Истории Peacful

"She was his weakness. He became her destruction. Now, the game begins again." "Blood may stain his hands, but only her love can break his soul." Love was supposed to save them. Instead, it tore them apart. Klara vanished into the depths of the forest, her heart shattered by the man she once trusted more than her own life. He had hurt her, doubted her, insulted her love-and yet, no matter how far she runs, she cannot silence the memory of his touch, his voice, his presence. Alone in an abandoned house, she tells herself she can survive without him. But her heart refuses to let go. Because no matter what he did, she cannot hate him... she still loves him. Kian never meant to lose her. He never meant to break the only woman who held his world together. But rage blinded him. Anger twisted his love. Now, with Klara gone, he is left with regret, torment, and questions that consume him-is she alive, or has the ocean swallowed her forever? The truth will cut deeper than he ever imagined, for he will soon discover it was all a trap. A cruel game meant to rip his lilac away from him. With Klara lost, the ruthless mafia boss is reborn-silent, cold, merciless. But beneath the cruelty, a man still bleeds for the woman he can't forget. Two hearts divided. Two souls haunted. One love that refuses to die. When fate throws them together again, will their love heal the wounds of betrayal... or destroy them both forever?

Full disclosure... I wrote this story years ago during the 1980s when still in college. It started as a class journaling project. As disclosed in the story, the writing was motivated when I attended Kim's wedding, the friend from the story who was Vickie's college roommate and, to this day, her lifelong friend since grade school. There were recent tweaks made to the content, near its end, that were influenced by the style of a favorite author, Sam Shepard. In general, the story is about those moments in life that shape us and is a journey through young love. Enjoy-

This poem is about growing up from your childhood and realizing of how much you missed everything from your childhood.

A rollercoaster ride to the unending turbulence of Youlde's emotion. From sweetness to sadness, disappointment and success, and of hearts and of pain. A collection of randomly made poems based from honestly kept feelings.

This book is about describing the clouds and how amazing they are and how the sky glimmers at night and in the morning.

တောက်ပနေသည့် ကြယ်ဓူဝံအားတိုင်တည်၍ကတိသစ္စာဆိုခဲ့ကြရာ....

The story follows the journey of Ellis and Ella, They both are figuring out certain things, maybe they figured them out already? you'll see them as they change their lives even though they won't ask for it. Good things in our life just hit us, we don't ask for them as we didn't even know what we were missing. This should sum up this story. - Vanamali :)

A collection of Poetry. From a broken girl glueing herself back together. But in the cracks, like Japanese pottery, lies gold where the break has been. For I may be fragile, but these shards can cut, and holds the only thing that remind you I'm both beautiful and dangerous. ••• A collection of poetry. All original.

In my silent room I drafted out of my imagination a scene I would like to portray as the happens inside my mind. Poetry which I've chosen to give a shot at is a very expressive, melodious way of speech. Bringing my little piece to life through this work was so refreshing. Although very much brief, I would like you guys to dive with me into an adventure of this poetic journey. Interesting offers partaining to my work can email me @chidoziechidiogo.gmail.com.

A SHORT poem about the soothing distraction of rain. *´¨) ¸.•´¸.•*´¨) ¸.•*¨) (¸.•´ (¸.•` ♥ Thank you for reading and as always, your comments and votes/likes (☆ button at top right of poem) are welcome and appreciated! Copyright © 2014 Cover Photo Tammy_in_the_sky

A sailor on watch in the middle of the night.

After heavy social chaos and thousands upon thousands of battles within cities and countries, different borders are put up to divide people. There are those that take pride in intellect and are essentially the brains of the world. This is Praeclarum. Then there are those that maintain peace, have a seemingly calm and normal sense of being, there isn't utter and complete chaos but it's also not rid of the negativities of life. Similar to modern life. This is Regnandi. Then there are the wastelands. Places that weren't able to thrive after the thousands of battles that took place, even after hundreds of years, these lands are still nothing but pure chaos and hate. This is Impios. During our characters journey it is centuries after this initial break, meaning everything is more or less accommodated and everyone knows the basic rules and mechanics of everyday life and the three divisions.

A poem, that speaks differently than what one may think it speaks about.

An introverted and disillusioned university student, finds himself navigating the complexities of campus life and loneliness. Surrounded by roommates addicted to video games and a world that feels distant, he stumbles upon the mysterious Wellness Club. Led by the enigmatic Jupiter, a self-proclaimed wellness therapist, the club promises unconventional methods to address mental struggles. As Narrator hesitantly engages, he is drawn into deeper, unsettling conversations that challenge his understanding of human connection and self-worth. In a world full of distractions and facades, Narrator's journey becomes a search for meaning-and for himself.

𝙶𝚘 𝚘𝚗 𝚊 𝚗𝚒𝚌𝚎 𝚊𝚍𝚟𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚍𝚎𝚊𝚛 𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍 𝙶𝚑𝚘𝚜𝚝𝚋𝚞𝚛!! 𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚒𝚌𝚝𝚕𝚢 𝚏𝚕𝚞𝚏𝚏 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚖𝚞𝚝 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚋𝚎 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚋𝚘𝚘𝚔 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚜𝚘𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛.

In the world of Elementa- a world of all the elements- there was a treaty 1,000 years ago that their lands or each element would remain separated, secret from each other. There was also a prophecy, from a powerful man called the teacher, which stated that 1,000 years later, seven chosen ones from each element would try to reunite peace by finding the elemental gems; but if they failed, chaos will be unleashed. Now, it's 1,000 years later, and the prophecy has started.

One day Ryton while exploring the abandoned palce falls through the roof of a old cottage and finds himself in the paradise of books and there he gets the most unique book of his life .

What is this place? What happened? You don't remember much aside from your name, and that there should be other people around. Why are there no other people around...? You're cold, and alone. You must figure out what happened to everyone. You have to find out what caused them all to just...vanish. You don't know where your home is, and you don't know where your family is, if you even have one. So, there's nothing holding you back. As you embark on this journey, however, you don't feel afraid. You feel excited.

this book is just where I'm going to write down some of my "poems" I like to call them pieces but you can call them whatever you like. they are very raw and unfiltered , but i hope that doesn't put anyone off :)