John was given a second chance to love and to lose her again. Originally published on Wattpad.
John was given a second chance to love and lose her again.
John was given a chance to love and lose her again.
"Trust me." He said. "Trust me." She said. She found her hero, and so did he.
"...Are you okay?" Croaky voice, probably from screaming or crying too much. "Yes." Even though she had lost everything but her life, she was okay. Because she was breathing, warm and still alive. Yes, they were the same. They only wanted to live.
Chapter three of the novel I posted previously. Do check out the prologue, chapter 1 and 2 before reading this!
An attempt on the prompt "Magical Kiss where a sudden change is brought upon."
Thoughts and poems when I feel really down
Chapter two of my previously posted novel. Summary posted along with prologue.
White Hell, is a huge prison built on a wasteland that no longer has any buildings left after the earthquake that sunk 70% of the land five years ago. It's a constituent where prisoners with serious crimes are placed in. (Full summary inside)
In the current world we live in, everyone has a mask of their own. It comes with all types, shapes, colours. Nah, I was just kidding. You can't see them straight away with naked eyes. You -- feel them.
Your identity is stolen. Your familes, friends and even your lover doesn't know you and instead accepts the fake 'you' as you. In a world where your existence is nothing and you're no longer you, that is my fear
He was a fallen reporter, who longs for peace than anything else in the world. But it was never granted as his world crumbled away. He had nothing left but the satisfaction of a writer before jumping into the dark and lonely abyss where sinners lie.
Have you ever encounter such a moment before? When you're looking at him and he's already staring? That moment is what this story is about, in a more attractive and descriptive way.
I'm a nameless little flower, fragile and weak. I'm desperate to live and so, I will cling to anything, even if it's pain. I will abandon everything just to live. I don't want to die and be forgotten, but deep down I knew I was wiliting. Poem+Story
What life is. Comparison to simple things in life. A little motivational.
Humans are said to be beautiful creature. Or so they say.
Some things change, and it will never be the same. Even if you wished for it to return, it will never return. A sad story of you and him. Angsty and a little poetic. Short poem included aside from the short story.
A heartbreaking, negative story. Cruel, but truly shows how the world is now. Selfish, despicable human beings.
Clearly I remember,
Your sweet smiles, your warm touches and your wonderful voice.
Clearly I remember,...
Are kids actually really innocent? Who knows? ;)
It happened...again. Once again...it occurred once again. The same thing, the same cycle, the never-changing routine. How long has this cycle been going on and on?
Every single time...
"I can see your wings behind your back." He said to her.
"What are you talking about, humans don't have wings and I most definitely have no wings." Lucianna retorted....