Firsts Stories

The first few poems I've written that I wanted to share

Stiles is five years younger than Derek. They grow up together, pining after one another, but never admitting to it. Derek is a werewolf, which means he has a soulmate. It's common knowledge now, but it used to be well hidden. At first their parents think maybe it's a fluke; Derek is just excited about the new addition to the family. As they grow older they grow certain that it is a lot more than that. They watch their children awkwardly hide their infatuation for each other as they grow up and stumble through life together. Or 5 year age gap. Protective Derek. Clingy friends. Friends to lovers. Soulmates. Nobody dies. Hale and Stilinski families are super close and cute. Fluffy and eventually smutty.

She's the leader. The Queen of her empire. A successful woman, with everything in her grasps...at her disposal. No one ever dares to defy her. The mysterious Queen. But something unprecedented happened to her life, something she never had any plans of happening... a return of a person she can never forget, her lover...her past that wants to come back to her... then there's her share holder, her brother's friend... her business goes into different struggles... she had a fight with her family... she met crazy Prince... is he her Prince?... and to top it all something else that made her life even more complicated... and with all she has . . . something is missing . . . *Temporary Cover Image . . . Keiko Kitagawa <3*

Werewolves, Vampires, Hybrids oh my!! She grew up not knowing her parents. She pondered day by day of who they were, what they looked like, and how did they die? He knows who they were and what happened... he knows all... but will he ever speak up and tell his friend the truth? Or will he stand silent while his friend searches and searches with no answer to be found. Will the secrets they both hold ever come out and be known or will they keep them to themselves and shut the world out from their lives and what they are?

»So, do you want to tell me who I am talking to? « I said and waited for an answer. Before I could turn around to ask him again he finally answered »Mike! I'm Mike.« Mystery and inexplicable in his behaviour. Kind and lovable in his presence. I fell. Slowely, but still end up on all fours. Getting up was hard, for sure. No one appreciates rejection and lying, so why going on? Why doing it over and over again, knowing that he is concealing something? Something, only I didn't know. - - - Even the worst situations can turn out to be the best you've ever had. And even the boy with the curly hair don't have to be the one he pretends to be.

When a girl has learned how to love herself and go after what she really wants, she started to leave letters in her savior's locker. She wanted him to follow his dreams and love himself also. By leaving the notes Jungkook started to feel what love really was and with this mysterious person leaving the letters he felt hope. He felt that there was someone that was there for him...But one day the letters stopped coming...why? Story is made up and written just for fun. Sorry for any errors.

It was a story about a young boy at the same time having a hard time to express his feelings towards his old school crush. That feeling of having a crush on her but did not know if she felt it in the same way. The experiences from the very first time she met her were both thorns and roses. Memories will be stuck in his mind as long as he lived in this world and it will continue be mentioned even after completing his life course by some of the important persons in his life who knew his story. It might be his closest friends, siblings, parents, relatives and maybe his children in the future. But the difference was that it could never be the same as how just so he knew about the chronological orders of his story, from past to present or from how every story ever unfolded by authors well known or not; it has a beginning, middle and ending. Memories of the young boy were somehow remembered from his simple life as a Junior High School where admiration for a girl began to sprout as well as some hard times in terms of transitions as he moved up to Senior High School.

Torn in two... They were a match made in heaven, they knew it, the whole world knew it. Yet, they were just another victim of destiny's little game. It was funny though, they thought. Were they even born to be together? When all they were left with were pieces of ripped up hearts? And I know I shouldn't tell you But I just can't stop thinking of you... Nothing could get her out of his mind. Nothing could patch up the holes in his broken heart. It hurt. It still hurts. A lot. How he missed those times when they were together, unstoppable, when everything was flawless and those moments, the lovebirds themselves, were pure perfection. Guess fate hated it, hated them and decided to tear them apart to its mere enjoyment. Brusquely and mercilessly. But that didn't stop him from loving her, even if his love was unreturned. Not that she didn't want to, she couldn't, it was impossible for her to do so and he knew that. Wherever you are... No matter how hard he tried, or how agonizing it felt, he still had her tangled in his thoughts, refusing to let go. But he'd rather bear the pain and had her on his mind, than feeling completely dead and empty inside, like a soul that was varnishing into thin air. No matter where she was at, what she was doing, he would never stop thinking of her, even when she was way out of his grasp, in a parallel universe that was unreachable, the thought of her kept him sane. Little did he know, where it was higher than any clouds and bluer than any skies that they both couldn't fathom, where it was all peace and love, she was there, whispering those three words that she wished she had told him sooner, before it was too late, those small words that held all of her adoration and regrets for not saying them when they were still audible to his ears. "I love you."

