short story; an echo of a poem already shared, where the lines learned how to breathe, linger, and become something fuller.

This poem/sonnet is about the love and importance of roses, and how they're known as the ultimate symbolic motifs in famous fairy tales that we have heard, read and seen in various forms.

When Hope Mikaelson killed Landon Kirby to unlock her full Tribrid power, she silenced her humanity and buried her grief. But the dead don't always stay dead. Weeks later, the Super Squad makes a shocking discovery-Landon is alive, scarred but breathing, carrying memories of both his death and Hope's betrayal. With her humanity still off, Hope is colder and more dangerous than ever, and the people who once called her family are forced to confront her head-on. But nothing is simple. Landon's return raises questions no one can answer: Why did he survive when no one else ever has? What ties still bind him to Hope, even after death? And how long can the squad hold together when the person they're trying to save is also the person who might destroy them? Love, loyalty, and power collide as Hope faces the one thing she's been running from-herself.

This short story is one of my most unique works. This is a backstory for supporting characters of my online Wattpad novel, The Mystical Dreamcatcher. The story is about the Moirai sisters aka the Goddesses of Fates from Greek Mythology, and how they're living in the post - mdoern era in Brooklyn, NYC. We have all seen different versions of the Goddesses of Fates in various Greek stories, and also movies and series such as Disney's Hercules animated film and DC's the Sandman series on Netflix, Blood of Zeus animated series (also by Netflix), and they were often represented as evil characters. However, in this story, they almost have that kind of element, but they're actually on the good side. When you read this story, you'll find out for yourself, give it a try.

A person in an abandoned hospital hears their own name and realizes something is mimicking their voice. They then see a smiling double of themselves and understand the truth: the copy has escaped, and they are the one now trapped in the dark place.

A young writer tries to find her voice in the midst of being haunted by her own self-criticisms as she thought she could change the world someday but doubts every word she writes but when somebody she once knew comes back in her life, even just for a few moments, her perspective starts to change and she finally starts to realize her true potential and what can offer to the world. Guided by love and courage, she learns to push past the anxiety and perfectionism and rediscover what inspired her to write in the first place.

What does it mean to have an unwanted guest in someone's life and all they want to do is get rid of them but can't? The invisible chaos, the stranger I never asked to join, and the one who stays throughout this lifetime. It is my greatest enemy but also my greatest teacher as it's taught me that true healing begins when I decide it's time to stop pretending everything is fine. Speaking in truth will never be done in silence, as it takes several pushes and shoves to finally fight back and take back control. This unwanted stranger isn't easy to kick out as it stays in the back of my mind constantly. I don't need an angel to blind this creature, I am becoming the angel in the dead of night who shines its glorious light against this darkness.

This is a short excerpt/poem/composition that I have written during my time at home on winter break.

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I wrote a short story using a Reedsy prompt. I believe it was something along the lines of: Write a story about a character receiving an item that grants wishes. And the prompt may have included rules about a minimum of wishes, or word count. Often these prompts will also include requirements for a minimum amount of conflict, or a twist of some kind. This was my story for that. I will also include a link to my personal pinterest mood board for the brainstorming process of this story. That way you can see the whole thing that led to my final piece. I think a story itself is always just one piece of a universe being built, here is that universe.

In this note we dive into the wonder and world of the Stygianus Tribe. The galactic travelers of Mythrendar™️

Vin Takanashi Chapter 1 In this chapter you will be introduced to Vin, his family, and you will be able to peer into his life.

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Story of a lost Chihuahua deep in the wood .How lost dogs act when they are lost Tips on how to safelly get them back home

Imagine your veins were replaced with wires, your eyes would become lenses, your skin metal, and your heart and brain replaced by code. How would you view humanity then? What would other men become to you? I wonder...

A woman grieves over a lost companion who left them. The friend did not notice what hit them until the very end.

For ten years, the calendar had a shadow. Once a month, like a dark lunar cycle, I would fall asleep and wakeup in the same house. The architecture was never quite clear, a blur of beige hallways and heavy oak doors but the atmosphere was razor sharp. It was the scent of cold floor wax and the crushing weight of pure, primal terror.

Donald J. Trump announced on a cold January night, not from a ballroom, but from a factory floor in Ohio. The cameras caught steel dust in the air and a row of tired faces behind him. He did not talk about himself. He talked about price tags. Gas. Groceries. Rent. He talked about borders and ballots in the same breath. He talked about the quiet people who had learned to stop arguing online and start voting early.

Emma had read about girls falling into other worlds before. She liked the genre even. Where the female lead would find herself either beloved or hated-she liked the villainess ones especially- and they would triumph over someone trying to take them out. Maybe fall in love while they're at it and gain the respect of all those around them. That's not what happens to her...

Episode One: The Birth of the Damned Cormac Blackfeather inherits the Carnival from his mother, the infamous Mother Carnage, whose final ritual promised eternal life and fortune for the midway. Before the horrified guests, lightning strikes her form—she vanishes into smoke, leaving only silence. The performers scatter, abandoning the cursed circus. Desperate to rebuild, Blackfeather wanders into desolation, chasing whispers of new talent. There he finds the Twins of Carnage—Grin and Grimace, clowns whose laughter masks something darker. Their casting ceremony binds them to the midway, sealing their fate. Together, they set out toward the next town, the Carnival’s hunger pulling them onward.