Two_Times

My First Diary

First diaries... First diaries are always exciting! As long as you have things to write about... Extract from the book : "Smile!" says a deep male voice. "Come on Emma! Smile!" says a light girly voice. "Open your eyes, Emma," Emma tells herself. She opens her eyes, with disbelief, "d... dad?" asks Emma "Yes honey?" asks the deep male voice. "Oh... nothing" answers back Emma. "Okay now... smile!!", "Very nice girls! This one is a keeper for sure, can't wait until mom sees you two!" says Emma's dad. "Yeah! Come on Emma lets... Emma?... are you okay?..." asks the little girl. "This is not happening... I... I" Emma begins to speak but stumbles upon words. "What? Is everything alright?.... You look pale... do you want some water?" "No... I... I need to sit... I..." Emma begins to speak, but she just cannot speak the words out. "This has to be a dream... I... I don't know what else it could be, but it feels so real...I... I remember this...." Emma tells herself. Emma and the little girl goes to the couch and sit down, "w... who are you?... may I ask?" asks Emma. "I... am Samantha... your best friend...I will assume that you were only joking there about asking me about my name... are you?" says Samantha, worried. "Yeah... I... I was... haha, got you..." Emma says, forcing a smile, "how can this be happening!? My father.... he is here!? I feel like I went back in time... but that is impossible... right?" Emma talks in her head to herself, "what date is it today Sam?" Emma asks Samantha. "It's.... the.... 24th of June, why?" Sam asks Emma. "Okay what year?" Emma asks Samantha again. "You kidding?..." Samantha tells Emma. "Just answer my question please..." Emma pleads Samantha. "It's 2014... and you have lost your mind..." Samantha tells Emma, slightly feeling worried. Emma opens her eyes wide, "this must be a dream, it has to be a dream, how the fuck could I then explain me going back 4 years in time...

Thoughts inside the mind of a rising killer

it's about a troubled girl who's life always finds her the most suitable rock to split her head into two pieces

Exponentia Liber

“my face shows it rough, the thoughts are enough; I write to not bluff what my head makes up.” This is my POETRY book so it’s not an actual story but they’re the poems I write from time to time. Hope you Enjoy :)

The CEO

FICOOL SHORT STORY COLLECTION

The Ficool Short Stories Collection was Launched in September 2019 in Kenya and Nigeria with the aim of giving upcoming writers a platform where their short stories can be published. The call for applications resulted in 12 submissions from Kenya and Nigeria. The best 6 stories from the first call out were selected by the Ficool team of Content specialists and 6 stories made it to the short stories collection. The short stories include: The Ghost of my friend By Ken Okumu (Kenya); A Bird in Hand is Worth Two in the Bush By Edith Macharia (Kenya); Kidnapped By Ofomah Chukwuebuka Gallant (Nigeria);Yes, I Do By Olaitan Femi Oboye(Nigeria); For Manhood's Sake By Osigwe Philip Uchenna(Nigeria); The Crow By Ofomah Rapuluchukwu Sidney (Nigeria)

Reborn Celebrity Superstar (bl)

Du Yun Xiu is a very gentle and kind person. He can throw away his chance to be successful in his career for a one-sided love that has no solution. He will stand up to a mafia boss for an actress he does not know. When the media exposes his sexual orientation, to cover up for the other person, he does not utter a complaint, and he faces the discrimination all by himself, to the point it brings him down to the pitch of hell with no return. Even after he was dead, standing in front of his own grave, he still does not have any grudge against Xie Yi, he even takes Xie Yi as his motivation to urge himself to be more successful in his new life. This is a translation

Unicus: Memories of Us; Remembered by Me

Some things you just don't forget even though you wish you could. That is the memories kept in our minds; memories that don't leave us no matter what; and I wished it will really not. Memories made by me with all the people I spent my days. Though I don't know if it will last forever, I hoped that these people will cherish our memories as well. -------------------------------------------------------------------- This is not a novel but a compilation of all the poems I've created. Hope you'll like it. -love ella-

hey, baby girl!

you think you can running away from your destiny? you think that person will be just like what your sweet imagination? the sweet you taste the longer the torture you feel! you don't deserved to be love! you are nothing!! ___________________________________________ waking up from the dream to the reality was like you waking up from heaven back to hell. the love you craving of was not like what you ever imagine... he wasn't meant for you. and you wasn't meant for him. he doesn't deserved you because you are nothing compare to her. yes, being born into a rich family making everyone adore you. yet all changed into the nightmare once all the love for you just a pretend to manipulate you. now...the suffering is your long lost best friend, tears are your best companion. While love like a torn shredding your heart and soul. to where should I present myself after this? to whom should I speak after all this? to what should I look instead of a piece of broken glass ready to tear open the bleeding wound? when all this started? Didi, Aulia is gone. she's no longer with us. she died on that day. the day they betrayed us. ******** you can support me at: https://ko-fi.com/jayizzabella Inquiry or QnA session send me those messages through: jayizzabella88@gmail.com Enjoy! Love- jayizzabella ❤️❤️❤️