All the things I wanted to say/do but didn't I just wrote it all down instead.

My love, my pain and You It keeps me fragile and so I write to be strong enough again.. Plagiarism is a crime!!!

[ There will never exist "perfect" as long as the human breathes] { There will never be "unique" as long as society exists and the word "fit in" roams through our tongues} ●There will never be a me as long as others surround my life● There will always be us, but never "we" She wildly grinned as the contents on the wrinkled notebook page vanished, decomposing into smoke, hugging the air she shortly took, consciously inhaling her words, her grief, once again a cycle was sealed.

Highest :#5 Since the very inception of this universe, we've been there. Always watching, following, observing. We've even lived in galaxies and planets yet to be discovered by humans. Seen things beyond your wildest imaginations. But we were foolish. Imprudent we were to have followed the humans. For they have now ruined us. We are subjugated to live in captivity just so that peace can be maintained on Earth. Is there a way out for us? To escape this torture and pain? Can we...break the law? Go against the council? To rebel against the very decree that governs us? The charter that dictates who we are and the legislation that we are all bound to since the very beginning of time? But how longer can one endure? Our freedom, honour, dignity, all ripped away. Gone. Forced apart from our loved ones, with no hopes of a reunion. Without even a chance to say goodbye. Are our lives going to be spent in servitude till our very last breath? Or can there be a change after 4.54 billion years? Dare I hope for a revolution? Or is it criminal to even have such thoughts? ******************************** 'No Lucia. I can not. I will not. I will not let you live your life pining after me in the hope that someday we will be together', I said with a heavy heart. I refused to bind my loved one to me. Our masters would eventually change and then we would be separated again. And I couldn't see my Lucia in such agony. 'Oh Cimme', Lucia replied cupping my jaw with her hand. 'I love you and I'll happily wait for aeons simply knowing that you do too'. 'I do. With all my heart, but, Love is a trap my dear Lucia. When it appears we see only its light, not its shadows'. I replied solemnly. Trying to knock some sense into her. 'Then my dear Cimme', Lucia began with a twinkle in her eye, 'I'm glad I fell into this trap. Only then would I have seen you.' **********************************

Danika Whitmore- 24 years old. 5'6''. Aries. Curvy. Smart. Blunt. Curly brown Hair. Light brown eyes. Thick rim bluish black eyeglasses. By birth businesswoman and by choice fashion designer, she has the best of both worlds. Never learned to give up, she succeeds at every point of her life, at least business side. Two years after graduating in fashion designing from NYU, she has her own clothing chain. At a very young age, she is known among the best fashion designers in New York. The upcoming show in Paris will make her known internationally. For this fashion show, the stakes are even higher. Not willing to take any chance, she is going above and beyond. But is it as simple as she perceives? Will she able to make her name in the international players of the fashion world? Ryan Scottsdale-29 Years old. Lean, muscular body hidden behind the lavishly tailored suit. Jet black styled up to keep a razor-sharp look. Stormy green eyes that hold deep dark secrets. Strong jaw line with high cheek bones. Five o'clock shadow that adds to his dark and mysterious look. Scottsdale is arrogant and ruthless. His employees cower from him and his opponents despise him. Fashion idol by day and street fight by night, he knows in and out of this and the underground world. Graduated from Cambridge University in Business Management, he is wise and slick. Currently, he holds all the cards of Fashion Industry internationally. Recently, he has heard a rumor of a little birdie called Danika Whitmore skirting into his territory without his consent. He plans on letting her know what happens when somebody comes into his region unwanted. Will he be successful? Or will he meet with his ultimate rival?

A girl named Camey she lives in Miami. She loves surfing one day her life changed after she finally stuck with one of her big waves she been trying to stick with. What will happen after she Finley has her dream come true?

||Book 1 of the Chronicles of the Last Oströn|| Blue orbs. Shadow beasts. Strange voices. Matthew Descartes' life had been normal- mediocre at best- before a blue orb randomly appeared in the midst of the forest. It altered the very chemistry of his body, and he walked away with remarkable powers that caused him to see things others couldn't. No once could give him answers, so piece by piece he had to decipher the mystery on his own. That was until a mysterious being from another dimension contacted him, slowly filling in the questions. Apparently, Matthew was one of four humans chosen as hosts for a foreign energy, and he would be the added piece in this twist of destiny. Or had this been an element of fate all along? Though the beings from the other dimension have sworn to help, Matthew can't help but feel an eerie and sinister call behind their words. They said Winter found him, but now it's his turn. **This series lightly covers topics like depression, self-harm, and suicide, so please do not continue reading if you are uncomfortable with these topics** [Cover by the cover goddess @RachelS8766]