Love was supposed to be warm, safe-a forever kind of promise. But forever is a lie. Michael stood in the ruins of something he once believed unbreakable. Love had slipped through his fingers, not like sand, but like shards of glass-cutting, bleeding, unforgiving. He had won every battle in court, but love? Love had been his greatest defeat. Maisha once thought love was enough. That two hearts beating as one could survive anything. But she was wrong. Love was not a fairytale; it was a storm-merciless, cruel, and relentless. And now, she stood in its wreckage, trying to breathe through the ache in her chest. And then there was Emily. The girl who loved too much. Too desperately. Too ruinously. Love had twisted inside her, turning into something unrecognizable. She didn't just lose Michael. She lost herself. Three hearts. One war. A battlefield painted in betrayal, heartbreak, and regret. Because love doesn't always heal. Sometimes, it destroys. And this time, it burned everything to the ground.

Hey there! "The title explains it all", so here I am. writing a book filled with some amazing H.S one shots & imagines. Some are sad, Some are cute, Some happy & some are smuty too ;) Hope u like the book TPWK ❤️ Appreciation for the book- • 1st prize in Halloween contest 2021 • 3rd prize in Gothic Awards • #1 in onedirectionfanfiction • #1 in idkwhattoput, onedirectiononeshots & allmylove for more than an year • #31 in imagines

A 72 year old philosopher is at his deathbed. He spent all his life trying to master his own mind. To battle the human aspects of his own being. All that is left from him are the manuscripts that carry his whole life. Moreover, things that are bigger than life itself.