IssyWritesss

🎀 Future Author of Fantasy-Romance🎀 I like to write oh yes 🙂‍↕️ Chris Sturniolo is MINE 🙂‍↕️ Fav book: Shatter me !! BE KIND! I also like to make book edits !! Highschool 🎀 Happy personality, sad soul.

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Who are we?

IssyWritesss

2 min read

who are we when no one’s watching?

i could write a story,

but even the words would betray us—

not the way your name still burns through my skin,

not the way we always sat just out of reach,

as if the world itself knew

we weren’t meant to belong.

but goodness, how we tried,

and still, we couldn’t hide.

they weren’t bad people,

just voices full of reason—

they said, _leave it makes sense_,

and i li...

Poetry

Romance

IssyWritesss

2 min read

I left you,

Not the other way around.

I promised I wouldn’t return,

Yet here I am, still yearning,

To be lost in you,

Drowned in the ache that’s always true.

It’s breaking me—

You break me—

In the sweetest of pains,

In the sharpest of stains.

It’s all me, I know,

My fault, my choice.

You’d tell me not to blame myself,

But how could I silence that voice?

I did this.

And now I wish to return—

But ...

Poetry

YA fiction

One step forward, three steps back.

IssyWritesss

4 min read

The subway rattled beneath them, a steady hum in the silence. It smelled like stale air and rust, the kind of place where time felt frozen. The kind of place where people passed through but never stayed.

Grayson sat stiff beside her, arms crossed, gaze locked on the window as the city blurred past in streaks of dull orange and electric blue.

He wasn’t sure why he was here.

Well, he did. He just...

Romance

YA fiction

A stab in the back

IssyWritesss

5 min read

She wasn’t listening to him, but he could hear her heartbeat—steady, then quickening, a quiet betrayal he couldn’t ignore. Her pulse hammered in his ears, louder than the soft rustle of the wind, mocking him in ways he couldn’t escape. Even without seeing her eyes, he could feel the weight of her gaze, heavy in the dark, like an impossible hope he couldn’t chase. Above them, the stars hung like di...

Fantasy

Romance

Wrath and Rage

IssyWritesss

5 min read

(Not my best, but I tried lol. TW: Violence, graphic description, death.)

POV: Marcus

Blood welled. Swords clashed. The air was thick with the metallic ring of steel and the screams—some of agony, some of triumph.

We were losing.

Half my men lay broken on the field, their bodies slick with blood. The enemy pressed forward, relentless, pulling out weapons and tricks I hadn’t even registered unt...

Romance

Fantasy

Part two: The fool.

IssyWritesss

3 min read

TW: Violence, death

Part two—POV: The fool

Never in my life did I believe joy was meant for someone like me—someone who has stained this world with blood and grief. I have killed. I have bled. I have caused suffering. And yet, here it is. A sliver of joy, carefully hidden away, meant for me.

_Her_.

The most beautiful soul I’ve ever laid eyes on, the only one I wish to look at. I can’t even recall...

Fantasy

Romance

Part one: The assassin.

IssyWritesss

2 min read

Trigger warning: Violence, graphic descriptions.

Part One—POV: The Assassin.

The room is silent.

Still, like a breath held too long.

I am still, yet my head reels, my thoughts crash and break like waves against stone. I did that.

The knife in my hand is heavier now, as if it has taken on the weight of what I’ve done. The tip drips red—his blood.

Oh, _gods_—

My gaze falls to the floor, to h...

Fantasy

Action

The melody in the rain

IssyWritesss

2 min read

(Not a poem!!)

The piano keys felt like a second language to Athena, their melody flowing through her fingers as if they whispered secrets only she could understand. In this sanctuary, tucked away from the world, she became one with the music—her heart beating in time with each note, a hymn of sorrow and longing. The rain outside lashed against the cracked windows, a soft, persistent drumbeat, a...

Fantasy

Romance

No more chances.

IssyWritesss

2 min read

(Was in my feelings and ended up writing this 😭—Also, not a poem but a short story)

Should I feel relieved, or should I drown in sorrow?

You were mine, yet you felt like a ghost—always near, never close, a presence just beyond reach. We were stitched together in hellos and goodbyes, and yet, those three words were always a tether, a quiet salvation.

_I love you._

And I did. I loved you like ...

Poetry

When Sorrow Calls

IssyWritesss

3 min read

(From my book)

He stood at her windowsill.

At first, she had only watched him from behind the glass—too afraid to move, too enthralled to look away. Devilishly charming wouldn’t even begin to capture the wicked beauty before her. His presence was the kind that seeped into the bones, that lingered like the taste of forbidden fruit on the tongue.

Charcoal-black hair, wild and tousled by the wind....

Fantasy

Romance