Some lives look perfect only because no one looks closely enough. She has everything a life is supposed to hold-money, structure, comfort, order. A world carefully arranged so nothing ever seems out of place. But perfection is not quiet. It hums. It watches. And over time, it starts to feel less like safety and more like something that is being maintained... deliberately. Easy to ignore. Until they aren't. Because a controlled life does not stay still forever. And neither does the mind living inside it. This is not a typical story......It is what happens when your mind begins to write things you never asked it to remember

A small town boy from the Caribbean sharing what's in his expressive mind and broken heart. ❤ Highest rank #1 in Poetry for 6 weeks and #1 in TeensLife for 1 year !! ❤

Humanity survives in scattered underground bunkers after the world above collapses. Underground Bunker is stable, structured, and safe-at least on the surface. Fourteen-year-old Cynessa Vale lives here while hiding a secret power no one else but her friends in the bunker knows about. She attends school like everyone else, supported by her trusted friend Amy and quietly targeted by students like Bianca who don't understand her. But when odd signals start appearing in the bunker's systems and a new boy arrives carrying secrets of his own, Cynessa's double life begins to crack. Her hidden past is tied to someone far more dangerous than the bunker suspects. And the truth she uncovers will decide whether she protects this place... or destroys it.

He placed a file of marriage papers on the counter, sliding a pen across to her. His dark, sharp eyes locked on her every move. "Tarsou ge tum , tumhe uska deedar bhi naseeb na hoga.... Khwaaisch he meri ke tumhara pyaar kabhi poura na hoga"........ {"You will long for him, yet you will never get to see him... My wish is that your love is never fulfilled."} Aayesha said with a deep hatred filled in her eyes. "Mohabbat , dua aur baddua sirf kitabi bate he..... Haqeeqat mai iska koi wajoud nahi...... Zaya hojayegi tumhari Mohabbat ki talash........ Jab badlegi meri caahat, junnon me sirf tumhe pane ki"....... {"Love, prayers, and curses exist only in books... In reality, they have no meaning... Your search for love will go in vain... For when my desire changes, my obsession will be only to have you."} "Sign it. Now. The sooner you do, the sooner this becomes official." "This is not a pure love story. It's a cursed tale, where a haunted past shattered them, destiny entwined their paths, and fate gave them a chance-however fleeting."

Trigger Warning Graphic violence and murder are depicted in detail. This chapter (and the entire story) contains explicit descriptions of killing. If you are sensitive to such content, please skip this story. In 1973 Brooklyn, a quiet, anxious teenager makes a choice that changes everything. What begins as a solution to fear turns into something darker, colder, and harder to stop. Told in an unflinching first-person voice, A Killer's Way is a brutal, intimate look at violence, justification, and the lies we tell ourselves to sleep at night. This isn't a story about justice. It's about why.

|She never planned to stay. She never planned to survive either.| A boarding school that feels more like a prison. A letter that knows too much. Silence that screams louder than words. This is not a love story. Not yet. It's about loneliness, memory, and the quiet danger of trusting the wrong people. Some places don't teach you lessons. . . . They erase you. #1 hate-at first sight