Dear whoever you might be, I hope someday you'll find this and know that this is everything I didn't say. Copyright © 2015 by CielloMaxin Highest ranking: #11 in Poetry #7 in poetry - 10/9/16 #5 in poetry - 10/11/16 #4 in poetry - 10/29/16 DISCLAIMER: I do not own the photos I use for the covers of my books. All credits belong to their respective owners.

A girl had been living in the village of Mississippi where she was kidnapped raped and killed and after that day there was a train where her ghost used to haunt the people and a group of small children then started to investigate on it...............

"You're always talking about chocolate..." - his fingers slid under Sasha's chin, tilting his face up as he leaned closer, lips ghosting his ear - "but tell me, baby... would you let me find out if you're just as sweet?" Sasha blinking up at him, soft and wide-eyed, cheeks flushed: "Wha-? You're... you're weird," he mumbled, wriggling but not really pulling away, his little fingers gripping Dominic's shirt. Then, quieter, as his pout deepened. "...But you can't eat me. 'M not chocolate..." Dominic's lips curled into a dark, hungry smirk as he murmured back: "Oh, baby... you taste better than chocolate. And don't worry-" his fingers traced the line of Sasha's throat - "I don't plan on stopping at just one bite." ---- He was sugar in human form. Sweet. Fluffy. And a little messy around the edges. Sasha Clarke doesn't understand grumpy people - especially not the kind who glare at his chocolate cake like it personally offended them. But when a surly, sharp-eyed stranger mistakes him for his blind date and hijacks his afternoon, Sasha's world gets a whole lot more... interesting. Dominic Vale doesn't do sweet. Not desserts, not people, and definitely not wide-eyed little twinks who talk too much and lick frosting off their fingers without a care in the world. But there's something about Sasha - the way he giggles through his pouts, the way he makes everything soft and warm without even trying - that gets under his skin. He tells himself it's just a passing craving. But Sasha? Sasha plans to make sure Dominic gets hooked. A story of chocolate, sass, and a grumpy man who never stood a chance against sugar in human form.

I guess, the useless me, found a way to be useful 1st collection: Unsaid feelings 2nd collection: It is all in your head If you have time, check them out. Thanks

I do not own the book It Ends/Starts With Us, all credits go to Collen Hoover This is who I think who fits the characters very well

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COMPLETED Read and feel deep. 2nd poetry collection: "It is all in your head" #12 in worthreading

An easy and proven way to build good habits and break bad ones..

.I Hope This Doesn't Find You Akanksha never thought Ishan would mean anything more than a friend. He was just Dhanya's best friend-a senior, distant yet familiar, someone she teased but never truly saw. Until the little moments started adding up. The lingering glances, the quiet gestures, the way he noticed her in ways no one else did. She fell first. And she fell hard. But to Ishan, she was just a friend. Or so she thought. Hiding her feelings, she pretended to move on-until one night, a confession disguised as a joke changed everything. Because while she had loved him in secret for months... Ishan was only just beginning to realize that he was falling too. And he was falling even harder.

Exactly what the title says