Erratic Stories

GET READY FOR ANOTHER TYPICAL YET NOT SO TYPICAL STORY OF THE FASHION INDUSTRY AND THE IMPENDING STORM OF OUR CHARACTERS. A STORY OF A MODEL THAT FINALLY MADE IT INTO THE INDUSTRY WITH A BIG SHOCK TO BE ABLE TO WORK WITH THE WORLD'S BEST DESIGNER AND TECH ENGINEER WHO'S A CEO AND IS KNOWN TO BE A PERFECTIONIST. THIS MAN IS HUNGRY FOR NEW MODELS FOR HIS FASHION CAREER AND HAPPENS TO FIND HER. HOW TYPICAL OF A LOVE STORY CAN THIS BE? READ TO FIND OUT.

A thrilling, gothic horror with deep sensual undertones and hints. Set in a gothic Manor House- leaving lots to the imagination. It's a short story of an unknown man and a lost girl. Enjoy!

~one day you will know how much you mean to me.. how much your name runs in mind and replays like a song on repeat when i try to sleep at night

Two sworn enemies could never become friends, right? Follow these two in a slow burn of them constantly fighting.

~This story depicts about a girl Maria,suffering from psychometry , who was probably known as erratic in the family and walks out of her family ,works as waitress at Mr.McKenzie's cafe.She hates her self for being ingrained,latter she comes across a guy who is a CEO of his company and teaches her how important self love is....

That struck his interest. As his enchanting, grey gaze leisurely made its way to meeting my dull, brave one I felt my heart rate increase and a burn begin in the bottom of my lungs. My tongue suddenly felt thick as our eyes met. A small smirk played at the corners of his lips as he looked over his shoulder at me. "Tsk," he shook his head. "Don't you ever learn, dear Ava?" In a split moment he was in front of me, supporting my body with one arm as he hovered me less than a foot from the ground. My breath lodged in my throat as his eyes scanned my features, the pad of his thumb running across my bottom lip. I could feel each indent of his print against my skin. Time felt frozen as he raked his slow torture over me. Another small "tut" noise emitted from his throat as he leaned in close to my ear. His deep and melodic voice, throaty with hunger then rang into my sole ear. "Never dance with the devil." *** Mature content. Violence and sexual content as well as strong language may occur.

"You girls seem pretty fucked up. It's kinda hot." I looked over to Nicole and smirked, slyly. "We are."

Poems. Random words put up. Unsaid thoughts. Hidden stories. Just them, us, and me. --- "Erraticness" By: euphoricskepticism Started: August 11, 2015 - April 2, 2018 #924 in Poetry - 062417-102517 #644 in Poems - 112023

Our hands seem to always find a way to touch. Each time we close the distance between us, we seem to crave the feel of each other's skin, either we instantly wrap ourselves in each other's arms or automatically hold hands in a way your fingers are intertwined between mine. Our eyes seem to always find a way to meet even in crowded places. The stares that linger before we exchange sweet smiles and face somewhere else as if we long for something more. No soul has ever captivated me the way yours does. But... "We're friends. Just friends, right?"

This is a story a boy named Ruben. He's in college and when he was 15-19 he had a girlfriend Ally; she cheated on him after 4 years of dating. He feels empty inside and he keeps to himself but he will fuck you up if he wanted to. He's like a regular boy but with some serious emotional control problems.

A romance based on author's peculiar love story , might be errotic and erratic at the same time sometime . Author has tendency for being unstable in telling the story . So dont hope that much !

If you're interested, you could come and see what my life has in store. It's not really to catch the eye of attention, but to share my experiences with the public. Maybe we could help each other out if we did similar things going on. Who knows? Hi, my name is Lauren. I'm going to be writing in this journal through the summer. Don't worry, I will add some detail before it really starts. Note this: I'm not the BEST writer, but I'm pretty good at it if I say so myself. Give me some pointers, please... I'm begging you... plssssss. Also, some advice whenever there's something rough would be nice. Read to find out why you buckeroos.

Watch the birds fly above.

Stories withheld by abstracts, or disembodied ideas, that will make you question the way you perceive these "creatures".

As an inspiration of the gaming trilogy of Prince of Persia, I have decided to write an original novel which narrates the story of the prince of Babylon. The prince embarks on a journey for self-redemption due to being the cause of the downfall of his kingdom. His journey filled with many queery happenings and prophetic calamities never dissuade him from his quest. However what he found upon reaching Shakkojyk, the island of little horn, forever changed the course of his life.

Erratic thoughts of human mind at different stages of this chaotic life.

This story is a gloomy yet dark story about how a little girls childhood formed her into the person she is today. Some things gone forgotten and some too hard for her to even speak on. Adira has had bad luck all her life until her adulthood and even then, she just doesn't have much. The most tragic things any woman can imagine, emerges itself on her and she breaks. Bringing all chaotic and mental problems to her.

This is a compilation of my poems. Everything I write is from my mind and from my perspective therefore I do not expect you to agree with everything I write. If I write about a controversial issue then obviously my views will be biased. I will respect everyone's opinions however I also expect you to respect my opinions so please no bashing the crap out of my poems. Also, I am aware that I don't have a particular rhyme scheme to my poems however poetry isn't all about rhyming ^-^