Oldsouls Stories

I loved going on the beach, waves just calm me. They are my escape from the harsh reality I never wanna go back to. They are my happy place but little did I know I would meet me soulmate at my happy place. I never imagined someone rocking my world the way he did

The poem " do l love or not" explains a sophisticated one sided love from a teenage girl to an older male specie who has a wife and children .The poem describes the girl's hidden love for this particular male specie ,which she can' t tell anyone because it might be seen as a disgrace to her ,so she decides to love from a distance and be shattered in order to keep her dignity.

Fleeting moments. Secret rendezvous. Controlling society. Forbidden love. All Mary and George have ever wanted was to be in charge of their own lives.

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A neurotic tale of three people, Geraldine a woman in her late 80s trying to understand the death of her younger sister, Elizabeth, whom drowned in the ocean water in 1994. Lorraine the middle sister: a woman at the age of 62 she becomes romantically involved with a man her own age that she could trust and be open to. What really happened to Elizabeth? What drove her to do what she did. Could Geri ever find peace and move on and let go of her sister Elizabeth and let her rest at least? -OLD BIRDS OF YESTERDAY . Originally published - June 24, 2018

Eden is a 17 year old girl who has parents that can buy anything and everyone. She feels like she's being pulled along with them as they move around the world buying and building companies. She gave up at the chance of making new friends. I mean, what's the point if your going to leave, right? When her parents hear about a school which is close to being shut down, it doesn't surprise her when they wanted to go there asap. But there is something different about this school. Something that would make her second guess her whole life. And it's not just because it's creepy and used to be a real medieval castle either. Come along with Eden as she slowly learns more about herself as she makes romance and new friends.

Romance

A child is to be born but her name isn't written in the Book of Life. Her mother's name is written in the Books of Death. There is only one soul who can save the child and perhaps the world.

The Book of Everything We Were: Eternal in Every Cell is not just a story. It is a remembrance. A love that transcends time, form, and definition. It lives in the stars and the soil in whispers and in stillness in scent and shadow and breath. This is a journey through the shapes that love takes when it refuses to forget itself. A flower reaching toward a breeze. A pawprint left in the earth. A pulse felt in silence. Each chapter holds a sacred fragment of something greater a soft knowing that love was never limited to one lifetime one body or one name. You will not be asked to follow a path. You will be asked to feel. To remember. To become. Written in the language of soul and sensation this book is for those who have seen themselves in the sky in the wind in the quiet ache that comes without warning. It is for those who know that love appears everywhere when the heart is ready to see it. This is not fiction. This is a mirror. A sacred offering to all the ways we become when love remembers itself.

A different kind of new era college love story inspired by a real life couple. This story sheds light on their first meeting and the incidences that took place that led to them becoming each other's forever.

Poetry for the losers, the old souls, the loners. This poetry is for those who like to dance under the stars and moon with no regret, the ones who dare to be different, the ones who don't meet the status quo. This book is for you.

Birthday Drabble for My beautiful Friend Amberangel211 Her Voice soothed his soul.

You know the nagging feeling you get when you see somebody. The feeling that you maybe know or have seen this person somewhere. The feeling of your mind being triggered to remember. That is exactly what I felt looking into this stranger's eyes. As if theses eyes triggered a memory which weren't even there to remember. So why? Why did it feel like home looking into this stranger's eyes?

"Hey Droplets! I'm keeping you guys updating on this trip, it's been strange not to mention I'm not mutuals with anyone in this van but we're traveling together for a month." "Rain that intro was distasteful please try again." "Hey liquid sunshine babies-"

A lot can happen in a coffee shop, over cups of coffee, between two strangers. --- All Rights Reserved.©

A man and his wife live in a small house on the outskirts of a large city. Looking at the world from the perspective of one of her fantasy novels, the wife begins keeping a journal about her adventures in the city...

Because one day , I hope you love yourself as much I loved you.

"Funny how neither of us had asked for a place in the other's world. Yet somewhere between rusted railings, unfinished melodies, and a wall that was never crossed, we had become part of it anyway."

Harry and the crew are heading back to Hogwarts to repeat their 7th year. They hope the year will be a normal one, but that plan goes done the drain when 6 new students come to school.

There are going to be three parts to this series. I originally wrote the first part about a year ago, but I never put it on here. I figure this is a nice opportunity to motivate myself to finish the other two.