|COMPLETED ✔️✔️✔️✔️| Rasputin has to do with horrible people and how they treat others along with mental illnesses and what they do to a person, some romantic poems too. let's get this bad boy an award!!
A bundle of poems that explore the tainted world of yellow that is my mind. I hope you can feel the emotions of despair, desire and delight I try to express through my words of poetry. "You are dripping in luminosity, The very definition of yellow." ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ ❀ Please be aware that these poems touch on sensitive topics...
"I DIDN'T KILL ANYONE!! " I fired back. "Oh yeah? Prove it!" he said, passing his hands through his dark hair. For a moment, I was hypnotized by his aesthetic-blue eyes. I couldn't stop admiring his beautiful face. HE IS DROP-DEAD GORGEOUS. * Shit! Stop it Daya! You are about to be thrown in prison! * _____________...
'He grabbed my sleeve, ripping it from my arm and exposing my skin. He gasped at the patches of purple and red which covered me. "Will? Are those bruises? Did... Did I leave those?" I laughed coldly. "Don't pretend to care now. You've made it your mission to make my life a living hell for the past few years, but her...
In a fateful encounter that began as a one night stand, Chandria Lee found herself unwittingly embarking on a transformative journey that would alter the course of her life forever. ***** Unlike those in search of love, Chandria led a different kind of li...
When Kylie Johnson's temperamental, ominous, and overprotective older brother continuously ruins her love life, she decides to permanently eliminate the word 'love' from her vocabulary. But when her ex, Julian Davis, returns to her life with a tremendous love dwelled in his kind heart, will she be able to block her fe...
Story revolves around a town allegedly becomes in a ghost town If you like it do vote me and follow me This story is purely original it is not derived from anywhere.
It all started on a rainy day in Paris when she meets the guy of her dreams, With out think that it would ever happen but it did. A lot of regret and a lot of love.
Panic-stricken, I came out of the club, frustrated, not knowing where to go. My pace became faster with every step I took. Having run to and fro in a rage of running, I stood defeated my cries suppressed into sobs. The crowd became very thick but somehow there I caught a glimpse of her. I quickly ran to her. She was l...
