Crossroads Stories

Arden's move to Switzerland is supposed to be a simple reset-until a single encounter shatters everything she thought she understood about her new life. Suddenly surrounded by strangers who speak in secrets, nothing makes sense as she's pushed to step into someone else's shadow. Drawn into a hidden network where truth is a weapon and names are disposable, she is forced to wear a life that isn't hers to uncover a threat she cannot see. But the deeper she goes, the more one question haunts her: Was she chosen... or was she never meant to escape?

Crossing Paths is a heartwarming love story set against the vibrant backdrop of Thammasat University in Bangkok, where two students, Vegas and Pete, discover that love can blossom in the most unexpected places. Vegas, a serious and focused mechanical engineering student, finds his world turned upside down when he crosses paths with Pete, a lively broadcasting student with a passion for storytelling. As their friendship grows, late-night conversations and shared moments lead them to confront their true feelings for one another. The journey from friends to lovers is filled with challenges, from navigating the pressures of university life to overcoming the hurdles of a long-distance relationship. Yet, through every trial, their bond deepens, proving that love can withstand even the toughest obstacles. From quiet moments under the stars to life-changing decisions about their future, Vegas and Pete's story is a testament to the power of love, commitment, and the courage to pursue one's true desires. "Crossing Paths" is a tale of young love, personal growth, and the beautiful complexities that come with finding your soulmate during one of the most transformative times of life.

Jace Callahan had everything, until he didn't. A new beginning at a college hours away from home seems to take his life in another direction, especially when he meets the very quick witted, campus dream girl Bizzy.

A Oneshot Short Story about the what could've been's but just didn't.

"Roads are weird, aren't they?" Heeseung's voice was quiet, almost lost beneath the crackling of the bonfire and the distant crash of waves. I tilted my head. "Weird how?" He twirled a stick between his fingers, tapping it against his knee. "They take you places, but they also take you away from places. Sometimes they bring you back. Sometimes they don't." "Heeseung.." I started. "But what if we're standing on different roads?" "Then maybe our roads are only apart for now... maybe they're just waiting for the right moment to cross again." ⠄･ ⋆ ･ ⠄⠂⋆ ･ ⠄⠂⋆ ･ ⠄. ݁ A story in which two words collide when two friend groups that don't know each other decide to go on a trip together.

Castiel and Sam set out to find Dean, or what's left of him, But what will Sam and Castiel do what will they sacrifice and what will it take to find him?

Two best friends since diapers may end up becoming more than friends

Vassiah's a Beverly Hills type of chick and Trell's a thug from 38th street. Will true love help them come together or will their two totally different worlds cause them to clash? Read to find out 😌

The poem effectively captures the emotional depth and complexity of the internal conflict one would face between love and solitude. The vivid imagery and detailed descriptions hope to create a strong connection with the reader.

This is a story about Vampires. Vampires who don’t go all sparkly in the sun and wouldn’t be caught dead munching on your neighbours bunny... They’ll just eat your neighbour - but they have a problem. Actually they have several. Fext, ‘King’ of the Seven Vampire Houses has been missing for almost thirty years and the head of the Seventh House is falling in love - with a human. Somewhere in the woods a girl is watching Vampires stalk their prey while she dreams and the first Dhampir in over four hundred years is about to wake up in a pool of blood. Oh, and to top it all off, there’s a bloody prophecy involving all of them and the hills are alive with the sound of howling...

From the Omverse discord server, i had this fun fight with the cool guy Tyrannos, and I'm saving it as a book.

at the crossroad, you can PAUSE...

Once, the Sun and Moon blessed two women, best friends, whose gifts helped villages rise and the sick recover. They built families of their own, and for a time, their children carried that paired inheritance. But generations later, the gods were betrayed, caged, and finally forgotten. In the darkness that followed, a new light was unearthed: Cormium, stones that gleamed deep underground. Eldros Celestar studied them and discovered they resonated with the orb his mother had used to trap the Sun. When the orb's light struck Cormium, crops surged, warmth returned to the valley, and wounds knit faster, lives stretching by small increments. He raised a tower over the town his ancestors helped found and set the orb at its peak, ringed by Cormium and mirrored channels. Light spilled outward in every direction, and the people praised him as savior. Eldros accepted their worship for what it was: a crown. Before the gathered city, he proclaimed the light had chosen its keeper, and as its warden, he would judge who deserved its blessing. For centuries, the orb never left the tower, and the settlement swelled into a kingdom as the world came seeking the last light. On the 300th anniversary, the Queen announced a lottery: ten citizens would ascend to see the orb in person. But the underfolk, the Cavebacks, living in the subterranea, knew that warmth thinned to rumor below. To them, the drawing wasn't a gift; it was an opportunity. If the Sunlicks of the surface hoarded radiance, the crown would be forced to answer, and the light would be claimed for all, or it would be destroyed. Not everyone agreed with their methods. Liora Vey, thief since ten, acted alone. When would-be rebels stole the orb to snuff it out for good, she stole it back. She meant to return it once the danger passed, but as she ran to hide, a calm, undeniable voice slipped into her thoughts, pleading: " Save us all.

Hey there everyone, I am Roop. So this poem I wrote is based on my recent visit to a hospital. There I witnessed a lot of unique yet powerful emotions, feelings among everyone present in that room. From the birth of a new born soul to the passing of an old aged person, with a faint smile. The passion, responsibility the doctors bear to the tension, anxiety, the patients' witnesses possessed, each one of them with folded hands, praying to their Gods. I hope you will all love it. Thank You Guys!

short, straight to the guts poem As cliché as it may sound the heart wants what the heart wants