Innerpeace Stories

It been months of Po choosing Zhen as the Dragon Warrior and she been training by Po with the help of the Furious Five. However there is a threatening villain who threatens's Zhen's past with plans to use the super-weapon and conquer China and the villain is in Zhen's past.

When you have everything, what is next? When do you stop chasing and appreciate what you have?

"He really doesn't have a heart of stone." I shouted to my best friend as we walked around the mall. This is the pack's mall so no one really worries about what form they move around in. She was going on and on about him, like he'd kill me! "It might be so but he sure act's that way." she said and kept on walking. Groaning in disagreement I followed after her feeling my wings dragging on the ground. "Come on Lucy, give him a chance!" I pleaded.

She believed in fairytales, in pure love, and in people who would protect her-until betrayal shattered her world into pieces. Once a hopeful bride, she lost everything: her peace, her voice, and her identity. She walked through the darkest tunnels of humiliation and heartbreak. Every door closed, and when Allah seemed silent and no one believed her pain, she kept praying. This is a journey of survival and divine justice. Can the same tears that drown you one day be the water that rebuilds your soul stronger? Find the Divine Light At End Of Darkest Tunnel.

Tidbits and takeaways from intuitive healing practices.

When i remember that i also need to relieve this heart of mine

A young girl sits peacefully by her window at sunrise, reading the Ramayana. Golden light surrounds her as gentle, glowing divine forms appear in the background, symbolizing guidance, faith, and her growing spiritual connection.

A monster is borne and birthed. A collection of poems where a girl's suffering prompts shattering her mentality like a trembling finger on a trigger.

Early morning in a car, tension crawling under skin, throat raw, jaw tight, canker sores flaring, and chaos all around. The dog barks, sheds, stares, and the world feels loud and intrusive. Sipping chocolate, feet grounded, each breath becomes a rebellion, a fragment of calm, a claim to exist despite sensory overload. Anchored in the Morning Storm is a poem about finding peace amid chaos, holding onto small comforts, and resisting the relentless pressures of the world.

A quiet poem about feeling lost, and how folding one small paper crane can become the first step toward healing ❤️‍🩹

This reveals my inner most thoughts and feelings about people and things in my life. (I think if you stick around you might find this quite intriguing)

A young niqabi woman battles poverty, isolation, and the shadows of her past - armed with nothing but her faith, her books, and her whispered prayers for a future she can barely imagine. achievements: #1 in dua [24/11/2025] #1 in overcoming [25/11/2025] #1 in innerpeace [26/11/2025] © authorruqs All rights reserved. This book and any portion thereof may not be reproduced or used in any manner whatsoever without the written permission of the publisher except for the use of brief quotations in a book review.

Before I Was Me is a quiet journey into the deepest corners of the soul - where awakening begins, where sins feel heavy, where the heart whispers, and where Allah calls us back. This book is not noise. It is breath. It is remembrance. It is a mirror for anyone who has ever felt lost, numb, disconnected, or aching for a return they can't explain. If you've ever carried a heaviness nobody could see... If you've ever wanted to come back to Allah after drifting too far... If you've ever felt life becoming loud and your soul becoming silent... Then this is your story too. Before you were you - you were already known. This is the journey back to that remembrance.

A quiet corner I return to, where I write the pieces of my life.The ones I love, the days that pass through me, and the emotions I try to understand. My sanctuary for words. ✍️

confused and noisy disturbance; inconstant and changeable state of mind. a collection of self discovery thoughts and the bittersweet realization that comes within © all rights reserved | desantiagooox

"We've all heard it, perhaps even said: 'I'm cutting you off.' It's a declaration often hurled in moments of frustration, anger, or a desperate desire for a drama-free life. But what if this common phrase, this seemingly straightforward act of 'letting go,' isn't always what it appears to be? What if, sometimes, it's less about genuine personal growth and more about a strategic maneuver-a gimmick-to avoid self-reflection or control a narrative? This book, 'I'm Cutting You Off: Is It Growth or Just a Gimmick?', delves into the profound truth behind this everyday declaration. It's designed to be The Gardener's Guide to Authentic Release and Personal Power, inviting you to explore your own internal landscape with honesty and courage. Through the powerful metaphor of a garden, we'll uncover the true art of pruning for healthy growth. Just as a wise gardener strategically removes dead or diseased branches to foster vitality, we'll examine how genuine self-pruning-which can sometimes be agonizingly difficult-is essential for true expansion. This isn't about superficially 'cutting people out' to escape inconvenience; it's about discerning what genuinely serves your growth and making difficult choices with intention. As your guide on this journey, I offer these observations not as a clinician or certified expert, but from a place of deep personal reflection and empathy. These chapters are born from real-world experiences and a firm belief that true transformation happens when we bravely examine our own roles in our circumstances, tending to the roots within rather than merely hacking away at the visible branches. My aim is to illuminate the path to a life of vibrant, authentic growth, where the only 'cutting off' that truly matters is the honest work done within."

❝for the true mystery is the visible, not the invisible.❞

What a lovely surprise to finally discover how unlonely being alone can be👣.......

original poetry. sequel to sincerely t.