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She met a boy who felt like worship and he met a girl who felt like risk, only one was brave. He walked in with eyes like nebula he wouldn't claim. The classroom learned his name while she called him a number instead. This is the gospel of a girl who mistook observation for adoration, silence for horizon, and a boy for a god. A collection of 36 poems. -⋅⋅•⋅⋅•⋅⋅⋅•⋅⋅⋅•⋅⋅⋅∙∘☽༓☾∘∙•⋅⋅⋅•⋅⋅⋅•⋅⋅•⋅⋅•⋅⋅ ⚠️ Reader Discretion: Worship, unspoken names, cornflower blue ink, and the kind of heartbreak that feels holy. Read if you like: Rupi Kaur × The Song of Achilles × dark academia -⋅⋅•⋅⋅•⋅⋅⋅•⋅⋅⋅•⋅⋅⋅∙∘☽༓☾∘∙•⋅⋅⋅•⋅⋅⋅•⋅⋅•⋅⋅•⋅⋅ A/N: A number can't contain him but poetry can. Updates: Sunday 8:00 PM ET

"Some children are born into destiny. Others are claimed by it." In a world where spirits walk beside the living and ancient power stirs beneath every whisper, Abeni is called. She never asked for the gift. She never asked to feel fire in her palms, to dream in languages the elders stopped speaking, or to be seen by the Orishas themselves. But when Ikoro, a vengeful spirit born of bitterness and silence, rises to twist truth and feed on forgotten fears, Abeni must become the fire. Trained by Sango, shielded by Osun, and haunted by visions of what's to come, Abeni must decide if she will rise-or vanish with the forgotten. But truth is a dangerous weapon. And not all spirits want to be remembered... Omo Ti Awo n Gbe - Child Carried by the Divine - is the first book in a West African fantasy series rooted in Yoruba cosmology, ancestral power, and a heroine's journey through shadow and spirit.

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A soul stands beneath a river of light, remembered by the ones who came before her. The moment the current passes, she becomes the bridge.

Some women disappear loudly. Others vanish into better lives. Serenity Lowes had everything-visibility, influence, desire. Sixteen million eyes watching her existence unfold in real time. A man who claimed to love her. A life that looked enviable from the outside and unlivable from within. After a violent unraveling-one she does not fully remember-Serenity disappears. She wakes in another world. Now called Aminha, she is a princess bound by ritual, protection, and quiet agreements. Married to a man who keeps her safe but distant. Watched by a brother-in-law who sees too much and says nothing. Living inside a structure designed to preserve order, not truth. As fragments of her former life bleed through-journals, dreams, flashes of blue beneath her skin-Aminha begins to suspect that her current reality is not a blessing, but a containment. And that love, when misused, can become a cage. You're Mine is a psychological noir fantasy about identity fracture, controlled intimacy, spiritual inheritance, and what happens when a woman remembers herself in a world that requires her not to.

My granny was born in 1925 (During the Great Depression), 5+2=7 I was born on 925, 2+5=7 Both my mother & my grandmother were born on 3/29 (Aries, natural born leaders, 🔥 signs) 9-2=7, what do you know about the #3? My teaching mentor was born on 1/25, (Aquarius, multifaceted beings, my grandfather & son are Aquarians. Two ppl I'm very fond of. My grandfather was a reverend, i was raised in the church. He encouraged me to read the Bible to him, and he made me memorize scriptures. My mother also studied the Bible avidly, she told me many stories) 5+2=7 S E V E N is the number of completion in the Bible, we're breaking karmic cycles! My grandmothers were highly respected women in their communities. One grandmother (Aries 🔥) was married 3 times) 3 is my number. I'm my fathers 3rd daughter, what do you know about the #3?)

She is not just a scent - she is a presence. In this intoxicating poetry trilogy, fragrance becomes a metaphor for feminine evolution. From temptation to command to rebirth, each poem unfolds like a slow-burning perfume, revealing layers of desire, resilience, and unapologetic power. Bottled Temptation awakens sensual confidence. Velvet & Flame claims the room with sovereign presence. Crowned in Bloom rises from softness into self-crowned strength. Sultry. Bold. Transformational. This is what becoming smells like.

THIS IS A STORY OF KYLO REN & REY AS THE REINCARNATIONS OF ANIKAN & PADME, REBORN TO FINALLY BRING BALANCE TO THE FORCE. The Force seeks a balance of all things, and it has been out of balance for a long time... "If you live long enough, you see the same eyes in different people." Kylo and Rey do not understand the intense pull between them. The Force is balancing the scales between the divine masculine and the divine feminine, breathing life into the reincarnations of Anikan and Padme. Even in a different life, in a different time, the lovers are irresistibly drawn to one another... Will they be reunited this lifetime? Together, will they finally bring balance to the Force?

"The khaki skirt and yellow button up they wore felt warm enough. The layers under it bordered on hot if they were honest. Maybe the last time they wear a camisole during a snow. They knew enough to know it would be warmer than last night. Maybe they were just moving. Styx walked started slowly. A white shawl was strewn across their shoulders and they walk across the street with their... their escort. They had a new servant to walk them to school each week. Why talk to them? Styx was sure they weren't supposed to talk to him now anymore. 'Just be yourself!' Styx tried that the first year. It's a big joke, that people, 'maybe the right people!' will like them. The only person who really liked him was himself. They hated it but at least they always had their own love. He know they were lucky because other people don't, but Styx might be dead if they didn't. " Styx and Ghost both have a lot of work to do... (I'm going to publish this for sale, but hopefully you all enjoy the preview!)

