Heartstrings Stories

One minute, Clara was walking home. The next, she was gone. Kidnapped off the street by three strangers-Ezra, Silas, and Lucian-she wakes up in a mansion too perfect to be real. Every room is tailored to her. Every meal, every hobby, every word-they knew everything. And now they expect her to play along in their twisted version of a family. They wanted her. To them, Clara is the missing piece. The daughter they've been waiting for. The one they've been preparing for. Every room is made for her. Every rule is meant to shape her. And every smile hides something sick. Ezra. Calm, calculating, always three steps ahead. No matter how careful Clara is, he sees through her. Every lie. Every escape attempt. Every flicker of rebellion. Silas is distant and cold, but dangerous in his silence. Silas keeps his distance-but when he looks at her, it's like he sees straight through. And Lucian... Lucian's the gentle one.The one who brings her hot chocolate with extra marshmallows and brushes her hair. The one who says this is all for her own good. Lucian is soft-spoken and kind... almost like he wants her to believe this could be real. But it isn't. They don't want her freedom. They want her obedience. Her love. Her role. They call it family. She calls it a nightmare. But if Clara wants to survive, she might have to play along. Even if it means pretending to love her captors. _________________________________________ Author's Note: This is a story I've been wanting to post and now I've finally done it. I would really appreciate your support by voting on the chapters and by commenting, or just leaving suggestions you would like me to incorporate, I'm more than happy to read your suggestions. •Any pictures seen or used throughout this book is not mine, I used Pinterest to cultivate all my ideas. [All credit must go to the rightful owners] DISCLAIMER: This book is not a dark romance, mafia-related, intimate book, it doesn't contain themes associated with those genre

Summer has a way of making everything feel possible. Warm days stretch a little longer, conversations become a little more honest, and sometimes the person you never expected finds their way into your life. Noah Fletcher is in the Philippines for tennis. Jayrrom Flores is sixteen, still carrying the name Jade quietly inside her and figuring out what it means to become the girl she has always known herself to be. They are only supposed to have six weeks. But somewhere between tennis courts, late-night messages, stolen glances, and all the things neither of them knows how to say, Noah becomes part of Jayrrom's summer in ways neither of them expected. A story about first love, identity, nostalgia, and the kind of summer that refuses to stay in the past. When summer ends, will they forget? Or will six weeks be enough to stay with them forever?

A poem inspired by an inside joke

Maryama da Hauwa. Ƙawaye ne na kusa da juna fiye da yadda kalamai zasu iya bayyanawa. Sun girma cikin amana da cikakkiyar yarda da juna. A tunanin su, babu wani abin da zai iya shiga tsakanin su. Sai dai ƙaddara tana da nata shirin. Najib. Saurayi ne mai nutsuwa, ƙwarjini, da zuciyar da ba kasafai take karkata ga wani abu ba. Amma idan ya so, yana da wuya ya rabu da abin da zuciyarsa ta zaɓa. Me zai faru idan zuciya ɗaya ta fara jan hankalin ƙawayen juna? Me zai faru idan soyayya ta tsaya tsakanin aminci da buri? Shin za'a iya kare zumunci idan zuciya ta shiga lamarin? Ko kuwa akwai lokacin da dole wani ya rasa domin wani ya samu? Because when the heart is shared... someone always gets hurt. Ku biyo ni cikin labarin Rabin Raina - labarin soyayya, ƙaddara, da zaɓin da zai iya sauya rayuwar mutane uku har abada. •New Chapter Updates Currently Ongoing On Arewapen• Arewapen username: inkedbynadeerah

My second Edition of a variety of Poetry feelings. For all the support and encouragements you all share with me - I do humbly appreciate all that you say and do. The feeling I get when another writer comments, or votes is imperial to how I interrupt that my work has some actual capabilities of reaching out and affecting someone's day or even their own life. So, please, if you like the poetry that I've consciously poured my heart, soul and thoughts out, please, leave a comment, or vote for how much this piece or any other of my poetry has helped. If it has given you hope, acknowledgement, or just an awareness that someone, like me, knows exactly what you can go through first hand, let me see how much it affects you. Even the 'poet' needs some love shown. :) Copyright © 2016-2026 By T. A. Hinson All Rights Reserved All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced, distributed, or transmitted in any form or by any means, including photocopying, recording, or other electronic or mechanical methods, without the prior written permission of the publisher, except in the case of brief quotations embodied in critical reviews and certain other noncommercial uses permitted by copyright law. Chart Achievements ____________________ New Peak: #1 🏆 [WordArt] ** New Peak: #1 🏆CrazedPoet14 New Peak: #1 🏆TAHinson New Peak: #2 🏆[Mywords] ** New Peak: #3 🏆[poetsofwattpad] New Peak: #10 [ madman]

"Dad," Gabriella's dark blue eyes were filled with curiosity as she pulled out a white photo album with a golden brim. It looked to be centuries years old and would turn into dust by the slightest of touch. "What's this?" Her Father walked over and inspected the book. He smiled and sighed. He opened the book and inside were letters. "Uncle Travis, Aunt Katelyn...everyone. Why are they all in here," Gabriella asked. "Well, since, we didn't have cameras back then, we had to do something else for your mother and I's wedding." Gabriella's eyes lit up in joy, now seeing the pages as treasure. Her Father never did explain in detail his love story with her mother... "Daddy?" "Yes?" "Was your love story like a fairytale?" "Anything but, one." "How?" Her Father chuckled as if it was obvious. She really didn't understand. All she knew was that there was a love triangle, Alina...other things. It eventually added up to a marriage. So, something must've been right. "Can you please tell me?" "It'll be long." "So? We have time. All the time in the world." •••• Candi_Writes presents: Diamonds (Prequel to Immortality) Garmau Fanfic Enjoy!

