Have you ever woken up to the thought of scribbling down your dream because it was simply amazing - only to wake up once again?Hi! I am Doofus, and I suffer from Sleep Paralysis and Vivid Dreams Syndrome. This means that I see dreams that feel so real, that they can make you question reality. Paralyzed in Dreamland is a collection of some of my vivid dreams - expressed in the form of humorous, yet thought-provoking short stories.From the best-selling author of Heart Broken Musings and The Things We Do for Love, comes an unputdownable collection of fifteen short stories - based on his actual dreams. The stories are narrated by Doofus; the protagonist, and revolve around various themes like friendship, love, family, religion, career, society, fantasies, and the world at large. Being the literal transcription of the author's dream, each story goes through bizarre twists and turns, providing the reader with an escape from their monotonous reality.About the author:Raunak Agarwal is a storyteller and poet based in Kolkata, India. One of the most popular bloggers on Instagram with over 50,000 followers, Raunak considers himself as a jack of all trades, who is slowly, but steadily working towards becoming the master of all of them. He is an avid dreamer (quite literally) and he often turns his bizarre dreams into thoughtful and funny short stories. When he's not writing, or dreaming, or making his readers swoon over his poetry, he runs a tax-consultancy firm along with his father. To stay in touch with him, you can follow him on Instagram (@rk_writes95) or visit https://raunakagarwal.com
(Highest till now: #11)Poetry is when an emotion has found its thought; and the thought has found WORDS. As rightly quoted "A good friend is equal to a library." The inspiration for posting my poems is my best friend. I would thank her all through my life. Enjoy reading my words in "MERAKI"..
It started with nothing more than a news story, but for Kelly Hunter, this story will become a reality. No one ever believes they will be abducted. Everyone says it won't happen to them. Nothing could prepare Kelly for the nightmares to come. From terror to heartache to the most unexpected betrayal, Kelly must try to find a way out of her own personal Hell. It's a race against the clock for Kelly's father, a local police officer, as he desperately tries to find his daughter, not knowing the unpredictable actions of the kidnapper. Will Kelly's father be able to save Kelly in time, or will she forever be kidnapped?
•Fluffy cute imagines about a certain gunslinger we all know and love ;3•There will be NO spoilers•I will also do Head Cannons occasionally Please enjoy!!•{this is my first fanfic so please don't mind any mistakes or silly mess-ups!}
After a very eventful fifth year, Loretta Fernsby is ready to take on her responsibilities as the keeper of Hogwarts in her sixth year. That is, if she doesn't get distracted by the ever-so-charming Sebastian Sallow. She expects her sixth year to be a tad uneventful now that Ranrok and Rookwood are gone. However, when there is light there is also darkness. She soon realizes that she is not alone.This is a Sebastian Sallow x Fem!ocAs described in the summary above, this story is starting after the fifth year that we play in the games so there will be SPOILERS recalling certain events.This fanfic is meant to be a story filled with adventures, laughs, and fluff that makes one cackle with laughter, or swing their legs while reading it. Overall, a wholesome fic for those who have a love for the Hogwarts Legacy universe and its characters!I sincerely hope that you enjoy this story as much as I enjoy writing it. Feel free to add your thoughts while reading whether hilarious or just plain questionable, I thoroughly enjoy seeing others have a blast with the things I write. *The Wizarding World and its characters are owned and trademarked by Warner Bros. Portkey Games. ** Characters such as Loretta Fernsby, Adelia Gilmore, and Milly Green and the storyline are owned by me.
"Just a few minutes ago, a body was found in the middle of the street..."The reporter trailed off, and Dazai's ears rung.---When a murderer is loose in Yokohama, killing females at any time of the day, Dazai has to deduce the killer's identity with a certain someone from the Port Mafia. ---This is my Soukoku oneshot, please refrain from posting it anywhere else. My original work is posted on Wattpad. If you are reading this somewhere else, please report it and read the original.Artwork is not mine, credits to the artist.dazaischuuya_
What you know as a Religion in a world today is just somebody's belief system. Somebody believe God is round somebody believes God is square, somebody believes God is with hands, If I believe God has no hands and go to a temple where an idol is placed of a God has four hands and cut out hands with no intent to damage god just to make him the way he really is without hands, because I believe God has no hands. next day people want to cut off my hands, simply because people believe one thing and I believe in something else. as long as people believe in something conflict is inevitable. when I believe what I believe is right, I will try to manifest it, I will try to make it a common thing everywhere. once I believe what I believe is the truth naturally I will try to impose it to other people. I don't call it imposition I call it saving you from ignorance. but you will get hurt because any imposition hurts. when you resist I will use other methods to put it on you. Religion is not about a belief system all religions started as a method to turn inwards. it is an inward step which is taken only by an individual. it is a very intimate thing. it can only be concerned with you, nothing to do with anybody else. we want to do our religion on the outside world it cannot be done in the outside world. If you become truly religious you must be beyond any conflict, both inside and outside. but a religion in the world is the most conflicting subject because If you have to take an inward step it is very difficult to do because you have to transform yourself. If you believe something you don't have to transform yourself. Everybody is following their belief in the outside world. that's the reason for the conflict. and when you really started being religious you will be free from every conflict inside or outside and there your Freedom begins.
She defied an empire.* * * *Five months after Krista and her band of gladiators delivered a swift and humiliating defeat to the Roman army, Krista has become the leader of a slave rebellion that travels across Rome, freeing slaves from their chains and killing their masters.Their numbers are growing vast as people flock to their cause.But in order to destroy her enemy Krista must become like them, placing a strain on her relationship with those she loves the most.Meanwhile, back in Rome, the Empress is devising her own plans for a swift victory as she conscripts vast legions from across the empire and calls on 'The Destroyer'. With a terrifying record of more than fifty bouts; no losses or draws, he is arguably the greatest Gladiator ever to have lived. But as war starts to loom a new enemy shall present itself to Krista. One that is more deadly than Rome itself and threatens to take the very thing that matters most to the Gladiatrix. ****Treachery, murder and lies are only a few of the things Krista will have to navigate as she searches for who she is, and all she can become if she is to succeed. . . . . as all roads lead to Rome, and a war that will shape the world.________________________________________________________Deos Fortioribus adese - The gods are on the side of the stronger________________________________________________________Book 2 of the Gladiator series and sequel to 'Gladiator of Rome'.All Rights Reserved.
My brother once told me that I would one day hate myself for leaving and that is partly true. I mean what type of sister was I if I left home and never looked back without so much of a guilty thought. I would be exactly the same as him the hypocritical git. When I was five years old my brother left home well more like ran away and went to live with his best friend. Leaving me the innocent baby sister to the darkness of my parent's teachings. I grew up believing that muggles were dirty and the only way was pureblood. Until one day when I was ten I bumped into the same person who left me in a coffee shop.