Experiencing Stories

Rinah works as the personal maid of an old man from a wealthy family. When he dies and leaves her an inheritance, she agrees to a fake marriage with the youngest son, Radrie, for her protection. As the tension between them grows, how will she protect herself?

This will have documented encounters with the creepypastas, and this is ur choice to read, so its not my fault if/when something happens to you!! This will kinda be like an online journal just in case I lose mine. Good luck in this rabbit hole... -AL3X

မိုး (ရတီ) အတွေ့အကြုံကိုပြောပြပေးမှာပါ... အကြံပြုပြောသားချက်များသာ...

This book is a collection of thoughts on what it means to live, to feel, and to grow through the quiet and loud moments that shape a person. It explores love, pain, loss, hope, and everything in between, not as a story with a beginning and end, but as fragments of real human experience. These are reflections on life as it is lived, not as it is idealized.

live laugh write a lot of poems and cry after. magic of words - poetry anthology cover by TheTigerWriter on Wattpad (this poetry book has most of my old work - more recent poetry is still in the making and yet to be published)

This story is wild, gay, and funny asf and I hope you enjoy it as much as I enjoyed making it😂😂😂💖💖💖

Some families have a skeleton in the closet. Ours has a graveyard under the rosebushes. Thirty years ago, a simple, beautiful, well-spoken girl, Lata Singha, was attacked and killed by her ex-lover, Vikram. Somehow, Yuvraj Singha finds a job in our household, while we fear the worst causes for the disappearances and accidents of members of our family. If there is some secrets buried in the pages of history, how far do I have to go to reach the entire truth? The case is not just a question of wealth; the entire history sheds light on ancestry and double-faced rivals we anticipated as dear friends. All these questions can fragment relations and destroy our lives, but we have to be prepared for all odds. This is our only opportunity to wash off the sins and the smell of guilt, our only chance to understand this situation. So sit back, or curl up on your bed, to explore an exciting tale of the most enigmatic family in the world.

The B.A.L are hitting it off with another successful start to the year with their production. They stand for "Betterment of All Life" But whose life are they Improving? These numbers now have names.. these names once were numbers... Worth and value have become enemies, Revenge and wrath become friends, who holds the key to escape? ....is there a key?

This is not fiction, all the scenes are really happened in my senior high school days. I write this one because I wanted to share the experience I had during this years. The people who was part of my journey. The unexpected moments I experienced. Also, I write this one because I wanted to treasure all the memories I shared with the people involved in this story. I'm counting on your support for me. Thank you and God bless.

Not every story is written to be read. Some are written to be felt. Voices Unveiled is a collection of conversations, reflections, and quiet truths where writers open up about their journeys, their words, and the emotions behind them. Through these interviews, you step beyond the stories and into the minds of the people who created them their struggles, their inspirations, and the moments that shaped their voice. This is not just about writing. It's about the people behind it. 🌷 Real voices. Real stories. Real connection.

Me is a gentle, reflective poetry collection drawn from real moments of living, noticing, and becoming. Written across different seasons of life, these poems speak through ordinary objects and quiet situations to reveal emotional truths we often carry without naming. From love and loss to growth, memory, and resilience, each poem observes the human experience with honesty and tenderness. A chair, a window, a road, a room - simple things become voices for what the heart is trying to understand. These poems are for readers who appreciate thoughtful, contemporary poetry that lingers softly rather than loudly. Me is not a set of answers, but a series of recognitions - small mirrors held up to everyday life. Whether read slowly or all at once, this collection invites you into moments that feel personal, familiar, and quietly transformative.

Some people express their pain through screams, while others carry it in silence. As a child, I could not understand those quiet tears, but as I grew older, I learned why. Because not everyone cries out loud.

This autobiography tells the story of my real-life experiences, filled with emotional highs and lows. It may not be a fairytale, but I hope it inspires you and brings a smile to your face.

'The Stillness of Soul' is a collection of poems that explore the intricacies of life, death, and the human experience. These poems are born from my own journey, woven from threads of personal reflection, emotion, and introspection. I share them with you in the hope that they may resonate, comfort, or challenge your own perceptions of existence. Passe du bon temps (have a good time) 💋✨

Zhyna, a dedicated and driven high school student who had long been disillusioned with the concept of love due to past traumas. However, everything changed when she met Ethan, a student-athlete.

Rory and Ian used to share tales and experiences under a 'flower tree' when they were kids. Now that they are adults, they decide to retell those tales, at the same place, with no knowledge about the potential danger awaiting them. ( WARNING: SICKNESS, VIOLENCE, MENTIONS OF ABUSE, BLOOD AND GORE, SELF HARM AND SUICIDE, ETC ) ( DANDY'S WORLD IS OWNED BY BLUSHCRUNCH STUDIOS. I OWN THE AU AND MADE THE ART. )

Across cities and nations, the truth is breaking. Once hidden now resurfaced, leaving chaos and unanswered questions in its wake. Charles, a 29 year old detective known for chasing the impossible, finds himself at the center of the storm. His reputation for solving cases others abandon makes him the perfect target and the perfect witness to something far greater than crime itself. As he uncovers secrets that links to his cases, Charles begins to realize the point of his investigation, it's not just about crime that he's dealing with. Whatever lies beneath these clues are-or whoever planted them, wanted him to find them. Each discovery feels deliberate, as if the truth itself is guiding him towards something he's not meant to see. The deeper he goes, the more he senses that the line between hunter and hunted fades. And when the world around him is shifting into something darker, the people he trusted vanishes. When silence learns to speak in codes, The truth wears faces none recall, The light will fracture. Like a dream that never folds, but breaks where truth ends.

Experiences that I choose to confront

In her memories "...when you felt that your existence is nothing new to the world but you grab hold of it like living it for the first time."She laughed menacingly hard, her eyes darkened and the proper demeanour diminished. "When you felt like intervening for no good reason." "When you felt like you know what will happen next." "When you felt like going with the flow, those mind tricks." "I do appreciate an explanation towards things that cannot be explained. But I'll still believe it nonetheless. " she said calmly "Camille, hmm?" she mumbled quietly, tasting that name in her tongue. "And when you realise that everything was not real."

Sugandha live in Delhi and is known in friend circle as maneater. All her women friends try their level best to keep their husbands in check around her. She has an open relation with her childhood friend sambhav, who never questions her many transgression in their relation but is her slave. Then one fine day Sambhav is diagnosed with cancer and ask his elder cousin to not only look after Sugandha but also his business, where Sugandha is 50 percent share holder. He hate Sugandha and can't stand her but can never say no as is greatly in debited to Sambhav for his support to his family during his absence. There was a time when she was growing up he used to find her seductively beautiful but not now. All he can see is a debauch women with no morals and character.He never understood the relation between Sambhav and Sugandha, but wanted to actually know, what is of any worth in her, whereas Sambhav is worthiness personified.