*Heartless Prince* is a story where the yardsticks for right and wrong differ for every individual. The 'Heartless Prince' is a figure who controls the entire seat of power from behind the scenes, while the kingdom's emperor is merely a puppet in his hands. ~~>>Special Warning<<~~ Youtubers are not allowed to shared my story on their YouTube Channel. Don't like it, don't read it you can skip this ff immediately. Don't copy my stuff on other sites or don't translate without my permission or legal concent. This story is also available on my YouTube Channel "Love Scandals." Mature dialogues🔞, cheating, multiple relationships, multiple partners. Whatever abusive language you say to me, you will be indirectly saying it to yourself. So before speaking, choose your words carefully because in the end you will end up abusing yourself. If you have any problem with the concept or anything then you can skip this FF immediately without commenting any haterate.

Serah is a lone wolf at 17 years young. She has been rejected by her own pack because of her odd snowy white coat. Serah doesn't know how to cope with other wolves and never had friends. Weak, sick, and hungry from being on her own, she is found unconscious by the Saints pack. When she wakes up she finds out that her mate is the Alpha who's name is Kai. Kai is a cold-hearted wolf, he only cares about his pack and his territory.But when Serah is kidnapped by a unknown male wolf, will Kai go after her to come to her rescue? Will Serah be able to change his ways? Can Kai fix Serah's tangled heartstrings?

"Trees around them stand tall and proud as if guarding their love, and on its branches are tiny birds singing their love songs. He held her hands and pulled it closer to his chest. Slowly, he leaned towards her, he closed his eyes after seeing her closes hers, too. He can now feel her breath which means their lips are about to kiss..." Francis, thirteen, will soon realize love is not a walk in the park and that heartache is real. Just like any teens, he will have his time...

This collection delves into the endless journey of love, capturing the bittersweet experiences of navigating relationships. Through a series of personal stories, it explores the highs of romance and the lows of heartbreak, offering a raw and honest look at the lessons learned along the way. Each chapter reveals the infinite possibilities and emotional growth that come from every connection, reminding readers that love, with all its complexities, is a journey without end. Whether you're reflecting on your own past or seeking solace in shared experiences, this collection offers a comforting reminder that love is an ever-evolving path.

«heart·strings /ˈhɑːtstrɪŋz; NAmE ˈhɑːrt-/ noun [pl.] strong feelings of love or pity: to tug/pull at sb's heartstrings (= to cause such feelings in sb)» »»-----　♡　-----«« A collection of random short stories I've written.

Words for my first love

There is a good chance that I'm going to make you cry... prepare the Kleenex ;) Hope you do enjoy!

This is a compilation of letters that Baz has written to Simon for him to find after he offs himself. All the things he's wanted to say but been too afraid to; namely, expressing his love for the Chosen One. So he pours his heart out onto paper instead. Every moment, every time he almost slipped up, every time Simon Snow has hurt him. Every time Simon Snow has loved him. It's all there, plain as day. And it's there for Simon to find, after Baz is gone.

A collection of random poems I've written throughout my life I wrote these all in random places: on a dining hall napkin, crying in the car, a Kroger parking lot, etc. Basically just a bunch of random poems and Ive always wanted to publish something online, I don't mind if the poems come out crude or don't flow too well as I'm publishing them for my own peace of mind. I also believe human life is art in itself, so any writing can be poetry! And everything is art, so everything can and is beautiful in its own little way. Anyways, happy reading and I hope at least one of these poems speaks to you. ❤️

A short love story between Samaira McLaires and Alex Collins. ------------------------------------------------------------- ------------------------------------------------------------- "I don't regret making that bet if it meant knowing you...." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "When I saw you smile at me......I wanted to freeze the time....." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "You're worth it Sam. Never question that....." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "Let's cherish all the moments we have and forget the things that hurts us......" ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "I wanted those smiles to last forever because they made me happy....." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "I don't like the thought of leaving people behind to mourn my death....." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "It all started with a bet...." ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Hey guys! This is a Short story I've written. I'm an amateur when it comes to writing. Plus this is my first book. I don't know how this will turn out and if it will be upto the mark or not but I hope you like my short but sweet love story. Written By: @dEvIL_sLaVe07 Cover credits to: Pinterest (the great)

------- The beloved Princess Novella Castello of the Ruimte kingdom -usually called Nova- has always wanted to leave all the fancy dresses and royalties behind and go on an adventure. She has never had a chance to leave the castle because of unfortunate events that happened when she was a child. Nova barely has any memory of her childhood, though, but always just thought that she has bad memory. ------ It was a normal day in the castle, When Princess Nova was about 8 years old, She made the decision to sneak out of the castle that she had never left before- just to see a glimpse of the world outside. She planned to return for her younger sister, the small Princess Danielle, that was very shy and unsocial. Unfortunately, By the time Nova returned to the palace, it was too late. Tragedy had struck Ruimte. A great unknown force had attacked the castle in Nova's short absence.Unknowns to Nova,in the midst of the war and bloodshed, the demons were searching for something that they were unable to find. Nova finally returned to find everything she had ever known gone, and the horrible news that Princess Danielle was killed in the attack struck her hard. Lost and alone in this new world around her, Nova realizes that she plays a more important role in the balance of the world than she had ever known, and she discovered and set off on an important mission, that could save her kingdom. Unknown to her, though, was the horrible fate that was laid before her. -------- -Cover coming soon-