Welcome to my first book.
I write on Wattpad, but I also write here. This book idea came to me one day randomly and from there I just started writing. I have friends who have read this, but I've never shared it to the public. So... here we go...
When Alex was 13 he was trafficked... flash forward 10 years later... he meets someone he wasn't expecting to meet again. A man who goes by the name Aidan.
After a long journey, we'd finally made it. The emerald glow was visible as soon as the ancient door had opened. We look at each other, shocked, confused, in awe. We all knew where we were headed, but we didn't know we'd make it here.
Slowly we enter the legendary chamber, and a deep voice shakes me to the core ...
"After all these years... I finally get to meet you, my son."
The friends that I've met along the way all focus their attention on me, but I remain silent, staring at what I'd come so far to find.
"Before I grant your wish... tell me... how did you get here, and how did you find me?"
With no hesitation-- I decide to tell him everything.
From the very beginning.
Hello, coming here from wattpad! This story is fine on its own but it's also linked another story of mine- within the same universe that is. I'll be sure to publish that one too! This is just for fun, but I've put lots of work into it so I hope you enjoy!
Huang Zi Tao and Sungmin Lee are completely different people. Tao is a student and Sungmin was his professor. What happens when they fall in love? Will history repeat itself for Sungmin? Will Tao have to give up on love to make Sungmin happy?
We can't really be with each other.
We can't really be anything more than a hagsaeng* and gyoo-soh-nim**.
But can't a Panda love a Pumpkin? Even if it's just from afar?
Quotable Quotes :
"Because when the person you love more than anyone in the world tells you that they are leaving you, you don't let them." - H
*hagsaeng - student
**gyoo-soh-nim - professor
A disgraced man and the songbird who saves his soul. A scandalous politician falls for the voice of a young man begging for only his to keep him company in his darkest days. Lyle was more than happy to oblige, he just didn't expect to feel for the man in ways that frightened him to the core.
"Soft, youthful, and energetic eyes gazed out and scanned the club excitedly as a slim body swayed to the melodies of his guitar as flowers in a spring wind. For a moment, the middle-aged man felt alive."
" I'm always scolded and threatened by my boss and sexually harassed" -Yoonwoo " I can help you...just be mine" -Shiwoo
they all got stuck in an airbnb not only because of the weather, but also because the roads closed up.
based on the global pandemic: COVID-19
it's also really gay, mind you.
Connie Parker is non binary and they use they/them pronouns. Their parents split up when they were little, and they're still trying to find what love means to them. Oskar Goldschmidt is probably on the autism spectrum, but never properly diagnosed. He is introverted and spends his time reading and writing. Susan Parker is Connie's sister. Born eleven months after, she looks almost identical to her sibling. She is struggling with her mental health and is on a journey to self discovery. William Hemmings is a nerd, but he's handsome. He has a huge secret - he likes boys and always had a crush on his childhood best friend River. Oskar and William had just met Connie and Susan when they decide that each one of them should write a diary. And that they should read it when the school year has ended. What they still don't know is how the Parker siblings are going to change their lives and the lives of the other students of Trinity High School, for better or for worse.
Ryan's life has changed a lot since Christmas Eve. He just found out he's a wizard and apparently now the whole wizarding community is expecting him and his new best friends, Jeff and Brendan, to save their world. They're the only ones who stand a chance against the most evil threat the wizards all over the world have ever faced. But what if, in order to win, Ryan and his friends had to ally with one of their arch-enemies and learn black magic? And what if they found out appaling secrets about their past in the process?
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───── ❝ inspired by gabby tye's run, hide, seek ❞ ─────
A classic tale of the undead taking over the world.
In modern-day Singapore, the Nightwalkers have risen and are wreaking havoc everywhere on the small island Iris calls home. Stuck in a public library overrun by zombified schoolmates and teachers, a motley crew of teenagers and adults have to do whatever it takes to reach their Safe Haven before humanity falls.
