Goodcry Stories

A short story of the experience of someone who has lost their lover. The mourning process is unique to everyone. As you aimlessly walk around your living room, someone u...

Robert sits down to a Valentine's dinner with his wife, Mary, but must soon he must embrace the sense of loss and heartache that is the truth of moving on. Originally wr...

Neveah was a normal teenage girl until a horrible accident caused the death of someone close to her. Ever since the accident she has struggled to fit in and is trying to...

Vesper Alden has the pressure of hundreds of thousands to save her home of Ravania. Is her magic strong enough to protect everyone?

Here's just a bunch of random short stories kind of. There's some real stuff in here that I am going through along with random little stories. There were also be some in...

Life during the time of Corona

Some poems and short writings from a 17 year old girl. Learning to love herself and accept love. Learning to let go of the past and grief.

It's just a bunch of little story's that should be sad. I can't promise that they will be. But let me know if you like it.

Since we were in kindergarten, me and Jyde(jid) have been friends. Friends kami kasi seatmates kami before, simula noon, hindi na kami mapaghiwalay. We promised each oth...

This story will be updated as I live my life but it's the good and the bad that makes this so interesting.

If you ever need a good cry or just need something this is the book for you it's mostly a vent page but you use it however you need

A story of love, fate, and being at the right place at the right..or wrong time. A work in progress with some grammatical errors until I edit. Comments welcome :) thank...

There's two teams of spies, Withers and Dreams. Enemies from the start, their feud has been going on forever, and every decade, two of the greatest spies from each team...

He needed me. I wasn't there for him. It's as simple as that. ~all the love k ✨ (Trigger warning ⚠️: self harm)

I don't cry about death itself. It doesn't frighten me much. At times it almost sounds appealing. I only cry when I think about the beautiful memories lost. But memories...