Sensações vindas da Lua
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Sensações vividas. Conseguimos em poucas palavras, expressar o que sentimos? Venho lhes dizer que podemos transformar o pouco em muito, e de repente tudo se torna atraente e envolvente, sentimentos profundos expressados calmamente.
Tudo começa quando o céu escurece trazendo gradualmente o negror da noite, quando a Lua fica exposta com sua luminosidade ascendendo faíscas em meu pensamento, fazendo-me segurar o papel e caneta.
Agora concentrem-se nas profundas palavras, ditas com emoção, vindas de inspiração á Lua. Talvez você se identifique, talvez não... Mas tenho certeza que terás emoção.
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Poems
Full of poems that I've written, am writing, will write. Maybe mostly about life and others are deep stuff and more... Some are happy and some are sad/dark. Some poem(s) I wrote about or related to a book/movie.etc. Others I wrote as a story in poem form. *checked my old poems recently and GORE, HORROR, BLOOD ALERT for some of the poems near the beginning!! SO maybe best to read my poems from bottom to the top if you mind the stuff^^^ *I think the more recent poems are quite different from the older ones. Some poems you can interpret as you wish :) Hope you'll like the poems!!! Leave a vote if you want or comment your favourite lines or any thoughts about the poem :D Earliest poems date back from March 2018 P.S. sorry for misspelled words and lack of punctuations in the first few poems. And, if you think the poem is about you, do not ask me. Because I will neither admit nor deny ;) Achievements in my eyes(DD/MM/YYYY) 1.01K reads~15/07/2020 1.34K reads & 78 votes~17/052021 1.47K reads & 108 votes~09/072021 1.68K reads~03/032022 2.01K reads~15/112022 2.33K reads~25/07/2023 4.04K reads ~18/09/2025 (Thank you readers!)
The Lycan's Bargain
"Please help me... I'll do anything. I just want my mother to live." I cried, tears streaming down my face in torrents, my body trembling in fear. Kael stared down at me, his glowering eyes devoid of any emotion and a chill ran down my spine. "Anything, you say?" He asked, pointing the edge of his sword against my neck and I stiffened, refusing to breathe. "Anything... " I whispered, my voice small yet resolute. A corner of his lips quirked up, not quite forming a smile. "How about my slave?" ***** She was supposed to be his captive, not his salvation. When Aira sneaks into forbidden Lycan territory to save her mother, she is caught and thrown at the mercy of the ruthless Lycan King, Kael Drathlor. In a desperate bargain, she trades her freedom for her mother's life. But as she becomes the king's unwilling companion, Aira discovers a terrifying truth-Kael is cursed, unable to die, unable to feel the mate bond that should tie them together. As dark forces conspire against them and Kael spirals further into self-destruction, Aira must decide: escape and save herself, or risk everything for the beast who might never love her back. In a world where fate is both a gift and a curse, can she break the chains of destiny before it's too late? 1 in Kael on 24/4/2025 1 in Captive on 26/4/2025 2 in dreamlandbooks on 26/4/2025 1 in beautyandthebeast on 27/5/2025 1 in historicalromance on 30/5/2025 1 in werewolf on 05/10/2025Concluída
Release
This is a collection of my writing from the past 7 years. Before I started to write, I was a very lost individual, as are most teens, but I was lost in darkness. I was too afraid to move anywhere at all. I hid in the dark, debilitated by my own anxiety, sadnesses, anger, and hopelessness. I was desperate to be loved and feared it the most, I was a coward, I was self-destructive, I would mentally bend my thoughts to the point of bordering insanity. I was born into this world alone, and got too comfortable with it. Maybe I still am, but a fraction of what I used to be. This writing is extremely vulnerable, and potentially disturbing to others, as all my weaknesses, strengths, obsessions with making every moment sentimental, the sickening desperation I've had, the destructiveness, and the constant brutal reconstruction of my mind. Without guidance, it's been absolute intense chaos. Though, there is beauty in the darkness. Everything can be found in the darkness. You'll find that through my writing, I've somehow slowly become exactly what I've written. A living representation of my writing and what I wanted to be. Without myself even knowing it. A lot of my writing themes are based around nature, or some kind of natural aspect. The imagery I paint with natural metaphors is constant, the animals, just like you and I, the plants, and all other living things. I planted these seeds in my mind, unknowingly at the time, where I now feel the deep dark green jungle pressing at the inner walls of my skull. It's all that I want to consume my mind. There's so much to learn. The magic of nature, and it's infinite wisdom. It's as if I have been on this path all along, and I didn't even know what I was doing, yet my body and mind were passively taking care of me. Giving me and eventually showing exactly what I want, and wanted to become. I have every moment, every instance of suffering, and every epiphany to be thankful for. Soon, I'll be at peace from the raging storm.Concluída
Seductive Revenge
