A poetry collection

Relapse. After the Point - a story about love born from ruins. About pain that never truly fades - it only changes its shape. About finding your way back to yourself when all that's left is the truth. This isn't a story about falling. It's about what comes after the fall. Because sometimes, to heal - you have to break again. Sometimes, you have to hit the ground - to finally feel that it's real.

This could have been a gentle story for quiet autumn evenings. But it shattered against Morphine - a chapter that will not let you stay indifferent. And now, you'll understand why. This is not a story about perfect love. It's about healing through pain, about love that blooms after trauma, and about the fragile line between salvation and obsession. She is a woman rebuilding herself from the ashes. Not strong - simply real. A mother. A fighter. A writer whose words cut deeper than truth itself. She doesn't want to be someone's muse - she only wants to be understood. He is the man the world worships... and fears. A legend. A symbol of an era. But behind the fame, there's a man haunted by his own darkness. Together, they are fire and gasoline - two broken souls learning how to love without losing themselves. Their story isn't a fairytale. It's an age-gap dark romance about redemption, grief, and the courage to love again. With touch. With words. With silence between the lines.

"It's yours," I say when she merely stares, eyes flicking back and forth between it and myself. Calculating, processing. Wondering why on earth I would just hand it over to her. That's the question of the day, isn't it? The answer is because she's the revolution now. She's grown into the exact person I thought she would become - needed her to become. Every god needs a believer, but I can't say I expected to ever be the one kneeling. I used to want to lead the world. Now I just want to watch her remake it. I step closer, slowly, carefully. Like I'm approaching a predator. Because I am. Her head tilts to the side, confusion swirling amidst the cold calculation. My eyes travel down her form, cataloguing everything that's changed about her. Her stance is more rigid, her hair tamer, posture perfect. The wild, emotional girl is gone. And in her place is a queen in the making. -------- Verena Ebonmere was never meant to stand out. Her magic was bound, her family tried to forget her, and even at Hogwarts she's just another face in the crowd-until a mark blooms against her skin, thorn-shaped and burning with power she doesn't understand. Now everyone seems to want something from her: a professor whose charm hides something far more dangerous, a boy whose visions of rebellion could consume them both, and a person whose gentle smile conceals secrets older than the school itself. Pulled between desire, loyalty, and the lure of her own unraveling power, Verena must decide whether she's the prey everyone expects her to be... or the crown they never saw coming. *NO HARRY POTTER KNOWELDGE NEEDED!!* *I do not own any of the world building or settings, but all characters and plots are my own :)*

It's a story about a girl who've never experienced a lovelife. She is quite and shy so she doesn't like social interactions, a little bit sociophobic.When she meets her first ever crush she starts to change her life a bit but never says she likes him.But she always end up meeting him again and again in her way of life.The story shows the youthlife she spends with her friend while struggling their dreams.Will she be able to express her feeling or end up unconfessed?Let's check it out together by reading the story.Hope you all enjoy it👍. Disclaimer: All the pictures I used here are not my own creation.They are all downloaded from google and other sources.

☆ DESTINED FROM TEENAGE ☆ """""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""" Story of two teenagers VASU ❤️ VANYA They were classmates but destiny brought them together _______________________________________________________________ ◇FORCED MARRIAGE AT TEENAGE AGE Manish :you both are getting married Grandma: if you refuse I will not eat anything ◇VILLAN Mayank: babygirl you are the toy...that is only made for me I will not let you marry him ◇THEIR DIFFERENT DREAMS Vanya: I want to become a doctor Vasu: I am preparing for JEE to get admission in IIT Let's support each other ◇AWKWARD MOMENTS Vasu:and......umm....(hesitate).....I stay here for you as we promise to support each other Vanya: actually......(hesitate) I got my periods ◇CARE FOR EACHOTHER Vasu: As my birthday wish.... please make her healthy again I can't see her suffering like this ◇DEPRESSION Vanya :(crying) I am definitely not a good daughter that's way they send me away from them Karma: let them get divorce ◇CONFUSION Aman: why Vasu and Anjali have same locket ... are they related to each other ◇PAST CONFESSION Vanya :(crying hard)he .... he ... tried to harass me when I was just 14 Meena :when you were just 3 year old we lost your sister in an accident . ◇CROSS CRUSH OF THEIR FRIENDS Nikita: Vasu I want to say that I love you so much Vanya: sorry Ankit I can't accept your perposal ◇REVENGE Vanya: do you really think I am the same Vanya...whom you know when she was just 14 ◇LOVE Vasu: I miss her so much. / Vanya: I feel so empty without him "I think I fell for her/ him" ◇ROMANCE "FRIST TIME WHEN WE DANCE IN RAIN IT WAS FUN BUT THIS TIME ITS ...... ROMANTIC "

Viraaj, crowned prince of Pratapgarh, infamous all over India because of his cold and ruthless demeanor. Iravati, princess of Hridyavan, beautiful and kind. She has a great affection towards astrology. She has learned poetry, cooking and weaving like every other princess, but is she delicate and weak like other princesses too who needs men protection? She has hidden several secrets behind her smiles. How will Viraaj react when he will get to know real Iravati? Will they come together to expose every conspiracy going on in both kingdoms, behind their backs?

He was the bastard prince no one wanted. She was the bard girl who gave him her heart. Now he's king- and the first thing he did was outlaw stories. Lyra Lightfoot once believed in fairy tales. She believed in love, in music, in Cyril Abecassis- the second-born prince with ink-stained fingers and a wounded heart. But power changes people, and Cyril didn't just take the throne of Xena; he's begun to destroy everything they once held dear. Authors are vanishing. Magic is hunted. A boy is burned for reading a book. And Lyra? She's running for her life with Arthur, a battle-scarred magician whose heart bleeds ink and fire. But Cyril is not done with her-not by a long shot. Because beneath his cruelty is a secret only she knows, a monstrous truth wrapped in soft promises and broken wrists. To save the kingdom, Lyra must dig through the ruins of the boy she loved and decide whether he can still be saved-or if she must become the villain in their story. A haunting tale of forbidden magic, fractured love, and the cost of telling the truth shows humanity at its lowest point- and how far one could go for a lost soul. TW: character death, accurate depictions of dead bodies, sexual innuendos, sex scene, rape, domestic abuse, homicide, genocide, parent loss, abandonment, blood, alcohol abuse and use, kidnapping and abduction, self harm, mental illness, suicide https://open.spotify.com/playlist/7tgc7SCD2q4OgtNTB5sTsW

Here is another short story collection filled with magic and wonder! Get ready to face unpredictable scenarios, the likes of which you never seen! The fictional realm is a very uncertain spot where anything is possible! Amazing cover created by my bestie @Malakhamato11 ❤️✨🍕

She was sent to a school no one had ever spoken of-a place hidden between worlds, where shadows whispered and fairy tales were more than stories. Every corridor seemed alive, every corner held secrets, and nothing was quite as it appeared. And then, in the midst of its wonders and dangers, she uncovered a truth about herself so extraordinary, so impossible, that it silenced everyone who saw it-and changed the way the world would look at her forever.