(#3) Paano kung sa mura mo pa lang na edad ay nabuntis ka na. Pero natatakot ka na sabihin sa lalaking 'yon ang katotohan dahil iniisip mo na baka hindi niya matanggap ang bata kaya naisipan mo na lang na lumayo nang hindi sinasabi ang katotohanan. Pero sabi nga ng marami, na walang sikreto na hindi nabubunyag. Ano na ang gagawin mo? Hihiwalayin mo ba ang lalaking nagpapasaya sa 'yo ngayon para lang sa ama ng anak mo? Ngunit paano kung ang ama ng anak mo ay magkakaroon na ng pamilya? Hahayaan mo na lang ba na matawag na anak sa labas ang anak mo? O ipaglalaban mo ang buong pamilya na pinapangarap ng anak mo? Let the story begin... Cover is not mine. Credits to the rightful owner.

Part 1: Roots of Legacy Growing up without a father, Zachida sets out to find him at 19. Along the way, she meets Thad, a military doctor helping out in her town. Will he help her or stand in her way?

Nandini Varma owns the only bookstore in town and is content with hiding her awkward self behind bestsellers. What she doesn't know is that her favorite author has moved near her, and that perhaps she could finally have a love story of her own, even if it's an awkward one. ***** Ryan Callahan wants to move on from his writing career and just work for the police. It's hard though, when the town's book lady happens to be a huge fan of his. She's smart, funny, beautiful, and kind - a lethal combination. He wants to get to know her more, but something seems to be holding her back. Who is this mysterious woman that Ryan can't stop thinking about? Content/trigger warning: This story contains themes of sexism and verbal abuse. [[word count: 70,000 - 80,000]] Cover designed by Joe Resch

Compilation || chaotic words and feelings.

poetry || raw and vulnerable words and feelings buried deep

| English | A feelings turn into words A hidden words only few can understand

Pieces

This is a book of some poems I've written recently. Some are about me, some are about books, and some are about something else entirely. Either way, I hope you enjoy reading them as much as I enjoyed writing them.

❝i've delicately chosen letters to form words and words to form sentences, each sentence a colorful paint stroke on the canvas of my mind.❞ [ #1 in poetry on 27/08/16 ]

Charlie doesn't speak, so he paints.