Nia Black was an innocent girl who believed in the concept of love and even lived it, or so she thought. She believed that love was a wonderful thing when she met Zaine Velazquez, a 22 year old rich billionaire who showed her the love she never thought she could experience, much less from someone that was way out of her league. But that all came crashing down when her boyfriend and best friend betrayed her in the worst way possible. A few years later, Nia isn't the person she used to be. She has learnt to be strong, both physically and emotionally. She has learnt that people should never be trusted, that they'll only fuck you over with time. She has undergone trials worse than death and came out stronger than ever. And...She has set out on a mission, to destroy the two people who ruined her life. By taking away the reason her best friend betrayed her, Zaine, while also planning to shatter his heart in the process, like he shattered hers. She wasn't going to show any mercy, that word was ruled out of her books long ago. Destruction was engraved in their fates and she would stop at nothing to achieve her revenge. And there was no stopping her. *** I subtly trailed my foot up his leg and felt him stiffen. I smirked internally when I saw his reddened face from across the table. I was enjoying this tremendously, more so when I saw the look on Dana's face as she tried her hardest to grab his attention, which was solely focused on me. I kept trailing my foot higher and higher, enjoying the look of anticipation on his face despite his desperation to keep himself composed. As my foot made contact with his dick, I realized he was already hard. Before he could comprehend what was happening, I removed my foot and continued eating as if nothing ever happened. I cast my eyes across the table just in time to catch the flicker of disappointment on his face before it disappeared. I smirked internally. Game on, asshole. *** Disclaimer: Mature themes.
Pinky Promise
"Oh actually there is no reason. I just wanted to be with you. Not with your mom too." "Oh I see." He stood up while I stood on the rock. He picked me up like they sometimes do at weddings. "and, I wanted to THROW YOU INTO THE RIVER!!" "NONONONONONONONONONOMATTY NOOOOOO!!!" I screamed as he was running down the dock. He stopes and set me down right on the edge where I almost fell in. As I was loosing my balance he wrapped his arms around me pulling me close so I didn't fall. We made eye contact. He glanced at my lips. I wanted to kiss him so bad! But making it so he fell into the water sounded much better. I mean why should he get rewarded for almost making me drown? So I quickly turned and threw him in. And to my luck he was still holding on to me and soon I was under too. We were both above when I started talking. "MATHEW JACKSON!!!! IM GOING TO-" But I was cut of by Matty silencing me. "will this make up for it?" He leaned in and kissed me. Her dad is dead, brother is just like any sibling, mom and kids at school don't like her. She fell in love with her best friend and he fell in love with her. Everything seems to be getting better. But when Matthew might have to move to the other side of the country she isn't sure what will happen. Also hidden things of my life in this story. Could even be things such as people having same initial as someone I know. (only when I remeber to do that). Or just words I say such as 'chicka'. So if you think you find one and want to know, ask. But if you don't care haha I dont care. But I hope you enjoy the story!! <3 <3Concluída
Nothing Happens But I Love You
I wanted to love someone who knew complexity but was humble Someone who knew dark but was light Someone who knew how to hurt but didn't Someone who knew how to rule but didn't And right there I realised That I was searching just the opposite of what I was Of what I felt Because when you are dark you want light right? But you changed my mind You showed me the light and you showed me the dark You showed me the power and you showed me weakness You showed me love and you showed me hate You showed me how to live and not survive You taught me to choose, to take choices But you never taught me how to die How to leave You showed me everything but now I have nothing, I am nothing Just a reminder in your brain Of when I was physical Of when my blood pumped freely through my veinsConcluída
"Goodbye Curly Head"
Through thick and thin the Law shall prevail. A new sense of purpose awaits us, children of light, in the land where it all began. The darkness in which we once cowered in fear, now curbed by the might of our endless light. Come, brothers, come, sisters. Let there be peace among the wicked, just as the Law dictates. Peace and certainty is all that you have ever longed for, little angel. A bright, stable future. A roof without holes above thy head. Acknowledgement and recognition of thy existence, feverish dreams of grandeur. Greed born from yearning, treacherous vines of rapacity taint your innocent soul. You seek a future that does not exist. Let thy fingers hold the fragile line between dream and nightmare. Let thy light navigate the path. Shall thee give in and falter, O' land of old, envelop his body in thy unending flame of chaos. Spit out nothing but an empty husk, the remnants of a smile once so bright. Shall thee prevail, O', Great Kazdel, I ask of you, the impossible - take mercy on the innocent. Don't let the radiance dim and don't let the mind turn bleak. Wake, young traveler. Bid thy farewells and burn thy bridges. It's time to say goodbye, curly head. Cross post from AO3. For a shorter and more on-point description, look no further! I had something silly written up before throwing it out in exchange for that wall of text upstairs. It's a little story "about a young, dumb sankta who's been dealt a bad hand at life, looking for his place in all this mess. The pointless search for a better future leads him far, far away from home, to a country forever ravaged by war and misery - Kazdel, the promised land where devils roam free and peace feels out of place." Anyway, it's quite lengthy, but hopefully enjoyable? Slide a comment if you want, I'll give you a tiny kiss on the forehead. Man, do I love comments. (Lastly, to point out, English is not my native language, but I don't think it'll be much of an issue ;3)Concluída
