Copyrighted 2022 Prologue: Avery being Avery, scoffs at me and rolls his eyes. "You'll get over it. Feelings for friends come and go. Hard-ons are forever." I gasp. That's all I can seem to do. Started - 2 June 2022 Officially ended - 12 Nov 2022

Copyrighted 2021 And then, we realized that things weren't what they first seemed. Started - 21 August 2021 Ended - 5 June 2022

-POETRY BOOK WITH SUCH EMOTIVE &MORAL POEMS THAT WILL CAPTURE YOUR HEART WITH ALL DIFFERENT KINDS OF RELATED TOPICS IN THE UNIVERSE 200 SELF -WRITTEN POEMS AND BROKEN SOUL POEM FEATURED ON AN AFRICAN POEM ANTHOLOGY . FREE - GOING POEMS THAT WILL KEEP YOU AMAZED AND WONDER . EASY TO READ BOOK WITH ALL AGE REQUIRED WITH NO HATE ,OR VEGULAR LANGUAGE SELF-WRITEN BY JOSEPH NKOSI ASPIRING TEENAGE AUTHOR .

Where pleasure and pain collide Coming Soon cv by @blackroguex

Sefu Taji is a slave hunter searching for his long lost sister. Ezra Salazar is a queen of a dead race. After a chance encounter. The Brownman and the Urther decided to unite their efforts against their irresistible foe in the Empire who is pursuing them. Whilst searching for the truth about the darkness in Sefu and why only he can decipher an ancient Urther book. Ezra and Sefu embark on a journey to Solaris where there are rumours of a new Divine.

The sun was rising, and for the first time, Shamse wasn't the only one awake on the sombre street watching the sun rise. That very same morning, Edward caught sight of the rising sun but just before, he caught a glimpse of the human embodiment of sunshine, Shamse. The light bestowed by the sun and the moon guide us through our days and our nights. And through their days and nights Shamse was captivated by the moonlight and Edward was in awe of the sunlight. But the sun is potent, it's light can burn and the moon is tranquil, it's calmness can be misunderstood. Shamse worried that getting too close to Edward would only burn him and hurt her; but Edward would rather burn everyday for the rest of his mortal life than spend a single silent sunrise with Shamse.

It stands to its full menacing height of about 6"3" maybe even 6"4", yeah, definitely 6"4". It commences to formulate a 3D figure, it pours off the wall and pools onto the floor. I can't scream, not because I'm scared, I don't want to alarm Lilah, maybe I'm just hallucinating again. When it takes it's full form I see my mind's only reasonable explanation what's going, Don. Just like I imagined him. "Your not real" the whisper slips past my dry cold lips as if it'll rid me of this nightmare. "I'm about as real as it's gonna get baby girl" This book belongs to me all ideas belong to me, don't copy my stuff or we are gonna have some real problems. I do not support bully/negativity in the comment section, that shits not cool. Hope you enjoy! Sunshine

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