Haiku Stories

Since Total Drama was behind him, Cody had this secret kept from others being the son of Tony Stark/Iron Man & Emma Frost. Years later, a 23 year old Cody has made a name for himself being an inventor in his own right, honing his awakened mutant abilities and being a successful hero known as Iron Frost. Despite his major accomplishments, Cody couldn't find the one thing he wanted, a girl to love. While he struck out with Gwen years again but remained friends and gotten away from his stalker Sierra, Cody has been down on his luck & girls who wanted to date him only did it for his fame, money and the fact he was the son of Iron Man & Emma Frost to boost their own status & popularity. Cody had the right type of girl in mind, a goth girl but can he truly find that type of girl who will give him a chance? Or will he just be a solo hero?/Pairing: 23 year old Cody x Various Goth Women.)

Have you ever known the paradox of something that is constantly evanescing away despite existing eternally? A feeling- that continues to vanish whilst lingering deep within your existence. -Well, you will have most certainly known it by the time you close this book. Eternal Evanescence is a record of the raw emotions of a girl who had just newly turned 15, just fell in love, just starting to explore the meaning of life, who despises herself to the core and is just learning how to fit the words like pieces of a puzzle to create art. But in the span of 2 years her life will completely shift into something that she couldn't have imagined in her wildest dreams. ->No image used in this book belongs to me unless I have stated so. ->Plagiarism, hate, promotions and bullying is strictly not tolerated. ->All rights belong to me.

I wandered among the resting and found beauty where sorrow grows.

When the mist subsided, your eyes found me again.

Through snow I move, but with you the world becomes an ocean to surf together.

I have folded my wings so you may fly.

I hoped for your return, your warmth, your embrace, your soft whispers, and I have been waiting in silence for you.

not quite perfect as a piece of art writing but i can guarantee that every thought and feeling has been poured into it.

I'd weather every storm just to guard you.

I watch the sands vanish, blinking away my own existence.

Sunset comes and goes but I remain next to you.

A lone traveller, a girl, a faraway unknown planet. This story is about fateful encounters in a dark themed fantasy universe where gods and creatures alike clash to their demise or have peaceful meetings where time stops in a moment and are dearly remembered.

I chose honor even when the cost was everything.

Vuoi un assaggio dall'Ambrosia? Vieni qui affianco a noi... Poesie per tutti i tipi di persone immaginabili. E forse anche quelli inimmaginabili. -- Copertina creata da me. Immagine usata in copertina: Circe offre la coppa a Ulisse, John William Waterhouse, 1891.

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The wind carries whispers no living soul should hear.

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Beyond chaos and addiction lies a more tranquil life.

original contents written exclusively for prompts for contests on the website. I hope you enjoy and I hope I win.

When looking up at the night sky and staring into the dizzying depths of the Universe, sometimes I feel so tiny--so insignificant. Writing calms the roaring in my ears, catches the tears in my eyes, and sets me free on wings to soar among the stars. And occasionally, I catch sight of constellation configurations...