I may not have anyone I may be alone No friends No parents No money But I have a brother And I trust him...

my lips shame of unspoken words. self-written with a sprinkle of inspiration here and there.

A collection of some of my poems I occasionally write. Cover Credits: Picture found on: WeHeartIt.com Picture posted by: hallerisinger Picture from: wanelo.com Edited/Created by: Me (HoranHugsTommo)

Danielle avea o relatie de mai bine 3 ani in care punea toata dragostea,asta pina cind nu si-a prins iubitul calarind o alta fata din nou.Dupa atitea fapte iertate ea decide ca Robert sa ramie in urma la fel si momentele petrecute alaturi de el. Danille este scoasa in oras de catre prietenele sale astfel ajuncind intro situatie destul de placut dupa parerea ei.In acea seara ea isi pierde virginitate si la fel il intilneste pe Harry Styles. Ziua urmatoare Danielle trebuea sa inceapa o noua munca si se pare ca destinul o joaca pe degete pentru ca seful ei se intimpla sa fie chiar Styles .

My name is Piper Mitchell. I am your average 16 year old trying to survive high school. Piper Mitchell may not be the most popular girl in Charleston, South Carolina, but when the major hottie in school asks her to be his tutor and she turns into an Internet sensation, everything changes. Connor helps Piper stand up to the bullies in school and offers to be her friend. He helps But what happens when Piper wants to be more that friends?

Growing up, Alexa Spencer has always led a sheltered life. Her parents never allowed her to do anything impulsive. She always did the right thing. She was so obedient that she even reluctantly agreed to marry a man that she hasn't even met. Tired of having her parents make every decision for her, she decided that she would defy him in every way she can so that she can get out of the marriage. The first time that Mark Hamilton saw Lexi, the playboy billionaire knew that he would do everything to have her. Never did he realize that the sweet and obedient Lexi has some feistiness in her. She fought him in every turn. But unfortunately for her, that doesn't stop him from trying to get what he wants. He wants Lexi. He knew that taming this innocent would be a challenge he would gladly accept. Will Lexi be successful in her plans? Or will she give in to Mark's lethal charms?

All of my best poetry that I've written. WARNING May be dark sometimes

Fabian Hatcher thought he had everything. A nice house, a comfortable occupancy, a loving soon-to-be wife… until he finds her in bed with two other men; his boss and his so called best friend. His world gets shaken upside down and nothing seems to be right any more. Struggling through his meltdown he gets so caught up in his violence and rage. Looking for a new place work, he stumbled across Daphne Graham and her unusual night club. He would do anything to put his life back on track and was willing to give offers that she just couldn't refuse. Daphne Graham owns the night club Envy on the smaller side of town. While struggling with the male portion being understaffed, she has her own hefty collection of cheaters as well as the next person and has sworn off men forever. Until one night, Fabian Hatcher steps foot into her club demanding a position and refusing to leave without one. Willing to give him a shot, she takes him on with a warning that he has to prove himself in more ways than one. Will this new-time bad boy believe that not only his but both their hearts need saving? Are they willing to go the distance and save each other?

Originally for the To all the boys I've loved before contest. I thought it would be cute. Also originally about one boy. Not anymore (whoops)

An assortment of poems written by an adolescent that I find myself still relating to no matter how much time passes. Some of them written in the pov of people I know as a way to empathize.

Being romantic is ok. But hopeless? That's another story. I was both when I met you. If it was a song, you were my biggest hit. A star that I always try to hold everynight. I want us to be real. It wasn't that much... But it felt a lot like love.

First book in the What's Up Series. Maize and Brad. More than just friends?