Bravesoul Stories

Those monsters scream at your doorstep during the awakening of storms and although the sun shines once more, some of them enjoyed their stay- they never left. *** This book is primarily consolidated in order to encourage every soul to fight back against those monsters preventing them to step out of the dark cellars of self-doubt and anxiety. May every word build you a fortress of hope and a covenant of new beginnings. My dearest brave soul, this book is for you.

From that day forward, the villagers whispered tales of Emily, the brave soul who had faced The Disciple head-on, conquering their fear and ushering in a newfound sense of peace. But be warned, dear reader, for even now, in the darkest corners of existence, The Disciple awaits its next victim, hungering for souls to consume and nightmares to sow.

A poetry to lift a broken soul.

This is one of my books from book writer, I just changed the name. This is all real. Please don't judge too much. The girl on the right is the one in the book.

"Kasangga ko ang papel at pluma para sa pagbuo ng istorya nating dalawa"

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I could feel my heartbeat quicken as his body got closer to mine, his fingers moving against my wrist. I wanted to push away, but I couldn't bring myself the strength to do it. I felt like the only thing keeping me from collapsing was 𝓱𝓲𝓶 holding my arms up against the lockers. "Elijah, Let me go." It felt as if the oxygen was suffocating me. "If I do you will just run off on me again." "N-no, I will listen just please let me go." I protest. "You seem to listen better when we are like this." "Do you want to take my lunch money or something?! What do you want?!" I hissed. A smile pulls at his face. "You."