💗Fluff and lemon stories based off of the Marvel comics ,and Spiderman into the spider verse!💗Will contain hard core smut (with warning)💗Requests (any characters ) are open.💗This is my first wattpad story so please cut me some slack lol but I hope you enjoy.
A king writes letters to his lost lover.A collection of free verses, prose poetry, and epistles.• Coffee Community Reading List Feature
Aya is miserable at her job. She's thinking of quitting, but can't seem to realize the idea, until she comes across a newspaper editorial telling her exactly to do just that.She knows the editorial is not written for her, but it sounds like it is written by her. The words, the emotions feel like hers.Maybe Modern Mr. Darcy, the editorial's author, has some sort of magical superpower.Inspired by the editorial, Aya goes from quitting her job, to flying to Batanes for a must-needed vacation.There she meets Marco, a carefree guy who gets high with adventure and who appears to be someone she can have a no-strings-attached kind of fun.Because what happens in Batanes stays in Batanes.Or not.
Jen and Brandon are like peanut butter & jelly on a school day and ice cream & sprinkles on a summer day.They are the best pair, until suddenly they're not.Their friendship is in danger of falling apart, and Jen needs to sort her feelings out.Then Stefan re-enters the picture.He's the summer fling, the one mistake, and the heartbreak-that-happened. But he can help Jen fix this, right?When things suddenly become even more complicated, Jen realizes that she needs to get her act together and to make up her mind before it's too late.After all, drama and complications are part of growing up, right?
Some of them beg for their life. I don't feel sad, I don't feel anything.
Dave Claremont is the teen idol everyone loves.Or so he thinks.In order to save face after his drunk video went viral, and to land the lead role in the movie adaptation of Levels, Dave must take part in a two-month volunteer program with Mulberry High Theatre Club.But Cassie Brown isn't a fan of the idea.As the president of the theatre club, all she wants is to deliver a historic year-end presentation.And teen heartthrob Dave Claremont is just one major distraction.Or so she thinks.
but you see, there is a graveyard in my mouth, filled with words that have died on my lips. © 2020 mia ruby jane | all rights reserved [ a poetry collection ]
He came like a spark igniting a fire waiting to be lit. A speck of emotion that unknowingly evolved into something that consumed my whole being. But to ashes is how our love turned to be and these words are the remnants of the flame we danced with. These are Letters to Rael and welcome to the ruins we have become.
a collection of unique poetry fueled by random deep emotions and thoughts that sometimes sound unsettling.eldest thought daughter.
unlove me, i dare you !© 2020 mia ruby jane | all rights reserved.[ a poetry collection ]
mostly therapeutic word vomit. I hope you enjoy ❤️
svt - tbz | fanfiction oneshotswelcome to chaos aka my word vomit/idea outlet. word count :: n-a[ lowercase intended. ] - byyinn, 2022-2024
I always thought that once I'll have a chance to speak my mind, I'll speak it all and my mind shall be at peace. How wrong I was, for the more I got the chance, the more my mind got crowded with thoughts.Rankings:#1 in Wordvomit#32 in Reality#47 in Ramblings#110 philosophy#113 in Inspirations #255 In Poetry
"You're absolutely infuriating." He breathed out, pressing her body against the bookshelf with his own. His dark eyes brewed with irritation, and another emotion she couldn't quite decipher. "Trust me." She said, her chest heaving with every breath as her lips centimetres from his. "The feeling is mutual."Updates are every MondayHighest rankings5 in #wizard1 in #tom9 in #wizardingworld9 in #wizardsandwitches6 in #lordvoldemort8 in #muggle6 in #ravenclaw
#35 in English Non Fict (March '17)."Why do I feel like I lost him? He isn't mine to begin with." © Crowdstroia 2016. Image source: pinterest.
The stand alone fanfictions that have no chapters 2. Enjoy
Just like how we were forged in the elements that were scattered from the fiery throes of stars, she was molded in the places she has been, people she was with, and experiences she went through. She is words, stories, rhymes, phrases, and prose all at the same time; these are the stardust she's made of.
when the blazing sun setsand i'm alone with my mind,when the stars start to shineand the wounds ache with rhymes,a pen in one handthe other clutching my heart,this is how the tears evolve,the way i bleed, and the pain dissolvesa collection of poetry and prose:this is moonlit wounds and words
Harry Potter was thought to be an only child, that is, when Dumbledore finds out that there is another Potter. Archer Potter is Harry's twin. When the twins get to Hogwarts, everyone is shocked to see that they look nothing like Lily and James; Red eyes, pale skin, black hair, and an odd talent to talk to Snakes. In fact, they aren't Potters at all. . .DISCLAIMER: I don't own Harry Potter, though I wish that I did. I only own the OC's in this story and the plot. Thank You!HIGHEST RANKING: #6 in manipulativedumbledore#4 in darklord#4 in lordvoldemort