Memoir

"Celestia's Lumina's Enchanteds". Content Warning.
**Celestia's Lumina's Enchanted** *Chapter 1: The Enchanted Forest* In the mystical realm of Celestia, Lumina discovers a hidden forest brimming with magical creatures. She befriends the Enchanted, extraordinary beings that possess unique powers.
By Esse Naeemah Ali3 years ago in Chapters
Writing From The Heart
I realized that I had come a long way. I was now an established content writer, not that it had been easy to get to that place. I loved working from home, and so I made that choice, I wanted to make things like my health and happiness a priority. I also felt I had more time for the little things, the things that mattered most. And that made me happiest.
By Sarah D3 years ago in Chapters
"Whispers of the Dragonfly: A Magical Tale of Transformation". Content Warning.
Delve into the enchanting world of "Whispers of the Dragonfly: A Magical Tale of Transformation," where the magic of dragonflies reveals profound lessons of unity, growth, and love. Join Elara on her transformative journey as she uncovers the secrets of these mystical creatures and embarks on a quest to spread their timeless message. The table of contents guides you through a captivating narrative filled with symbolism, wonder, and the promise of change.
By Esse Naeemah Ali3 years ago in Chapters
Saving Helen Of Sparta
But barring the seductive whisperings of Lee’s offer, the rest of my weekend was good. It was good to train again, yes, good to hone my skills again, but it was better still to see the faces of my training partners and friends, friendly faces untwisted by camp discipline and too much power. We joked and we laughed and we punched and we kicked, and in between it all we had a lot of fun—but as the saying goes, time flies when you’re having fun and good times are not meant to last, because 48 hours and too soon later I was back outside camp again, back on the cross again, surrounded once again by the glum faces of resigned recruits and the waiting cars of waving parents.
By Alvin Ang3 years ago in Chapters
NANCY. Content Warning.
In a quaint village nestled amidst rolling hills and lush greenery, there lived a young woman named Nancy. Her name, "Nancy," held ancient meanings that whispered of grace and charm. Her life was a living testament to the beauty of her name's significance.
By Esse Naeemah Ali3 years ago in Chapters
Therapy's house . Top Story - September 2023.
I have written this ten times, deleted, restarted and began again eleven times. It will never become what I want it to be. A story of a willful, head strong, clueless, independent, curious person who loved books, reading and awkward writing more than anything else. I wanted to lock myself away and read books for the rest of my life. But very much so very unfortunately, one has to do the required status quo and do life.
By Novel Allen3 years ago in Chapters
PATRICIA. Content Warning.
"Discovering the Hidden Stories, Origins, and Significance of Names" In the ancient annals of history, the name Patricia held a significance that resonated through the ages. It was a name that bore the weight of wholeheartedness, poise, and an insatiable pursuit of perfectionism. The echoes of its meaning could be heard in the corridors of empires long past, whispered in the halls of grandeur.
By Esse Naeemah Ali3 years ago in Chapters
I Almost Slept With a Woman Who Was High On Ecstasy
I felt nothing at first. Sure, I was in a beautiful room with a beautiful girl, the girl of my dreams dressed in a tight white tank top and slim-fit yoga pants, but the pill, the MDMA pill we had just swallowed failed to elicit for me any immediate reaction. Sure, the lights were a little brighter, and the air-condition a little warmer, but all in all, I was less than impressed by Molly’s supposed exuberance. Feeling less than impressed I stood up and paced around the room. I paced and I paced―and say, why is the room so hot? Can’t Lady Pearl, the host of this three-hundred-dollar-a-night shophouse, afford even a functioning thermostat? And say, why do I feel so pumped up and energetic all of a sudden, like what I had been doing was not sitting in an air-conditioned room but running in circles under the sun? And hey, why do I feel like running around in circles right about now?
By Alvin Ang3 years ago in Chapters
Loving Big Brother
But a new girl would soon enter my life and become my wife, and my wife made me forget it all: forget about talcum-flinging fat boys, forget about Ziggie and his deformed neck, forget about the rich kids with their Bitcoin collections and impossibly hot girlfriends. My wife made me forget not because she was so lovely, but because she was such a high-maintenance woman.
By Alvin Ang3 years ago in Chapters
Patou et Boeuf - Duck and Beef
When we landed in Luxembourg this morning, it was all I could do to find my suitcase in the mess of luggage that came pouring down onto the baggage carousel, hunt crazily through the terminal for the taxi stand, arrive at the train station, pay the taxi driver way too much money, buy my train ticket to Paris and another one to Avignon, and get on the train. I slept all the way to Paris, only waking up to show the border crossing guy my passport. When the train arrived in Paris, the only reason I woke up was because the guy next to me was getting off there also, and stepped on my foot really hard as he climbed over me in the tiny train compartment. I probably would have eventually noticed that the train had stopped in the station and had gone silent, but I didn’t want to miss the train to Lyon, so I am kind of glad that guy woke me up. I almost never ride trains at home, and I was looking forward to hours of watching the French countryside and cities pass by through the huge windows, but I missed it all. It did feel good to sleep, though it wasn’t nearly enough.
By Patricia Magdalena Redlin3 years ago in Chapters
Surviving The Scoldings of a Sergeant
The rest of my confinement passed in a haze, a haze of hazings, route marches, and endless runs in the sun. By book-out day I was tanned a nutty golden brown. My shaved head felt good in the sun and even better under the shower. It felt strange but wonderful to not need a towel, to let the wind blow dry my scalp and the sun heat-dry my skin. I even managed to pick up some useful skills during my two-week stay in camp. The two that come to mind are an uncanny ability to sleep anywhere and the neat trick of finishing all my meals in five minutes or less.
By Alvin Ang3 years ago in Chapters
Thirty Five
Welcome to the most boring chapter in the whole book. If you’d like to skip it, I’d suggest page 124. Some really juicy bits are on 124.
By Rachael MacDonald3 years ago in Chapters