Equal Stories

"Bella?" He called out to me, and whispered in my ear, kissing it, "do you know why I call you 'Bella'?" I shook my head, "tell me." I could feel him smiling, "beautiful- that's what is means in Italian. The name goes with your face." I blushed at his remark, and smiled. He placed a soft kiss on my cheek, before disappearing- forever. I gasped awake, crying. Why? Out of all the memories of him, why this one in particular? Why had this one been haunting me? Why had he been haunting me, torturing me and for what reason?

This book is dedicated to the goddesses we have on earth... BLACK WOMEN!! Black women of all shades from light to dark are queens. No matter how young or old we still slay and shut it down. Nobody.. I Repeat.. Nobody can take our melanin away from us. In this book I will give you the insight of a black girl. ©The Ways Of A Black Girl

I get forcefully shoved to the group with my hands tied behind my back , body guards on either side of me growling in a sign of warning if I run they'll kill me, so I kept my head down and shut up. "So you think it's okay to kill one of my own , do you " a strong ,masculine voice came from in front of me , he's voice made me weak and vulnerable I don't understand why? I look up slowly towards the throne to see the Devil himself , King Aiden. in all his pride , he sits there looking like he could kill with just a look , I look down straight away to scared to look him dead in the eye. "Speak now , or die now , or maybe your family ?" He says sinisterly, I swallow my fear and look him right in the eyes , I see pitch black , his eyes as cold as night nothing to be seen but darkness and that's what scared me. "Y-you took m-my brother " I say quietly , wishing I never opened my mouth. He smirks and leans forward slightly . "SHIFT" he shouts in his alpha tone , for some reason i feel scared but I didn't feel like he was forcing me to shift. "I said SHIFT" he roars , I feel sudden anger within me which strikes and takes a stand . "No , I will not shift " I shout , I look at him in shock and then realise.. "Mate" I whisper

Poetry on a short life. Thirty days, each for one year of her life. The days get harder, more memories, losses, etc..... Cursed to forever play with the pages, till death do us part....

The speech Martin Luther King Jr gave.

This a collection of poems that describe a utopian world. Thoughts from a single dreamer, but the ideas are shared by many. ☮️❤️💛💚💙💜Peace, love, and happiness to all of the people❤️💛💚💙💜☮️

If we have freedom, we should have equality...

The world is in the era of information overload. There is so much information on different platforms that humankind is busy consuming this data, thinking of it as knowledge. They may even participate in debates and discussions, showing how many things they know. But did you know that our ancient sages said that knowledge equals darkness?

For every power, there is an equal and opposite gift. The scales of balance never tipped. No two powers are the same. When their existence is threatened, the Kahlob seeks to find the equal and opposite powerholder of their foe. Will this gift bearer be found? Or will all of Kahlobia reap the consequences of a stray souls' actions? (I do plan to turn this into a story at some point, I've just got to bring my thoughts together about it. In the meantime, here is the prologue that kind of gives the base for the story)

dapat pantay lahat

A group of five lgbtq+ kids have to go against there school rules and start a protest. The kids have been discriminated against the whole time they at the school. This protest goes viral, and new laws are put in place for kids like them.

" It happened once, it will happen again." Where Louis is the most feared pirate and Harry is a high ranking prince. They knew each other and fell in love when they were younger. But can it happen now?