Devon Barnes and her best friend, Dante Granger, have just finished University and move into the third story flat in a gorgeous, newly renovated town house. The excitement of her first place soon wears off for Devon as she notices some strange things happening in the flat. Dante brushes it off as stress from the move and Devon’s new job, so she finds herself trying to work out what is happening alone. With only a two initials scribbled on a piece of paper, she sets out to find who ZJ and SM are. None of the neighbours seem to want to discuss the previous tenants, but when Devon overhears them gossiping about ‘poor Spencer Morgan’ she is halfway to discovering what is going on. Things take an unexpected turn as Dante starts to notice Devon acting out of character, and he is forced to face the truth – something out of the ordinary really is going on.

[PREVIEW ONLY] No one knows the real identity of the hospital's Plague Saint is sixteen-year-old Winter Pierce. No one knows she's a fraud. And no one knows she's a killer. While floods and heat waves devastate the southern lands, the northern cities face blizzards and plagues. Up until two weeks ago, the Plague Saint of Devil's Pass was a real doctor. But when Winter learned he was only saving the rich and planned to let her mother die, she confronted him. And killed him. The death was an accident, but taking his place to save lives was a choice. Then, Winter's forced to kill again to save her brother. Her double life, already doomed to fail, is complicated further when her assistant insists on tracking down the murderer. Attempting to cover her tracks leaves Winter tangled in a political web. All the while, people are getting sicker, and trying to find the cure leads her to an enemy far smarter and more dangerous than she is. Powerful people want to see Winter fail. There's more to the plagues than meets the eye. Winter is rapidly running out of time, but she's determined to save her brother from death and her city from corruption. And she'll kill anyone who gets in her way.

Poems that I have made over time. This is like a diary translated into poetry. This one is done, I just have a feeling. Please check out my other poetry.

Evil spirits. A cursed prince. Death itself in disarray. Iris just wants to go home, but fate has other plans for this young priestess and her odd companions. /// The land of Erinlin is dying, its ancient traditions choked out by the Kaerent church and its true priestesses, the Candlemaidens, increasingly regarded with fear and suspicion. All Iris wants is to tend her candles, win her shade battles, and chat with the spirits of her realm. But when she is torn away from her home by the Kaerent king, she learns that her country needs her to be far more than a typical Candlemaiden-- she must be as the legendary priestesses of old and walk through Death itself. *** Cover help from the awesome @ArdenBrooks. Special thanks to @rainersalt, @giveitameaning, and @piperjones033 !

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Ambitions and dreams vis-a-vis reality and corporate politics.

"Is that why she always loved the rain?" 「 Rain- the symbolism humans depict as sadness, darkness, the feeling of discontent and depression 」 "it's my fault wasn't it"

Best rank :#2 in rain (as of 09/05/2020) #4 in heartbreak (22/09/2021) #4 in rain (as of 22/09/2021) #7 in poem (as of 12/09/2020) #10 in poetry(as of 10/09/2020) This book is about all the Bengali poems that I have written so far.

মুক্তি এমন একটা চাওয়া যেখানে শান্তির একটা অদ্ভুত আশা থাকে, থাকে মুক্ত বিহঙ্গের মত খোলা আকাশে উড়ে বেড়ানোর মত এক অনাবিল আনন্দ... সেই আনন্দের একটা ছোঁয়া থাকে ভালবাসাতে... ভালবাসা নাকি মুক্তির আরেক নাম তাই না? কিন্তু যদি সেই ভালবাসাই আপনাকে আবদ্ধ করে?? কেড়ে নেই আপনার সব কিছু তখন??? কিন্তু সবাই যা চাই তা কী সব সময় মেলে? মানুষের চাওয়া ও পাওয়ার মধ্যে যে তফাত, সেই তফাত যে সব সময় ঘোচেনা... হাজার চেষ্টা যেন সেখানে দাবানলে এক বিন্দু জল এর সমান... কিন্তু সে চেষ্টা চালিয়েছিল,সেই মেয়েটা মুক্তি চেয়েছিল তার সেই অতীত থেকে যা আজও তাকে তাড়া করে বেড়ায়...ঠিক যেমন একটা দুঃসপ্ন তেড়ে বেড়াই একটা ছোট্ট শিশুকে... কিন্তু তার এ দুঃসহ দুঃস্বপ্ন যে তার ভাগ্যের সাথে জড়িত, তার জীবনের একটা অবিচ্ছেদ্য অংশ... সে কী পারবে এতটা কঠিন পথ হাঁটতে ?

বাংলাদেশে জন্ম হয়েও মালেশিয়ান হিসাবে বেঁচে থাকতে হচ্ছে। আজ প্রায় ২১ বছর তাদের সাথে কোন যোগাযোগ নেই। তারা আমাকে হারিয়ে ফেলেছে এক অচেনা দেশে।কি ছিল আমার অপরাধ।আজ পর্যন্ত আমি জানি নাহ আমার বাবা মা বেঁচে আছেন কি না!আমি কি তাদের খুঁজে পাবো?