Firstattempt Stories

This is my art book! I will be posting all of my art here, digital or not <3

"I enjoy spending time with you Jules," he says into my hair. This obviously sends shivers through my whole body. Being the useless idiot that I am, I actually shiver. He leans back with a look of amusement on his face. "Are you cold?" he asks. "I...uh...um," I mentally smack myself for my lack of words. "It's okay. You give me that feeling too," he whispers. ... Julia Clark is about to experience something that will change her life and way of thinking. Will she be able to handle it after everything she's been through? And when a certain someone, aka Jeremy Taylor, tries to help her to get over her past, will she trust him or will she continue to push everyone away? It's up to Julia to move on from her past and get rid of her negative outlook on life--But the main question is, will she?

I was silently crying standing in our room balcony, when I heard footsteps and the door was closed with thud sound....... It was Rohan. " Why are you behaving so strange? Aren't you happy with our marriage? I know there is some reason for which you are worried. You can't engrave it with in you." Rohan confronted me. " If you are not happy we can take divorce." he said with watery eyes. " NOO.., no wait I'm actually happy but the reason is..... MY BROTHER." I answered. _________________ Piya is a sweet, simple and intelligent girl, but she got to know something which is not easy to grasp. Rohan is a nice good looking boy who runs his father's business. Parth is a nice guy. He is Piya's one and only best friend. You will get to know about him in the book. __________________ A brother sister bond is the most endearing relationship ever in which there is a lot of love, care and fun too. There is nothing stronger than the relationship between brother and sister. __________________ Peep in to know this brother sister story. 😄

just going to write whatever bland ass story comes to mind

Only little extracts into how I'm feeling at the point in time of writing. A diary, almost. Also, chances are at some points this will get dark, so !!trigger warning!! Please stay safe everyone, and don't read if you feel as though it could affect you negatively in any way. May be developed.

only act 1 will be here,.please comment any suggestions and helpful comments, this is my first time here (:

This is a Wakfu fanfic, with my friend and I's characters. This I my first story on here so sorry if it's trash. 😅

Healing her due to the pain he has caused her.

Fifteen years have passed since a devastating sickness engulfed the globe leaving only a few survivors to fend for themselves. When some of these survivors are discovered to possess seemingly magical abilities, they are sent away out of fear.

A tribe must leave their island for the first time to find a new home (A work in progress, still in a heavy editing stage just testing the waters with the first 3 chapters right now. critical criticism and extreme bluntness is preferred)

My story My Words

I wrote this during my high school year saya tulis ini semasa saya berada di seklah menengah/tinggi

Paano kung paggising mo wala kanang Maalala sa nakaraan mo? Anika Carenzo the girl who lost her memory in the past. Paano kung Isang araw ay bumalik sya sa lugar kung saan nagsimula ang kaniyang bangungot. "I will find the truths even it means facing the danger" she said.

"I hope you remembered." 27 Dec 2018 - 1 May 2019

SUMMARY When 19 year old Maesha with red eyes, brown skin and the whitest of hairs from the oldest purebred tribe called the ota ori's (now known as present day ebira) finds out she's not only the high school weirdo and college smart ass but a magical creature responsible for all of mankind, her life is once again spiraling out of control, she will have to take control of her own destiny and save the ones she loves. "The ancient tales pass down from generation to generation, scribed down into the memory of every ozi pàpà of the ebira tribe and recited during every eche ori festival as a mantra wasn't just a tale you see. But a prophecy disguised as a moon light tale told to every first born of each household in the mother tongue to keep shadow walkers away and listening witches from harming the prophesied child. It tells of a creature of old, a god some call it, others describe it as an entity, a being so old it existed even before mankind. Others like the Adavi, Nri, the old Maya people and the Aztec tribesmen believe and say the ancient one is an ethereal being in the form of a stag and not a child. This people saw it as exotic, powerful, serene yet dangerous and they weren't wrong. During the great reign of king Oz'uka, the ezi adobe with their phenomenal civilization decided to scribe down the prophesy and send it into another dimension for safe keep until the child was born." In a world where werewolves, gnome, demons, angels, gods other creatures as well as regular humans exist Chronicles of Enya is about a child with a much bigger destiny than she knows who will save mankind and other ethereal creatures from its darkest moment. Follow her journey as she discovers her new identity and embrace her destiny. Copyright©2018| All Rights Reserved

When the world is but a tapestry...magic, energy, potential and fate..the world as we know it is weaved together by avatars of creation. There WAS no evil, no conflict or time. Yet when the "tearing" separated the weavers from the tapestry... only chaos remained. yet when the edges of a tapestry are but loose threads... who will pick them up to weave their own story. With enough threads of desire, even new gods were born.. So what will be weaved with the loose thread in the world today..

This was just a silly haha roleplay with one of my freinds, so please expect cringe, and other chaotic crap. This is to induce laughter at just a stupid idea we had, and not meant to be serious, funny jokes are encouraged. silly haha discord thingy for this: https://discord.gg/bTctU7W8TX

A first attempt at poetry. This collection aims to capture a specific theme and explore both emotional depth and deeper meanings. Each poem is up to the reader's interpretation as to the meaning or context. I hope at least one of these resonates with you. Take care.