The narrator comes to India after many years. She does not believe in paranormal existence. The story is about what happens when she comes face to face to that existence.

These are a set of few poems which define the journey of life or rather experiences which each person has gone through and have become capable of what they are now. Life has a bright side as well as a dark side but it depends on us, which of these define us.

In a village where female empowerment has never been heard of,a village where girls are married off to men old enough to be their fathers once they start their menstruations. Maryam lives in this village and she has to face humiliation and great transgressions when she is molested. A short story.

"𝐄𝐥𝐥𝐚 𝐑𝐨𝐠𝐮𝐞 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐚 is that right?" I halted as soon as I heard my name echoing in the dark. "Who is it?" I couldn't stop running after escaping the brothel I was forced into. "Your owner Darla" He said. I could hear steps reaching towards me. "Here to save and taste you" Oh no. It's him. Him, I was running from all these hours. It's him who is not gonna leave a chance to taste his cherry tonight. "𝐀𝐢𝐥𝐚𝐬 𝐁𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐮𝐞 𝐄𝐬𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫" A dark figure walked upto me. A single ray of street light directly landing on his alluring face. His messed up hair and sweat over it made my pussy wet. "How could I miss tasting my cherry tonight Darla?" He came over to me, he grabbed my waist with an unbeatable force and pulled me closer. My now aroused self and hardened nipples touching his chest. "My Cherry gonna Blosscum tonight." ________________________________________________ All about how Ailas's touch can do wonders to her.

Getting disclosed in front of a life long friend is one thing. What happens when Lily is unveiled in front of a guy that she just met? ::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::: Lillianne Rose Jackson, a quiet girl who's usually found with a hoodie covering her form, has had a hard life. With her parents dead and no one to console her, her world has already come crashing down, and she is now numb to everything around her. With an abusive boyfriend added to her equation, her life is nothing but the destructed leftovers of the limited happy and carefree moments that she had. When Asher, the schools notorious, but not so cliché bad boy notices her in a dodgeball session, he can't help but feel curious about the girl. Her blood stained hoodie, quiet demeanor and reserved self definitely send off warning signals to Asher, and he wants to make sure that she's okay. With a tragic past of his own, his best buds and himself might know exactly what to do to help her. But will they be able to help her out of her shell? Especially since her one mission in life is to remain free of any commitments? Or in other words, not be what she hated to be called most? The word... Devoted. - The STUNNING cover is by the talented: moonkissedgirl

They say that a lock needs a key to be opened. But what if the key is broken? --------------------------------------- Zoe Hester has had nothing but horror and sadness in her life. Thankfully, the past few years had been looking up for her. With a flower shop, best friend and place to call her home, she thinks that she has everything she could ever want. But, have all her past wounds really been fully healed? Levi Jaxon is a renowned singer. As a worldwide superstar, people think that he has everything he could ever want or need. But what if he doesn't have everything? What if he also has dark secrets that he has hidden from the world? When the two meet coincidentally, they instantly become friends. Will they stay friends despite the obstacles thrown their way? Will love bloom along the way? Will they reveal their secrets to one another? Most importantly, will they be able to save each other? With flowers, fame and unforeseen facades, things might get a little complicated... ABSOLUTELY BEAUTIFUL cover by: -stxrlightt-

Book one of the temptation series AND ISN'T A STANDALONE ❦︎𝐈 𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐈 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐈 𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐈 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐈 𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 ❦︎ ❦︎𝐇𝐨𝐰 𝐝𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐲 𝐚 𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐧𝐞?❦︎ ❦︎𝐈𝐭 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐬 𝐚 𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐨 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐲 𝐚 𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫❦︎ We were 'hate' fucking. I hid my gun underneath the bed because I don't fully trust him. He is unpredictable. I moaned, not able to hold back the way that made me feel and as I slowly recovered from it, he spanked me one last time before he pulled out. He stood up, grabbed his scattered clothes all over the room as he pointed a finger " Don't forget that, this doesn't change anything between us " I lifted myself unable to move due to the ache between my legs. He instantly pinned my naked body to the wall, a hand cupping my throat with a tight grip whilst he placed the other beside the left side of my head on the wall. I gasped with shock."You are mine to fuck.My enemy and mine alone." He demanded with a husky voice. He put on his black shirt and I take the chance to tug him, our lips inches apart. "If I am yours, then you are mine" I mumble slowly. He smiled at himself, his dimples appearing.

❝your honeyed velvet voice still echoes in the hollows of my bones❞ in which a girl suffers from amnesia due to the traumatic aftermath of a school shooting and writes letters to the only person she remembers through all the chaos. [weekly updates] ⎯ cover by the talented @-raslikeraspberry- ⎯ ♛highest rankings #2 in prose #7 in poesia #19 in poetry

Poetry/Thought. Credit to you Brotherly Sister 😂😊 A new beginning of another beautiful end that awaits me ahead.

A box full of letters and a bunch of adults trying not get drowned in their past.