[★] As long as my memory exists, the memories will live forever [★] [★] It is a unique, exclusive story (I do not accept any plagiarism of it). To do so, you can kindly ask me for permission to take x, giving me credit if I give you permission. If you plagiarize, I will report you immediately (everything costs people) and that will be a problem between you and Wattpad, thank you. You can see it in my reading list: My intimate gallery [★]

[★] Some pieces of me. Which were unfairly stolen. The Shadows rest in peace. I will never be able to plagiarize something as original as my ex-works. All I can do is make sure they were mine [★] [★] To understand my re-uploaded works, I recommend reading this section, to be able to understand the sagas of my Clasf of clans and Mia novels, which are in a single one called Mia the price of the shadow, along with another ex called Hello which is an invisible tenant, they were modified. You can see them in my reading list in order: My anthology of fear [★]

[★] I will tell you about this veteran writer. Humble servant. Personal blog. Blogger since 2014/2018/2024 and currently 2025. No more spam or spoilers, let's begin [★] [★] It is recommended to read this section first, before my "novel" section, my ex-occultist sin testimony and journey. Which can be found on my reading list in order: The echo of my being [★]

Elizabeth es una chica algo orgullosa y valiente con gran carácter pero esta enamorada de uno de sus amigos, pero sucede que este es novio de una enemiga de Elizabeth, pero ocurrirán hechos que los uniran a ellos dos pero entre ellos se interpodran algunas personas. Elizabeth apesar de que luchara por su amor tendrá muchos enemigos y terceras personas que trataran de quebrar su relación especialmente la ex novia de su amor, aunque harán todo lo posible para estar juntos, pero,ella se pregunta constantemente si en verdad él la ama o ella lo ama a él? Créditos a la portada: @moon_greyyy Obra original: KerenDUchihaHernndez

[★] Shooting stars shine everywhere and not necessarily in the sky. But, sometimes we play blind or deluded about it. We let them go by without appreciating anything or leaving in the most horrible way of our lives. I certainly? born of my way of seeing life and understanding the world [★] [★] This is a unique, exclusive story (I do not accept any plagiarism of it). It is for reflection and meditation (spiritual). If you plagiarize, I will report you immediately (everything costs people) and that will be a problem between you and Wattpad, thank you. You can see it in my reading list: Celestial treasure [★]

[★] I don't consider myself an expert in poetry, much less a great poet, but I wrote in short verses to vent my cold sorrows. A better escape from death itself and perhaps, one's own agonizing toxicity. So as not to damage the veins, nor break the body and much less the soul [★] [★] This is a unique, exclusive story (I do not accept any plagiarism of it). It has parts from past contests for thousands of peculiar feelings and emotions, and if you plagiarize, I will report you immediately (everything costs people) and that will be a problem between you and Wattpad, thank you. You can see it on my reading list: My intimate gallery [★]

[★] The word of God is the only truth revealed in the world today, which even the great scientists are already believing in it. Many Christians and religious people have stopped reading the word and even walking based on it, which is sad today because seeing these times that happen. The Bible is based on 90% stories and journeys of Jesus and 10% of God's mandates which we must fulfill, are of what we should not do and what if we have to do [★] [★] I recommend reading this one, and it is (spiritual), before reading my other section (also spiritual), exclusive to God (Christians) without offending anyone, okay? Called "Divine Beat, the Bible in my heart": This has two very deep sagas: I do not accept plagiarism (YOU WILL BE REPORTED IF YOU DO) if you need me to clear up doubts or support you, I am here to support you, okay? You can see it in my reading list: Celestial treasure [★]

[★] I never truly understood what it meant to see beyond a fantasy. So, I simply depicted a school day during Valentine's. I unleashed a passionate collection of phrases, selecting them as I crafted them with intense emotion. And here you are, reading them. With a double saga, so you won't be left wanting more. Cling to what you're experiencing now. Not to what you're missing. Those are merely additions that God intends for you to have or not. But, sometimes, just sometimes, they're not meant for you, and you need to be very clear about that [★] [★] This is a unique, exclusive story (I do not accept any plagiarism of it) for thousands of peculiar feelings and emotions, and if you plagiarize, I will report it immediately. It has double sagas and is the most extensive. Also the most top. You can find it in: My intimate gallery [★]

[★] In the eternal struggle between Heaven and the abyss, where divine plans were a coveted beacon for darkness, an unexpected defender arose. She was not an archangel of dazzling power, but Orit, a celestial being whose very existence was a paradox, an intentional "flaw" forged to disrupt the Devil's distortions. Her arrival into the light was not marked by the unison of celestial trumpets, but by a different whisper, a discordant note in the perfect harmony. While other angels were created as pillars of virtue and unwavering obedience, in Orit a seed of...¿independence? Immoderate empathy? The label did not matter; what was undeniable was her uniqueness, that "flaw" which to less divine eyes might seem an imperfection [★] [★] NO PLAGIARISM OF MY COMPLETELY ORIGINAL WORK IS ACCEPTED -any attempt at plagiarism will be reported- be original, everything has a cost -begins 20/07/25- and -ends 30/07/25- both for a good read and to help the writer, totally free -exclusive and unique book -you can see it on my reading list: Whispers of the mythic [★] [★] Rankings: #1 ángelsanddemons [★]

[★] The silence in the jungle was unnatural, heavy, laden with a primitive scent. Since we crossed the temporal rift, the air was different. The radio went silent. At dusk, an immense shadow stretched among the ferns. Then, the ground trembled with the colossal drag of something approaching. We weren't hunters; we were the prey in a world we should never have awakened [★] [★] NO PLAGIARISM OF MY COMPLETELY ORIGINAL WORK IS ACCEPTED -any attempt at plagiarism will be reported- be original, everything has a cost -begins 8/07/25- and -ends 19/08/25- it's "horror" -exclusive and unique book -you can see it on my reading list: Whispers of the mythic [★] [★] Rankings: #1 dinosaurs [★]