≿ thiswas hell. and they made it through alive. but there was another level they still had to face≾
The basement is freezing tonight. My thin ripped sheet only covers my frail shoulders and upper chest. Mother has made me sleep in the basement. Again. I inhale a lung-full of stale air and let out a deep sigh.I reach under the wobbly cot and grasp a razor I hid there ages ago. I hold the small rectangle of metal above my face.I can't see in the pitch-black of the basement, but that doesn't stop me from being able to recall every single detail of the aged and rusted metal. I remember the patterns of the rust, and the splotches where my old and dried blood mixes with it.I lift my left wrist up to cut, but I remember the fresh cut from three nights ago and decide to cut on my right wrist tonight. I switch the razor to the other hand and slowly lift the other. I feel with my pointer finger of my left hand while grasping the razor with my other fingers. Once I feel a fresh spot where I haven't cut I gently put the razor up to that part of my wrist. With a quick flick and a second of waiting blood starts to trickle down my arm. I sigh with content as i set the razor back down and turn over on my side. Now, I can rest peacefully."Tyler." A familiar voice calls out to me from the darkness between sleep and wake. "Tyler it's time to wake up. Dear." I slowly blink my eyes open. Out of nowhere A sharp pain stings my cheek. "I said get your ass up!" I quickly hop off the cot and bring a hand up to my stinging cheek. "Y-yes mother. I'm awake." My mother seems pleased with my reaction. She studies my face for a moment then her eyes trail down to my right wrist. They linger there for moment longer until she sees me twitch from her gaze. Her head snaps up and she slaps me again."What the hell is wrong with you? You dumb piece of shit!"After I recover from the blow I stand up straight again and look at mother while she yells at me. I can smell the reek of liquor on her breath and i turn my head away from the rank scent. "Look at me when I'm talking to you!" I slowly turn my gaze to her and stare at her with raging fires of pure hatred in my eyes, For a moment she looks startled, but before I can be sure she clears her throat and points to the stairs. "Go clean yourself up."I hurriedly oblige and run up the stairs. When I get to my room my brother is waiting for me in the doorway. I put my arm behind my back and try to push past him. It's no use. He doesn't budge. My frail and highly underweight body amounts to nothing against his military strengthened muscular build. He puts a hand on my shoulder and looks me in the eyes. "Ty, why do you do this to yourself?" His light brown puppy dog eyes are heavy with emotion. I flinch from his gaze and study the floor. "Ty, I told you not to do that." He says it in a teary way that demands my attention. I tilt my head up to look at him. "You wouldn't understand, Lucas. You haven't seen the way mother acts when your not here. You haven't seen how fast the alcohol goes to her head. Your never here anymore." I choke out the last words and try to keep a sob from shaking my body. "Aw, I"m sorry, Ty. I didn't mean to upset you." He holds his arms open for a hug and I fall into them like the pathetic heap I am. "There, there, Ty. Let it all out. I'm here now." My brother holds me while I cry, letting me stain his shirt with snot and tears.Once I calmed down and my sobs are just small hiccups he tells me to get ready for school. I nod and rush into my room.After my shower I throw on a Black turtle neck sweater and a pair of baggy jeans that used to fit me. I pull up my right arm sleeve and inspect last night's cut. The cut is still open but no blood comes out. I spend a moment more inspecting the cut. The raw inside of the cut is dark pink and the edges of the cut are wrinkly from my shower. I wrinkle my nose at the unsavory color and press a band-aid onto the cut."Are you sure you wanna go to school today, Ty?" Lucas stares at me with a furrowed brow. "You don't have to go today. I could go in there and get you dismissed from classes today. Only if you want me to."The offer sounds tempting, but I really care about my education. I shake my head. "But, thank you anyway. I'll call you if I need to be picked up." He nods and waves goodbye to me as I walk up to the school. I let out a soft sigh and walk up the stairs to the heavy double doors. Once inside I immediately catch a glimpse of Dylan, my bully. Before I can look away he notices me staring and casts a smirk that has more meaning behind it then it seems. A shiver crawls up my spine and makes me get goosebumps. I turn away from Dylan and start walking to my first period Literature class.I'm halfway there to my class when I run into someone. "Ah, shi- My bad." A deep melodic voice says. I look up and see Leon, the school"s pride and joy. Rich, handsome, and extremely confident. A little over confident if you ask me.I look into his deep blue eyes for a second longer as if in a trance. Leon looks down at me too and smiles. I blink my eyes and shake my head snapping out of my trance. There's something hypnotic about those deep-ocean colored eyes. "N-no, it's my fault I wasn't looking where I was going." When I look back up at him his gaze trails along with mine. He studies my face and his features turn from smiley to concerned. "Um, you've got something on your cheeks," He lifts a hand up to point at them and I flinch from his sudden yet graceful movement. I suddenly remember when mother slapped me this morning. "Oh, That's nothing. I-I've got to go." I turn and run around the corner to the nearest restroom.Looking in the mirror I see my pale cheeks and the hand prints contrasting terribly with my skin. Why didn't Lucas tell me about this? I turn on some cold water and cup my hands under the faucet. I slowly bring the water up to my face and rinse it. I fumble around for a paper towel to dry my face with, but I don't feel any. I groan and lift the bottom of my sweater up to my face. I shiver as the cold bathroom air hits the bruises on my abdomen. I hear a gasp and something shatter to the floor. I swivel around and let my sweater drop back into place. Standing in the doorway is Leon and on the floor is a broken jar of foundation. I stare at him in horror and hope to God he didn't see the bruises.