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🩰🤍✨ in pittsburgh, a blonde prodigy becomes abby lee miller's brightest star, turning crowns, rivalries, and little girl dreams into something far bigger than any of them expected.

- a sleeping beauty retelling ₊˚.⋆☾⋆⁺₊ ─ ⊹ ⊱ ☆ ⊰ ⊹ ─ "𝘛𝘰 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘴𝘵𝘭𝘺 𝘵𝘰 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘧𝘦𝘴𝘴: 𝘐'𝘮 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘥𝘦𝘷𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘺 𝘺𝘰𝘶." - 𝘉𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘺-𝘙𝘢𝘺 𝘉𝘦𝘭𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘵 ⋆⭒˚｡⋆ ⋆˚₊ 𖤓☽˚.⋆ "𝘓𝘦𝘵 𝘮𝘦 𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘢 𝘧𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘳 " - 𝘈𝘯𝘯𝘦 𝘚𝘦𝘹𝘵𝘰𝘯 ˖°❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ 🪽 Update Nov 2025: Still writing !! will post officially when all writing & editing done Edit; so this book is a romance with slight mystery, inspired by a fairytale & with somewhat poetic writing! Please check it out if you're of any interest & even vote & comment if you like it! It literally makes my day! I recommend the Aesthetics chapter the most if ur lazy (like me) (In the works... (like literally in the works... Idk when this will be officially published but if I see a lot of saves // attention I will speed up the process I prom!!:) <3

Not all wars are loud. Some unfold in silence; within thoughts, within memories, within the spaces we never speak of. A Thousand Quiet Wars is a collection of poems that traces the unseen conflicts of existence: the tension between who we are and who we are expected to be, between what we feel and what we hide. Each piece holds a moment of resistance, a fracture, or a fleeting understanding, small battles that shape us in ways the world rarely notices. These poems do not seek resolution. ___________________________________________ They sit with the chaos, the quiet, and everything in between where the loudest wars are the ones no one hears. The poetry of my heart, a retry at my earlier and first collection. A retry at many things, many wars inside myself. The days have been hard. The days weren't ever hard before I feel, when I have to talk myself through every single smile and "happy" meal. A Poetry Collection of a thousand wars... a thousand deaths and a thousand times of trying again. I hope you give my poetry a try! ____________________________________________ The days have been wars lately, quite the time to die. The battles have left invisible scars, hurts me, as away I fly. The people are too happy these days, too much for me to survive a short hello, and a shorter goodbye. _____________________________________________ The Old Widow grieves the mystery of an unlived history. -From The Old Widow Memories have left lesions in their stead. -From Bane How can you ever find those eyes and eat away your bread? -From Lads of The Moors ______________________________________________

What if your emotions were the last illegal thing left? The year is 2160. Wellness is mandatory. Positivity is law. AugReal overlays curate perception. Aura Stability scores decide safety. The System Gospel™ teaches: Harmony is Health™. Elias Verne was born with a Transparent Heart -E unable to hide what he feels in a world where emotional honesty is dangerous. When his Aura begins to slip, he becomes visible in a society where invisibility replaces execution. As surveillance deepens and enforced serenity tightens its grip, Elias must choose between the comfort of illusion and the cost of truth. Transparent Heart is a lyrical, psychological dystopia about the rebellion of simply feeling in a world terrified of authenticity. This is the rough-draft serial edition, released chapter by chapter while the final novel is prepared for publication.

"this red thread woven in the vulnerable. | are we dull and palpable like you sought? | such impressible hearts that seek | another joyful memory | but let's just pretend, | that the conclusion is miles away. | swan songs and tidings, | are not what the world invites | but this heart yearns for so | and for a moment | the light shone and all bask in it | even beneath this raw flesh." song inspo: no choir by Florence & The Machine. It's seen 3 years and I am so excited to bring you another around of my short but interesting poetry. and I'm so happy. As usual feel free to Interpret these poems however. While listing to the inspiration songs and I'll make a full playlist of all songs this time. cover by me.

Up for interpretation.

"This collection of poems explores the many shades of human experience: love, life, romance, and self-reflection. Each piece is a window into emotions both personal and universal, weaving together stories of joy, longing, and discovery. It is a journey through the heart and soul, offering readers words that resonate, inspire, and connect."

𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 𝖺𝖻𝖻𝗒 𝗁𝖺𝗌 𝗍𝗐𝗈 𝗀𝗈𝗅𝖽𝖾𝗇 𝗀𝗂𝗋𝗅𝗌，𝗍𝗐𝗈 𝖻𝖾𝗌𝗍 𝖿𝗋𝗂𝖾𝗇𝖽𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗆𝖺𝗒 𝖺𝗌 𝗐𝖾𝗅𝗅 𝖻𝖾 𝗌𝗂𝗌𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗌，𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖺𝗅𝗐𝖺𝗒𝗌 𝗋𝖾𝗅𝗒𝗌 𝗈𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆，𝗎𝗅𝗍𝗂𝗆𝖺𝗍𝗅𝗒 𝖻𝗎𝗋𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗍𝗐𝗈 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆 𝗈𝗎𝗍

