Gazes cerita

"Whats keeping you with me?" "Nothing, I just like to be with you." "Dont be stupid."

A woman who has carried her hatred for years finally reaches the point where this outburst becomes inevitable. The emotions she has suppressed for so long lead to a violent escalation that changes everything. This short story highlights the turning point when the victim becomes the perpetrator. (Content Warning / Trigger Warning: This story contains themes of bullying, psychological distress, violence, and emotional escalation. It may be disturbing or distressing to some readers. Please continue reading only if you feel comfortable - at your own discretion.) (The cover is ai generated)

You are my Essence You are my Breath You are my Reason You are my Life I WANNA BE YOURS... YOURS FOREVER...💕

"Staring at the moon always makes me think of you." -Nina Hines. Nina has a Loy coming her way. New school, new friends, new faces. When a tragedy strikes, how will Nina recover?

Jack already has a looming depression that follows her everywhere but when her father, her younger brother, and herself move to France, she is enlightened with a new life. Dreams of a beautiful piano piece come to her through the night, every night, and in different forms. When she hears the artist and asks who he is, she is turned away immediately. Whilst struggling with this sadness that is a result of her mothers death, she finally gets the audacity to try to find the piano player. Finally beginning to know him, she is becoming more happy by day. She goes to see him in the forest every day and soon starts to fall in love with him. The only thing holding her back from him? He's dead. And soon, very soon, he'll have to go back where he came from. But what if she doesn't want him to go back? What if a trade is in order to save him? And what happens when a string of events leaves her broken and confused? Will she be able to get up and move on, or will her own body be killed in the process?

~poems

It was him. I never really payed much attention to him. It's not like he cared about me. He doesn't even know who I am; I didn't know much about him. People talked about him a lot; I never listened. I wanted to be fair and not form opinion about him from what other people say. I never looked at his actions. Now, I'm curious. For the first time I wanted to know something about him. I lifted my gaze to him. He was looking at me expectedly. I was just studying his face. He was hot and first thought I got is that he's an egoistic jerk and that he only cares about himself. But there was some good in his eyes, that made me doubt. He was looking at me with them and it felt like he was watching my soul. It felt incredible. Most people prefer blue and green eyes over brown. I always liked brown ones more. There was something in them that intrigued me. Maybe the way they would change colour based on person's emotions or the fact that they are the same colour as chocholate. I don't know. There was something in them that screamed honesty and happiness, like he could change a world.

Brief description of my short stories... Story 1) The Leftover Spell- A girl gets a wand which brings leftover things, she uses it for everything but not everything is leftover. She learns the value of hard work, knowledge, will, determination and strength. Story 2) Beyond Eternity- About a woman with her husband and the 2-year-old boy go to sunderban for their vacation. In the trip, a tiger tries to attacks their child but it goes away, in the next moment the woman see a lady standing where the tiger was and she vanishes in the next moment after giving a smile and little wave. And many other short stories...

Violet grew up in a home full of love with her loving parents and siblings. At age 24 and having been to many dates, she is getting bored. No man seemed to excite her. No one made her heart flutters...until her eyes collided with the intense gaze of a handsome stranger. Matias Sullivan has long forgotten the feeling of being under the spell. It costs him almost his life before and never wanted to experience it anymore. But, the woman to his left side captivated him. She has a delicate face with soft brown eyes who is bravely staring at him too. When she nibbled her lower lip, he groaned. He is on fire! This woman is a distraction to him. He is supposed to be working not gawking to a certain woman no matter how attractive she is. Will Violet's soft nature melt the hardened heart of Matias?