Bitterblue Stories

Jeyanth is a person who would instantly muse about any thought in this life. In the garden of lilies, he would be the busy bee. His simple articles always sneak into som...

Set two years after the events of Bitterblue, when her friend finally decides to come home. Bitterblue/saf

Sharing words, Sharing thoughts, Sharing emotions, Sharing a wave of everything tha𝗍 𝗂 𝖿𝖾𝗅𝗍

8 planets, 204 countries, 7 seas, 7707 islands 7,594,000,000 people and yet you're in love with someone who " ignores" you....

You know you love someone deep enough when you start to juxtapose your lover with otherworldly fantasy characters.

A Bitterblue (of the Graceling Trilogy by Kristin Cashore) Fanfic. After Saf goes to The Dells with the other explorers, Bitterblue has doubts even though he had left on...

A short story of how love is........ Wonderfully alive for a long time. When death will never erase it in hearts.

A short poem about toxic relantionships and choosing to love yourself

We all love someone at some point in our life and few of us still love them even if they can't be with us, we still dream and have hope that a miracle will happen one da...

Because when I feel not okay, I don't have anyone to share with, when I cry I still need to present smile. by : Nights

Bittersweet of My Daily LiFE SecretS....

Real life story about a loner and what difficulties they face in life. It talks about how the loners are born and how they doesn't come from womb but are created by the...

A/N: All rights and poop of this story belongs to the original writer, Kristin Cashore. I do not own anything. I just finished reading Fire, and thought y'all might want...

An hour with you felt like 3 minutes. - M. [prose from Magenta to Gray]

I had some logs published in my book "Just... Thinking", but I decided that I should make a book out of it. The logs will consist of the following: VERY clutte...

This is the volume of poems written when Catherine walked out of the door in mid April 2013 and I started writing poetry daily. There are no similar stories!

Maybe it is not for me. Happiness isn't for me. I longed for it cause I don't really know it's meaning. I laugh but not because it give me joy but to have a facade.

Love surely is hard. Huh? Especially when your Maya (Zucchini) Necor. A girl who doesn't know what the hell is going on, and life just complicates its self in its own cr...

Just another sad thought.