Monday Stories

A complete reboot of the Monday Demon story I written years ago

Nick x Jesse

The rain pours down. Through every crevice, every pothole, crack, hole in the wall, it seeps, dripping, saturating the world. The floor runs with it, an eddying mass of swirls and reflected light. The buildings droop under the constant attack, sagging under the pressure, crumpling in on themselves. The clouds loom overhead, impenetrable in their dark, looming form, angrily spitting down at the sodden life below as if they’ve done something wrong. Evening wants to drown in it. She wants to lose herself and sink, sink, sink until she hits the bottom and there's no life in her anymore. She wants the tide, and the crashing waves to sound overhead, thundering in her ears until she can’t hear anymore. She wants the water to consume her, to envelop her mind and cease all thought. She wants the end, the relief, the finish line. She wants the rain to pour on and on until all she can see is water and all she can hear is the constant patter patter of the drops splashing onto the ground. Oliver wants to stay dry, to watch the rain from the safe haven of the bookstore. Maybe have a cup of steaming hot chocolate in his hands and a friend chatting to him. He wants to have the security of knowing that he’s immune to the weather outside. He wants a fire crackling in the fireplace. The love of his life just within sight. But he doesn't want the rain. He wants the security. But she doesn't want the security. She wants the rain.

Cady was always insecure, still kind of is. Her insecurities have eaten her alive in the past. She's trying to learn to get a over it and tries not to let it show. Especially now, she's a lead singer in a band and may fall into the stress. But can someone help her? Like a Secret Love?

I looked at mom, who was smiling uncontrollably. "I'm their grandmother-Annie," she said through her smile... The principal nodded. "And Annie, would you say that your grandkids are..." He hesitated slightly. "Different?" Mom looked at both of us, her smile faltered for a second. She turned back to the man who was looking at her intently. "Yes," she answered. "Certainly. That's why they're here." "Perfect," said the principal, an even wider smile somehow creeping onto his face. "They'll fit right in."

An anthology series. A collection of short stories about what I think the days of the week would be like if they were people. Seven days. Seven people. Seven stories.

My Soulmate

They say that we're born with either a fight or flight response: when we panic, we'll either stay and fight or run away. It's programmed into our DNA and there's nothing we can do to change it. This was Lexy's fight or flight - stay and talk it out or run away. She'd always thought she'd be more of a fight kind of girl, but until that moment, she'd really had no idea.

Rose Carlyle's parents split up when she was four. Ever since then she has felt incomplete. She's always blamed herself for the failure of their relationship, and perhaps that's also the reason why she's never had a boyfriend herself. It's hard to trust people when you've been let down before. So when all of a sudden Rose starts getting attention from boys, she's not sure of what to do with herself. What do you do when the boy you like really likes you back? It's obvious to Rose now that she has trust issues because of her past, but not all relationships are like her parent's. Should she trust this boy with her heart?

Sounds like Monday, the first day of the week. MindYou is published every Monday to discuss about YOU.

shivani obroy is a well-known girl she is an actress singer and is rich and she did not know that valt aoi will be cousing and nobody knows that she is a reputed bledyer shu she once thought she was striving to play a round against her but she won Shivani chastised at the hat and showed him a new muff he could not believe he was so good when Shivani wanted to go to her room she slipped from the stairs shu ran to her and carried her he was in Heart felt a light warmth

He handed her a golden necklace with only one engraved word on the inside... Each word making her head oozy the more she read over it. "Forever..." her lips softly whispered with a hail of cold smoke. - - - - She wants Peace. He wants it to be Over. She wants to be Light. He wants to be Impulsive. She is Important to him He is Evil to her. I guess everything can't always be happy, and I guess everything hasn't always got a POLITE way to show it... huh?

#You never know how strong you are until being strong is all you've got... *You are EXACTLY what you show to people. -How you act to or around people shows them your character .. -You show people how to treat you by how you treat yourself.

Sometimes being cooped up makes you depressed. But sometimes I'm a good way. Chapter two will be a list of thoughts.

The future... The present... The past... Now, before and next... But when you start going backwards, theres no way you can snap out if it. As you find yourself waking up to yesterday. *** Ellie colony wakes up to a normal Monday morning... if only. She's convinced it was supposed to be Tuesday, but her family think otherwise. And as it seems, that's not the only weird thing. Everyone is ignoring her, why is that? She sees some unfamiliar faces, who really are they? The days seem to be going backwards, what has happened ? Everything is not what it seems. Start: Finish: Cover art: by me

Book 2 of 'No'

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This is a story about a girl named Ellie, she is trying to become a homecoming queen.