~ White canvas, pouring blood underneath With a sinful stroke, she'll be coming to take it ~ "Deborah, a professional artist. A girl with sinful blood. When she tried to stop it, it took the best of her nerves! When she tried to keep it, it took her heart. Doesn't want to fall because the cristal drop inside her isn't pure anymore. But Daniyal, he made it his own. He poured the colors into her eyes. But little did she knew, he isn't hers? Little did Daniyal knew, she own it what hers? Will Deborah's love can bring him? Or the white canvas is going to be painted with, red?" ♱ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴀɪɴᴛᴇʀ ♱ ©️ All rights reserved by @Kiihoyuki Book Cover by: @MoranaGlinka

A collection of poems on the serious matters facing the world yesterday and today

I looked at him furiously and I at that moment wanted to Punch him on his face for doing this stupidity or I would just throw this file on his face for directly rejecting his offer. I tried to take deep breaths to calm myself down and while gritting my teeth said, "Why the hell did you make a Three Month Contract?" He might have noticed my anger and he said, "Look, I know that you are already mad at me because of my girlfriend and now after this, you are furious, which I get it because if I was in your place I would have done the same thing. But I want you to listen to me very carefully." I glared at him and said, "Listen to you for what? Did you even think twice before doing this?" He gives me a glass of water as a gesture to drink it but I didn't accept his offer and said, "No, I want the reason on why did you want me to be in a Three Month Contract with you for being a fake girlfriend!" ~~~~~*~~~~~ Avantika Mehra, a hardworking employee who works in Sen Enterprises was having a normal life until one day she got the news that her father might have three months to live. She tries her best to save her father but for that, she gets into a contract with Siddhanth Sen, the owner of the company where she works. Only god knows what will happen in these Three Months of her life. Welcome to The Three Months Contract.

Poetry covering my life's history. Ongoing--still breathing. My poems are a snapshot of a thought, of a feeling, of a time, of a person. But mostly myself as a male growing up from the 60's--after all, we could drink from a hose and survive and make it to the moon! Like that, these are a record of my journeys--what I learned, who I touched and touched me--all while in search of that illusive star and unicorn, which, spoiler alert, I did find. Now, as a graduate from the school of hard knocks, I continue to write from the heart. At the bottom of some, or could even be a title, are dates--you might need a time machine! The dates help to place the thoughts into a world that may no longer exist because, like us, this world evolves. But for that moment I stopped time...and I still can.

Kate Brown is everything a guy can want. The brains. The beauty. The career. The body. If only she'd control her tongue... "Wanna get out of here?" He asked , seductively. I paused."First of all ,you look constipated , secondly I hate your hair , thirdly your shoes look like you've run in dog poop and lastly I don't like your voice" He snapped ,"Look-" "Must you piss everyone off" Eros hissed walking towards me. I shrugged."It's a talent" She needs help...honestly...and Cupid himself is gonna help her find love. "Better carry your bow , arrow and bottle of milk" I snickered. He glared at me."I hate you" On second thought , Cupid will TRY to help her find love. "Kate Brown?" He asked. "Yes?" I replied innocently. "You. Are. So. Fucking. Infuriating!"He paced around the room. I smirked."Careful blind fellow, you might fall and die" "I'm not blind! , I can see excell-" he fell down. All rights reserved. The Unlovable Kate Brown

'Someone once said: that 'even the best thief in the world can't steal time' but I guess you proved them wrong, Julian.' 'Someone also said: 'lost time is never found again' but I guess you proved them wrong, orleans.' 'For the last fucking time, brown. I was not named after fucking New Orleans.' ❂❂❂❂❂❂❂❂❂❂ (Summary Inside)

"Why the fuck are you holding me now?" "Aiden. Aiden Garcia" "What?" "My name" "I never asked, now let me go" She said while trying to free from me. "Although I want to know your name, I will respect your privacy but I promise this is not our last encounter Amor(love)." I said, let going of her. And I will make sure of it. "Whatever" She said and went away. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Rose Krishna Peterson: A 23-year-old girl who is running from her past. She loves to write novels and is a successful writer but goes with the name Miss_Soulwriter. No one knows who is she or how she looks. Although she wants to reveal her identity, she can't. Aiden Gabriel Garcia: A 25-year-old businessman. No, he is not rude or arrogant until it's necessary. He is really handsome and no women have ever escaped from his charm. But what happens when he traps in the charm of a woman even without her trying! One Encounter and everything is going to change for both of them, Especially for Rose as Aiden is determined to know her identity, but will be he able to? Read the journey of Rose and Aiden which is full of mysteries, love, heartbreaks, drama, and much more. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- This book is not fan fiction for any actor. But please give it a chance, I guarantee, you will not regret it :). The amazing cover is by @ItsMeDreamerGurl

"You never really understand a person until you consider things from his point of view..." A familiar voice comes from behind me. "...Until you climb inside of his skin and walk around it." He holds my shoulders whispering into my ear. "Harry for fuck's sake! Will you ever stop doing that?" I Bark turning to face him but immediately get silenced when I see him. His Hair was now a little longer and It suited him really well. He looked like a prince from the ancient times. And his eyes...Those dazzling emerald eyes of his with the blue bits,were mesmerizing. "To Kill A Mockingbird...good book." After the rich took over the city, the poor were forced to leave and settle outside as they were forbidden to return. However, when Leila a 17 year old girl visits her mother's grave inside the city...she gets caught by Harry, a 19 year old boy who has grown up entitled. What will happen? Will he rat her out?