"How many years has it been...? At this point... I don't remember." She arrived without warning. Falling from a sky that was never meant to open. To Alola, she is a stranger. A quiet girl with distant eyes and a name that doesn't quite fit. But Snowflake remembers. Another world. Another Alola. One swallowed by lightless skies and creatures that did not belong. "So... what you're trying to say is... you fell here? From another world?" A Champion erased. A paradise destroyed. A life that should no longer exist. "And when you tried to save your own world... your path was blocked by some black beast..." Ultra Beasts roam the edges of reality. Wormholes scar the heavens. And somewhere in the darkness between worlds... Something is still waiting. Snowflake walks beneath a sun that once belonged to her. Beside friends who do not know her name. Carrying memories of battles they never fought. Because some stories do not end. They fracture. They echo. They return. And this time... Alola may not survive.

Caleb Hart has always noticed the quiet things-the frost on the grass, the way light catches the edge of a window, the spaces between words. But nothing prepared him for Julian Hale, the boy at the end of Alder Lane, whose silence is both haunting and beautiful. In a small town full of whispers, rumors, and broken hearts, Caleb and Julian forge a connection that doesn't need words. Through sketches, poems, and shared silences, they slowly discover trust, love, and the courage to face their pasts. A tender, slow-burn gay romance about healing, found family, and the quiet moments that can change everything.

"𝐀𝐥𝐥 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐝𝐨 𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞. 𝐖𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰." : : 𝐖𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐈 𝐜𝐚𝐧'𝐭 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐦𝐲 𝐯𝐨𝐜𝐚𝐛𝐮𝐥𝐚𝐫𝐲. : : 𝐈 𝐡𝐨𝐩𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐠𝐮𝐲𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐞𝐧𝐣𝐨𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬. 𝐒𝐨 𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐢𝐭 𝐚 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐦𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐢𝐭.(θ‿θ)

what comes after the storm, the thoughts of a thoughtless mind

"You know this forest holds dangers, yet you come here unarmed? Or is there a guard behind you?" In the heart of the Desurian Archipelago, there is a place where time seems to have stagnated in reverence to power. An abandoned forest, inhabited by an entity whose pale skin and noble posture hide a strength capable of witnessing the fall of gods and the rise of eras. To everyone, she is the beast to be feared; to the world, that is a territory abdicated by fear. Until a small Kitsune, moved only by the pursuit of beauty, decides to defy the shadows. The encounter between solitary immortality and the audacity of innocence triggers an unexpected proposal. What happens when a millennial creature decides to teach the secrets of existence to someone who possesses no weapons, but carries the weight of an immense bravery? A contemplative journey about the cycle of life, the hidden nature of the world, and the blooming of a friendship that defies a thousand years of solitude.

I'm so afraid of doing tarot readings, As if one more-and it for sure will jinx us.

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Another poetry book of very creative and bold lines of rhyme and conveyed in such an explosive and charismatic way. This is just another display of my love for the art of poetry and to what I'm able to do with it through my own unique style. Enjoy as you take another poetic journey with me and my poetic works of art.

"If I had never known you, I would never understand kindness, nor would I comprehend strength." Between the isolation of a golden room and the rawness of an unending winter, Ancestral Tears is a poetic exploration of the persistence of memory in the face of the body's finitude. Within these verses, the lyrical self navigates the paradox of a pain that is simultaneously a burden and a gift-the inevitable price for having known the light of Solaris. A work about corroding time, transmuting love, and the eternal wait of one who chose to become rock so as not to forget all that was lived.

A collection of poems sorted by tone to optimize the reader's experience, *Road to Malthena: and Other Poems* is a collection of Surreal, Heartbreaking, Inspiring, Protest, Slam, and Confessional poems. From my *Original Poems 2024* comes a book of poems *Road to Malthena: and Other Poems* available now in print only. https://www.amazon.com/Road-Malthena-Other-Poems-S/dp/1969239026 The titular poem: "Road to Malthena" is an epic confessional poem about unrequited love and the dangers that come with limerence. This preview will show a sample of some of my original artwork and poetry. Comments are welcome.

Lyrical Cyrax is dead. Dead as dead can be. But she wasn't always that way. After launching on a mission from Earth and crashing on an alien planet, her daily life is gone. No more Earth. No more school, no more missions, and no more normal. For four years, Lyrical strives to move on. To leave the planet she's been stuck on. But before she has the chance to leave, he appears. In all his Earth-like glory, Zyan crashes on the same planet she's been stranded on for four years, offering her last chance of getting back to Earth. But things get in the way. New allies appear, along with new foes. Someone doesn't want her to leave. Someone is doing everything they can to stop her from going to the place she's been trying to get to for years. In a world where life and death is a game, where living is a risk, and where everything is a danger, Lyrical must chose between going back to her old life... or saving her new one.

Some words are not written to be understood. They are written to be felt. This is a collection of light, darkness, love, and everything in between- fragments of a heart trying to make sense of itself.