The Divine Feminine: A Poetry Collection for the Quiet Moments, the Healing, and the Hopeful What if a single line could express what your heart cannot? In this poetry collection, Kenny Kay explores the quiet, unspoken emotions that live within love, loss, solitude, and personal transformation. These poems speak softly to the soul, offering comfort in stillness and strength through change. This collection reflects on love that lingers and love that leaves, the ache of growing and the grace of letting go, and the quiet beauty of silence, survival, and the sacred feminine. Gentle, introspective, and deeply human, The Divine Feminine invites readers to find solace in words and hope in the spaces in between.

The Kingdom of Ophiura is dying. The Grey Blight is turning forests to ash and men to monsters. The King's solution? Burn it all down. Elara, an outcast with the rare gift of the Vessel, knows that fire will only feed the decay. She possesses a magic the world has forgotten: The Art of Transmutation. While the King's soldiers fight the darkness, Elara welcomes it into her own veins, agonizingly turning the Blight's poison into medicine. But when the Great Serpent wakes - the source of the corruption itself - Captain Kaelen of the Iron Guard arrives to slay it. He believes in steel and force. Elara believes in healing and sacrifice. To save her world, Elara must stand between the monster and the warrior. She must wrestle the toxicity of a god and prove that the only way to destroy your enemy is to heal him.

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Not another zodiac book. This is The True Code → the real zodiac + lunar calendar + numerology + tarot blueprint they hid from you. Ready to break cycles, activate your Golden Era, and become your own Oracle? Welcome home. Written by Olyv Whispers.

𝐁𝐇𝐀𝐆𝐀𝐕𝐀𝐓𝐈 A Tale of Thrones, Prophecy, and the Silence Between Destinies Aryavarta remembers power. It remembers conquest. But it never forgets prophecy. Twenty-four years ago, the kingdom of Chitradrum mourned the death of its first prince-Rudradev of Rudravansa, the child born beneath a crescent-shaped mark whispered to belong to Mahadev's destiny. The palace burned. The prince vanished. And history was forced to continue without him. Now, after decades of silence, the dead prince returns. Barefoot. Unarmed. Untouched by the hunger for power that governs kings and courts alike. His arrival fractures the certainty of Aryavarta itself. Kingdoms begin to watch. Prophecies awaken. Thrones grow restless beneath inherited crowns. At the center of the storm stands Chitradrum-where duty and blood collide between two brothers: Devtanu, the celebrated warrior heir who conquered kingdoms for Rudravansa... and Rudradev, the forgotten prince whose very existence unsettles destiny. Far beyond the mountains of Devi Rashtra, another path begins to move toward his own. Princess Bhagavati-warrior-born, sharp-minded, and unyielding beneath royal expectation-hears the name of the dead prince for the first time beneath a storm-darkened sky. And somewhere beyond politics, prophecy, and war- fate begins listening. Bhagavati is a sweeping historical-mythic epic of royal dynasties, hidden truths, spiritual destiny, forbidden emotional currents, and the unbearable weight of power. A story where kingdoms are shaped not only by war- but by silence.

welcome to '𝘿𝙄𝙑𝙄𝙉𝙀 𝙁𝙀𝙈𝙄𝙉𝙄𝙉𝙀 ' everything you need to know is in the title *is a rewritten book* i'm open to requests lowercase intended ♡︎

This poem speaks of the moment when the silence between two people becomes heavier and more honest than any words. It is a story of vulnerable surrender, where one allows the other to touch the hidden and dark corners of their existence. It is not about possession, but about transformation: through a calm but intense connection, emotions and parts of our existence that we had forgotten, even from ourselves, are awakened. It is the beauty of giving someone the key to your unspoken truth and seeing that truth become light. Perhaps the lyrics hide something else more intimate... An opportunity to try to discover...

Janelle is a single Black mother doing everything right in a world built to keep her trapped. Two jobs. Stretched bills. A neighborhood laced with addiction, violence, and the shadows of dreams deferred. But when she begins to awaken, really awaken, everything she thought was real begins to fracture. Guided by late-night whispers, spiritual teachings from Neville Goddard and Joe Dispenza, and the haunting presence of a mysterious woman named Zahra, Janelle peels back the layers of her reality. What she discovers? The system is more than financial, it's spiritual. The struggle isn't just economic. It's energetic. The Watchers have been feeding on her pain. The mirrors are portals. And the life she dreamed of was a prison dressed up as peace. As she fights to reclaim her mind, her power, and her children's future, Janelle unearths a truth buried beneath concrete and silence: the land remembers. The ancestors are watching. And the system she thought was real... never was. But awakening comes with a price. And as Janelle breaks the illusion, the Watchers evolve-taking human form, targeting her bloodline, and forcing her to face the ultimate question " What if freedom was never outside of her, but something she had to remember to unlock? This is not just a story. This is a spiritual war.

A series of stories featuring lovers who unexpectedly get caught up in a one-of-a-kind divine connection.