❝In the death of me, I found solace. ❞ What readers say: "Starkly honest, seeing the naked soul of your own, relishing the sorrows of being alive." "A mystic poet is born!" "Keep it up. Keep being alive. Keep writing." Poetry of the past of me. Lyrical verses from the mouth of Narissa. HIGHEST RANKS: #1 in Book of Poems #1 in Book of Poetry #1 in Wattys Poetry #blackopalawards2019 #blitheawards2019 #serendipityawards2019 #thelitawards2019

"i'm gonna be out with the girls." i lied. you nodded. why did you believe that? lowercase intended ranking: no. 2 in #poem 02/08/21 no. 9 in #poem 04/20/21 no. 2 in #poet 05/03/21 no. 12 in #poem 06/2/22 no. 7 in #poet 07/15/22

[COMPLETED] "Life doesn't get easier or more forgiving, we get stronger and more resilient." ― Steve Maraboli She has experienced more pain in her 15 years of life than many people do in their lifetimes. Her life has always been filled with pain, emptiness, and hopelessness. There was never a reason for her smile. But one day, her life took an unexpected turn. She now has to live with people she didn't even know existed. One father, seven overprotective brothers, and a bad boy who can't seem to get his mind off his good girl. What could possibly go wrong? Will her new family treat her the same way 'they' treated her? Or will they show her that life is more than what she thinks it is? There are a lot of secrets that everyone seems to be keeping are waiting to be unravelled. She's Resilient to make it this far. But how far will she go? Welcome to the journey of ARABELLA. Highest Ranking- #1 in Resilience #3 in father-daughter #4 in innocent #1 in 7brothers #1 in father-daughter #5 in life changing #1 in family secrets #3 in life changing #2 in life changing #2 in mafia princess #8 in brothers #1 in brothers #6 in olderbrothers #1 in crazy #3 in brothers #3 in abusivecontent #4 in older brothers #1 in abusivecontent #1 in goodgirl #8 in longlostsister #4 in longlostdaughter #2 in goodgirl #3 in longlostdaughter #1 in olderbrothers #9 in longlostsister #4 in longlostsister #1 in olderbrothers #2 in longlostdaughter #2 in brothers #5 in trouble #2 in lostprincess #2 in mafiabrothers #1 in abused #1 in siblings P.s- The photos used are from the internet.

Hadley Jamison doesn't know what to think when she hears that her classmate, Archer Morales, committed suicide. She didn't exactly know him, but that doesn't stop her from feeling like there was something she could have done to help him. So to Hadley's surprise, on the very night of Archer's funeral, she has a run in with Death himself and is offered the chance to go back in time to stop Archer from ending his life. The catch? She only has twenty-seven days to do it. And if Hadley doesn't succeed? Well, she doesn't want to think about that.

highest rank - #1 in poetry • ° cacophony ; a meaningless mixture of sounds ° here i present a messy cluster of my thoughts. just like what the title mean, 'meaningless' my thoughts are to which I give shape in the form of words. this book is a compilation of short (sometimes long) poems, free verses, simply my thoughts, single liners and everything of that sort. ©2017 zoovi. all rights reserved. {it was (obviously) written a long time ago and I have since then improved my writing and I would absolutely delete this book but people still read it for some reason so I don't wanna be rude to them, knowing they probably like it so idk just wanted to say that lol} ° published - august 26, 2017 °

"Throughout all my fourteen years living on this earth the thing I wanted the most was to end it all. " - Unknown

What would you do if your new boss if your biggest enemy in school? Popular girl Andrea Robinson has a big secret: she's actually very poor and has to work hard to maintain her lifestyle. And her friendships with the all-star cheerleaders. She's got a job as a maid in a big house. And then she finds out that the owner of this house is none other Alec Blaze, the school's most despicable player who dumped her bestfriend two years ago. And just like that, her life (and temper) is completely turned around. Alec finds absolute pleasure from annoying the hell out of her, and often she finds herself trying to not beat him up into a mush. But what is actually Alec hiding from everyone? Why he is such a different person at his house? Most importantly, why is it getting harder and harder to hate Alec freaking Blaze?

I am Nichole Pierce, I'm seventeen and I'm dying. I was diagnosed with Acute lymphoblastic leukemia. My time is running out. SNEAK PEEK: Niall walked in, found me crying on the balcony, he pulled me into a hug. Niall's shoulder was shaking too, it was then I realised Niall is crying with me. My brother who has been a rock throughout this period is crying. "I love you, sis," Niall kissed my head. I cried even harder, hugging Niall to me.

Heart pounding against my chest, I watched the spinning bottle slowly coming to a halt. I prayed for it to not stop at me but much to my annoyance, the tip of the empty wine bottle stopped facing me. " I dare you to punch the first person you see after you step out of this house...! ", Nathan told me the dare and I let out a sigh of defeat. " Fine. Let's get this done. ", I said before walking out the door. At first I couldn't see anyone on the road and I was relieved. That's until I heard footsteps. I peeked out further to check who the unlucky person was and it turned out to be Sam. Samuel Calvert! Our School Valedictorian and my secret crush since sophomore year. --- Sam pinned me against the wall as his face closed into mine. My heart is racing at an unbelievable speed. " You are the one who punched me that night!? I can't believe this! ", he asked as his teeth gritted against each other. " Sorry... it was a dare. " --- (I wrote this when I was 15 so please excuse the cringe... I didn't delete it because this has like so many reads omg! and I have better stories in my account, so...)

Highest ranking #1 as on 4th July 2017 "Tell me you are mine" the cold, sharp, merciless blade tried to force me into submission. Into HIS submission. I am not a property that anyone can own. "I-I am yours". Green is supposed to be my favorite color but as I look into his green merciless eyes I feel nothing but fear. "Good girl. Now, we don't want your dear ones hurt, do we?" **** Where do you see yourself in three years? Two? One? What gives you the certainty that there will be one at all? In a world where most people dream and everything is normal, how would it feel to not know what normal is? Life is never easy, and it won't ever be. It's harder when you have demons of your past and devils in your present to fight against. No one wants to lose, but how long can you keep yourself stable? Only the strong and brave survives in the race. Is she strong and brave? Triggers are present.