Oldsoul cerita

We, always Some bonds know no time. They do not break with death, they do not wear out with the passing of centuries, and they are never lost through names that change or bodies that transform. There is a soul that returns, again and again, crossing through eras, cities, wars, and possible futures. Every time different. Every time the same. And there is someone who, without knowing why, always recognizes it. We, always is a story of rebirths and of promises never spoken, of lovers who seek each other even when they do not remember having already lived through one another. It is a tale both dark and luminous, where the past is never truly past and the future observes in silence.

When the chaotic colors of Neon meet the timeless scent of Incense, a new story unfolds one heartbeat at a time.

A book that hopefully will sparks your heart in fire, light a deep passion inside of your chest, burning red hot and wanting for more, leaving you longing. A book full of stories so deep you could drown in it, bewitching your mind and soul, robbing you from the world that you know and introducing you to a dramatic romance empire. A book where the flowers turn red to bleed, wither, die and bloom again with a new fire, an endless beauty of strength, fierceness and magnificence. So is the fire rose.

Evelina, or Eve to her friends, has always felt a little out of place. Her love of music, storytelling, and quiet reflection makes her feel timeless-like her soul has wandered through centuries before landing here. Follow Eve across three eras-medieval forests, Victorian libraries, and the colorful 1980s-where her passions for writing, music, gaming, and Irish dance echo across time. With recurring symbols, a mischievous cat, and a touch of magic woven through her life, Eve discovers that some tendencies are more than personality... they're old soul tendencies.

An 18-year-old Psychology student who wished to perform on stage-not to be noticed but to regain her slowly dimming confidence, found something more than reclaiming her spark. She found someone who quietly brought her life into an unexpected change. He became her bassline, stable enough to hold her melody together. But just like moonbeams, her feelings never demand attention. It just exist-between pages, lingering through every lyric. What began as simple admiration became her turning point-not only in her heart, but also in her purpose, her faith, and the woman she would become.

a collection of poems - written by an old soul trapped in a young body, about love, doubt and heartbreak. these are in the order that I wrote them, in the order I fell love. these have been written over a period of time, my skills improve overtime... I promise (✿◠‿◠) ★ next to my personal favourites :)

This work indicates the struggle of working hard and struggling for what worth surviving for in life. We face obstacles everyday, but some are worse than the other. Some stories are utterly different than others. Surviving to the fullest is the only way. Some were raised in a household where everything is affordable And some were taught with street values.

_________________________________________ An old soul is dipped in ink, leaving trails of heartprints every way it goes... _______________________________________ The double strand DNA book; Works Of Art , and Works Of HeArt. Poetry And Prose. Copyright © 2023 _________________________________________

A collection of poems in the languages of my heart A book full of red roses, wolves and the moon The book of my Soul

Sushi is an old soul, stuck in the old ways of the world, a writing prodigy, and a woman full of anxiety. Nicholas is not, he WAS a troublemaker, but a changed man - born to a rich family and is privileged beyond his imagination set to lead a town he never asked for. Set in Philippines, two hearts of different beliefs and way of life will find their way to each other in a love story - even Sushi herself could not write.

"Don't call me ...Maune I'm serious!" I looked at my phone in disbelief but deep down I knew that it was all my fault.How did I expect it go?

In this sequel to Old Soul, the stakes are raised and the war is waging. The one thing keeping the battle at bay is Avalie Daniels, who has more influence over Hydra than she thinks. However, she can't do anything if she's dying. Mysteriously unable to heal, Hydra stays neutral. If she heals, the fighting begins. Avalie faces a choice. She either sacrifices herself and saves S.H.I.E.L.D. and her Captain-who remains in confinement-or she heals and attempts to save the war before the first battle can start. In the midst of her decision, she is on the journey that caused Steve to end up captured in the first place: what is Avalie Daniels? Could she be an experiment like Hydras decoys, or could she have been born with it? The truth lies within her DNA and her past. But her choice lies within her own powers, which can only be answered by the years beyond.

A sad fiction of a widowed man's journal full of stories about his deceased wife. ''She was so fragile, so weak but so breathtakingly beautiful. I don't know if it was her graceful walk, the way her hair fell in front of her chest or it was just how the light shone on her baby blues but I was captivated. As if I was spellbound. Cast under a spell by the gods, for a reason. I was under a trance, like a moth to a flame or like a fisherman seduced by the voice of his mermaid waiting at shore, humming a song like an angel. I was charmed by her voice as she ordered her tea, enchanted by her exquisite demeanor and sophistication. She radiated innocence, but also elegance and solitude. Her strawberry fragrance sent me over the edge as she walked by. Her skirt swished as she passed and showed off her long legs. She was beautiful, to say the least. From the minute I laid eyes on her, I knew she had to be mine. And if she was to take her last breath, it was going to be with me, in my arms, while she listened to the sound of my heart beating as her own slowed down to a stop.''

"You think I'm crazy" He whispered, looking into your eyes. "I don't.. know", You slowly begin speaking. He furrowed his eyebrows but you spoke further. "But I know that you're not dumb, Five. And if there's a chance, that the apocalypse is real, it's our only choice to-" "-to at least try" he finishes your sentence A slight smile crossed both our faces. "What are you waiting for, Idiot?" -------------------------- Oneshots about a girl, who accidentally falls in love with an assassin and gets twisted into the complex and dangerous world of him and his siblings on their mission to save the world Two people, in love, twisted up in the differences of each other's worlds.

{You don't need to watch True Blood to read this!} Sage Roland runs away from home to hide in the small town of Bon Temps, Louisiana. She thought she would be safe, but trouble found her. And so did a tall mysterious vampire named Eric Northman. Secrets unveil and trust breaks. Love or hate, which will triumph all?

collection of thoughts from a young mind about music from another time.

The story revolves around two lovers separated by circumstances as one incident draws them apart making them to spend rest of their lives in the memory of each other. Will they be able to deny destiny and reunite ? Read "Letters To You" to find out!

poetry; dark; somehow romantic

A misfit with her thoughts who turns it into Art...