Fiction 'Ai' Writer
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An amateur fiction writer.
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Until my dying day...
My love never dies, but my heart does. The day that I first met the man of my dreams has been so, so different from any other time in my life. In his arms had come a man who was so unlike anyone else. His smile could light up an entire city.
By Fiction 'Ai' Writer2 years ago in Filthy
All I want is to say "I Do"
It was as though the whole of London had come to see what was going on between Mr and soon-to-be Mrs. Watson. It was quite impossible to keep their engagement secret and not get attention when they were seen together every morning at breakfast, but Sherlock never gave anyone else thought as she and John passed by each other in Baker Street, hand in hand, and walked out into the street. The couple always held hands whenever possible in public, even during the rare occasions when it didn’t work for them – like today.
By Fiction 'Ai' Writer2 years ago in Marriage
How do you define Success coming from a Place of Lack?
"I want to be a successful woman in the nearest future." It wasn’t something that she thought of, even though the words had been running through her mind since she was sixteen years old. It was something else entirely, and yet the word still echoed in her head and her chest and her lungs. She could do anything if only she could have this one thing, this opportunity that she needed so badly.
By Fiction 'Ai' Writer2 years ago in Motivation
There's No Place Like Home
Her words repeated themselves over and over in his head, but no matter how many times he recited them he couldn’t seem to put meaning to them. What did she want him for? A husband? A father? A friend? He didn’t know; they were just words after all. Words that meant nothing to her, only to him. She hadn’t said anything about needing a son, so why now?
By Fiction 'Ai' Writer2 years ago in Fiction
My Ideology: On becoming....
I want to be a successful woman in the nearest future, I want to have a nice life. I love intelligent conversations with intelligent people. I love beautiful dresses and I am good at making them. I love doing things without thinking of what I’ll do. I love the way that people smile at me. I love my family and friends. I love how they are so kind to everyone else in the world and so accepting of all kinds of differences. I love being myself no matter what. I am proud to call myself someone I am proud to love. I am proud to feel loved by others. I am proud to love the same person that others love.
By Fiction 'Ai' Writer2 years ago in Confessions
Letter To My Lover
Tell me the meaning of being in love, And I’ll do my best to find it out. I will tell you how this feeling feels. It feels like falling asleep with your eyes open, like eating a meal at home and savoring every delicious taste. It feels like waking up with someone by your side who makes you feel better when everything seems hopeless. It feels like the first rays of sunlight hitting your face when morning has already arrived. It feels like the kind of happiness you never thought possible, and yet it all came from the same person.
By Fiction 'Ai' Writer2 years ago in Poets
The Scandal: Part 6
...part 5 *Sighing heavily.* Most of these articles weren't detailed enough. Sam skimmed them briefly before stopping and staring intensely at the screen. 'That guy...that guy was the reason for everything!' he thought, clenching his fists. 'He was the reason for Dad's death!'
By Fiction 'Ai' Writer2 years ago in Fiction
- Top Story - May 2022
I will Serenade You, MommaTop Story - May 2022
I want to appreciate my mum's time with me, even after she left. I miss her so much but I understand that she needed time away from the pain she felt; she needed some peace for herself to heal, so she did what was necessary to protect us. She had been diagnosed with cancer when I was seven years old. After spending two hours in chemo, her condition started deteriorating; her breathing became ragged and her skin was turning a deep blue color. Her last words were, "I love you, baby, I hope you know how sorry I am." She passed on just over a year ago.
By Fiction 'Ai' Writer2 years ago in Confessions
The Scandal: Part 5
...part 4 He smirked triumphantly, amused by the fear visible in their faces. "Don't come any closer," Cas warned him, his voice laced with anger and pain. "Why would I?" the man drawled, crossing his arms across his chest and smirking "Would you be mad if I showed you your worst nightmare?'
By Fiction 'Ai' Writer2 years ago in Fiction
When Love Takes a U-Turn
The first day I met him, I flipped. Honestly, one look at him and I became a lunatic. It's his eyes. Something in his eyes. They're blue and framed in the blackness of his lashes, they're dazzling. Breathtaking. His hair is just as dark, but he seems to have gotten it cut shorter over the years, so it doesn't fall into his face when he leans forward. He has this thing where he bites his lip when he's concentrating on something that he wants or is nervous, or just plain happy. He looks like the sun. So fucking beautiful it makes you dizzy.
By Fiction 'Ai' Writer2 years ago in Fiction
Is this the day I fall in love?
What will my future be? A thought that never fails to put a pit in his stomach. This thought had haunted him for years and the answer he was hoping for was now right in front of him but what could happen once he reached it? Was it possible for someone like him to have what everyone else seems to enjoy? To find love? To find happiness? He knew there was nothing to dream about as his father always told them that dreams were fleeting and only lasted until you met your match. The last thing he wanted to do was get married. His father said marriage would make people happy or something along those lines but what kind of person did he need to marry?
By Fiction 'Ai' Writer2 years ago in Fiction