Three short stories about a Somali child living in Europe and her memories of race and family. She travels to somalia and experiences the culture of her ancestors. Set in 3 countries (Denmark, England and Somalia).

Copyrighted 2017 *Completed* Highest rankings: #6 in Werewolf #1 in Wolves #3 in Featured He was said to be powerful, the most powerful of them all. A king of kings- a dark king. Complete control. He needed it- thrived on it. He was power, he was dark, and he was beautiful. They say he was a descendant of the first wolves- of shapeshifters so fierce they could kill with barely a glance. He was respected, revered. Feared. The King of the North. And we were the idiots sneaking into his territory. *Not your typical werewolf book* --please reframe from hateful comments directed at me or other readers who enjoy the story. *This book has no sexually mature scenes and is PG-13* *This book has nothing to do with The Game of Thrones, and is not a fanfic of any kind*

*Heighest ranking 26th in Love, 1st in General Fiction, and 1st in Tragedy, as well as no#1 in mystery* When you're the most feared and powerful Italian Mafia Boss, you cannot have the world know of your existence or of any personal ties you may have. Otherwise bad things tend to happen, and this man learned that lesson the hard way. Now, he refuses to allow anyone close to him, much less get anywhere past his cold exterior. Their story wasn't meant to begin like it did. They weren't meant to meet the way they did. After all, she was only a university student and he was a ghost. Nonexistent, a rumor, a story you told your children at night. But when the most unforeseen circumstances cause their paths to cross, not once, not twice, but thrice--an encounter that ends with the vow of discretion and avoidance. They have no choice but to acknowledge they have to stay away before one of them gets hurt. Which is exactly what happens. This causes another encounter between the two, but this time with a promise of safety and security, because he owes her his life. *** "I say what I mean, and I do what I say." He assured in a low rumbling voice that had her transported back to older times. "And when I say I will keep you safe, believe me, that not even a hair on your head will be touched." (The full story can be found on the following link: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B07NPSKL6W)

Poems from a Kenyan poet with a philosophical twist, sometimes even mathematical.

written poems from different talented poets. A poem in my mind A feeling in my heart A message in the wind Breathing in my lungs Air full of love Its you forever I want Be by my side forever with you I go wherever see the world's rare kinds It's you my love My heavenly dove For you I'm ready to die......... *kevroz single*

A teacher who will do anything to get his students to pay attention, two boys who feel they are being stalked on their school IPads, and school lunches that bite back, theses are all just some of the stories of Horror Highschool.

you never know what wonders in your mind..., but you know, you'll forget soon enough. so write it down, speak it out loud, only for your ears to hear from the words that slipped from your mouth ➴ ✇ might be triggering, curse language, suicide reference, sex references, drugs references, please beware of what you're reading, if you don't feel comfortable, you can leave. if you think you need help, i'm always here to hear all of your problems, if you're not comfortable talking to me, try to talking to your friends, family, your dog, or goldfish, maybe even a therapist. please be 13 + ✎ I guess you can call it poetry or just some random words that aren't even close enough to poetry...but this is only from my thoughts so, yuh... ✿ enjoy I guess... love L,

When the sun sets and they can't see me, can they hear me? * * || "Poetry" by an invisible girl. || * * * Highest Ranks: #6 in poetry [8/26/20] #11 in poetry [3/10/17] #10 in poems [12/23/2022] #1 in poems [08/03/2024] * * *Art posted in this book is drawn by me, they should not be used for any other purposes than this book.

Poetry in the real mind of a Kenyan Lifestyle..

First...its a true daily udate of my life... Am kinda tall...petite frame...dark skin..i find me pretty...but i also have my own insecurities...#We_all_do...I am 17...just cleared highschool...and i must say...it had its own ups and downs... Though the downs weigh more...Lets just say i was not any miss popular...but not invisible either...i was kinda a nerd..and am proud of it...i mean...why would anyone feel good after getting bad grades...oh come on!!!...i had sooo many crushes... Too bad they were not on a two way traffic...(sighs).Some say i am bipolar cause the school me and the me when am home is like sooo different...am more social and prettier when at home...(Or so they tell me)...I have been in many relationships that didnt last...either they cheated and i found out or i didnt feel the vibe no more... But you know what...am sooo mature to talk shit or crapp about my ex's...cause they once meant the whole world to me. Yes...i am a social person.!!!