Half Human
- LECTURAS 332
- Votos 50
- Partes 13
Continúa1h 0m
Última publicación mié, oct 23, 2019
When writing a love story, words can be borrowed from a poet. Pictures are inspired by art lovers. Seasons and time reflects beauty and tranquility. However, when there's a storm in such a story, to whom does one lend words?
Todos los derechos reservados
#13
reganure
Únete a la comunidad narrativa más grandeObtén recomendaciones personalizadas de historias, guarda tus favoritas en tu biblioteca, y comenta y vota para hacer crecer tu comunidad.
Quizás también te guste
Winter Night Traveler
A dangerous snow storm leaves Louis stranded in his cabin. Lucky for him, he gets an unexpected visitor...Concluida
Trapped By A Storm
Stranded in a blizzard, Tamara finds herself sharing a roof with a handsome stranger. Trace is happy being alone. He has his ranch, family, and close friends. But when he wants to be alone, he goes home to his ranch. Then she happened! He will stop at nothing to have her.Concluida
Stranded
A 100 year storm. A chance encounter. Three days alone with a stranger.Concluida
Happy tune #Wattys 2017
Never take life too seriously.. Spare a moment for love :) ...Am a dreamer and poetry paints my dreams into words :') .................... And you will be wondering why "HAPPY" cause it's a paradox version of life.Concluida
I SPY ON YOUR LOVER
Love is Poetry, Poetry is Love. A love for words, and words can turn to Love, and to People in Love. a love story, an angst story, a questioning story, persons with no characterisation, who live in your mind and heart, dreaming in a life of verse, metaphor, symbolism, surrealism, in an attempt to capture what is illusion, what is real. The speaker could be you, your fiancée, your past, your present, your future. Dare you to journey along. [as you well know it is and it will always be, a work in progress, until the knowing winds carry this vital sign away beyond the border. may it keep you company in your lonesome nights, and tiresome days, the cool water that washes away the dust of cares from your chafed lips. do i need to say, © all rights reserved 2017. all portions of the works herein created, presented, its texts, and even its unique structure, should never be appropriated nor reproduced without the expressed, written permission of the author. i am preparing a cherished, dynamic novel for my wattpad friends, something that keeps my mind in a continuous state of pregnancy and gestation it could break water any moment, if i don't have to work to feed my kids, but the writer in me could not be put down, not even by economics. it will accompany this elder child, soon. the cover is a bit, hurried work of art but i am proud of it, and my domestic partner approves, long may she live. Long may you live, dear reader. i am closer to you than you could ever, ever, imagine.] So, it begins, one rain swept night.Concluida
Tales of A Romantic Poet
Welcome to the world of a romantic storyteller. I have to warn you, you'll either be filled with so much love or a lot of heartbreak. But still, a romantic's heart cannot be broken 💘
Dark Unmask (Dark Symphony)
The rawness of reality, captured and immortalized through words. A literary landscape filled with poems that drip with emotion, storytelling that weaves intricate tales, short stories that transport you to new worlds, quotes that leave you pondering, and riddles that challenge your mind. This is a place where words are the currency, and emotions are the currency exchange. Where the power of language meets the depths of human experience.Concluida
When She Fell in Love
It all started with a confession. They vowed to love each other for the rest of their lives. To be with each other's side through thick and thin. They will be each other's happiness and strength. They will be the best couple to ever live on Earth. A sweet promise of a four year old lad to his mother's friend daughter. But many years had past. They grew up. They met a lot of people. They got mature. They become strangers. Where did their sweet promise to love each other forever go? Was it buried in the past already? How? How did they end up as strangers? That was her question.Concluida
Almost Something | ✓
Three years ago, they shared a single evening that never quite left them- a conversation too easy, laughter too familiar, a pull too strong for strangers. But the timing was wrong, the circumstances messier than either could admit. No second date. No promises. Now, out of the blue, his name lights up her screen, like a ghost who never really died. She answers. What follows isn't dramatic-just two voices, unexpectedly familiar, threading their way through old silences. Do they still mean something to each other... or is this just emotional static stirred by nostalgia? They don't know. Maybe it's fate catching a glitch. Or maybe, some stories aren't meant to be rewritten- just reread once before putting them down for good.Concluida
The Voices In My Head
A poetry book of my earlier works. I write not because I'm good at it but because the visions I have seen within my mind should be shared with the world. The good thing about writing is if you're good enough you can paint the Mona Lisa with the simplest words and capture its rare beauty..." - Christy Valentin I want to dedicate this book to my whole family. To all of you I say; Thank you.Concluida
A dangerous snow storm leaves Louis stranded in his cabin. Lucky for him, he gets an unexpected visitor...
Más detallesPautas de Contenido