All I Need ✔️
"You're playing with fire Safania." "Good thing I don't burn." The last words he spoke before throwing me onto my bed sounded like a threat, but felt more like a promise. "You will." *** Don't get caught. Those are the three words Safania has lived by for the past five years. As a marked woman - easily identified by intricate bronze marks on her back and unpredictable special abilities - she has spent the past five years running from anyone who might exploit those abilities...especially the royal families who tortured marked women to build their empires. Starving, exhausted, and frozen, she collapses by the bank of a river just to wake up in her worst nightmare: the chambers of a prince. Prince Cassius is his father's first choice of his three brothers to ascend to the throne. He's smart, strategic, and stoic, unlike his corrupt and depraved brothers. There's just one problem: he has no interest in any of his proposed marital matches, and the King will only pick someone as his successor who he knows will carry on the family line. But once he meets Safania, he finds himself unable to imagine ruling the kingdom without her by his side. Can he convince her to trust him? *** Warning: this story contains mature and potentially triggering themes including domestic violence and sexual assault. Reader discretion is advised.Concluída
rose in the desert
I will write my future story in bilingual. I want to force myself to be the person I like. I don't care if other people like me, I just care if they like me. After days of hesitation, I finally settled on the name, and I sat on the toilet thinking about the script God had sent me... I can't wait to read the script God sends me and I can't wait to finish it. After writing it, the English audio reading was wonderful. I burst into tears as I listened, and burst into tears as I finished writing. This is very interesting. I always touch myself again and again, always write dreams in my dreams. Whose life is not a dream? I am an affectionate and tragic person, and I love this world deeply. Love so deeply, so seriously. God often gives me so much information that my brain feels like it's going to explode and I'm going crazy. I can understand what Vincent van Gogh was doing in the wheat field. When you see everything in the world, dear, you don't care about anything anymore. You only live for your own happiness. People start to distance themselves from you and you become more and more lonely. God, I ask you again and again, why am I stuck in the desert? I want you to answer me, once is not enough, ten times is not enough, a hundred times is not enough, a thousand times is not enough, ten thousand times is not enough! 2025/1/5
Just the Start. (The Clovers series: Book 1)
A single invitation, a single disobedient act, a drastic change in life. Fortis was raised singlehandedly by her mother. Her mother was loving but extremely protective and Fortis was unable to understand why. So far, Fortis had followed most of her mother's instructions without fail. She had no friends and her mother made sure that it stayed that way. However, everything has it's limits and Fortis was reaching hers. She wants the truth that her mother has been hiding from her all these time. What Fortis does not know was that a single act of disobedience was enough to change her life. She's about to go on a rollercoaster ride and it's not going to be easy. Can she bear to lose some things in life in order to gain others? What will her story be? **************************************Preview***************************************************** "Very well. I shall get straight to the point," he set his eyes on mine as he made his claim. This was what I have been waiting for. The moment when he would disclose his hidden agenda for kidnapping me. Was it for money? Or maybe revenge? Though, I can't think of anyone who would want to seek vengeance on me. I don't interact with others much. My mother had ensured that. "We need your help," he uttered the four words I least expected to hear. "Help?" I echoed, incredulous. "Yes," he confirmed. "We need to lend your powers to win a war against the other Clovers and elemental wielders for the evolution of a better Idris." ***Concluída
Full of poems that I've written, am writing, will write. Maybe mostly about life and others are deep stuff and more... Some are happy and some are sad/dark. Some poem(s) I wrote about or related to a book/movie.etc. Others I wrote as a story in poem form. *checked my old poems recently and GORE, HORROR, BLOOD ALERT for some of the poems near the beginning!! SO maybe best to read my poems from bottom to the top if you mind the stuff^^^ *I think the more recent poems are quite different from the older ones. Some poems you can interpret as you wish :) Hope you'll like the poems!!! Leave a vote if you want or comment your favourite lines or any thoughts about the poem :D Earliest poems date back from March 2018 P.S. sorry for misspelled words and lack of punctuations in the first few poems. And, if you think the poem is about you, do not ask me. Because I will neither admit nor deny ;) Achievements in my eyes(DD/MM/YYYY) 1.01K reads~15/07/2020 1.34K reads & 78 votes~17/052021 1.47K reads & 108 votes~09/072021 1.68K reads~03/032022 2.01K reads~15/112022 2.33K reads~25/07/2023 4.04K reads ~18/09/2025 (Thank you readers!)
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