Lost

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These are truths I was never taught to speak. Here lie the words I swallowed, the pain I buried, and the questions they told me not to ask. For the unheard. For the unseen. For the ones who feel too much in a world that tells them to feel less. I write for you. I write for me.

පාට ගැන්වූ කැන්වසයක් දිහා බලා ෆැන්ටසියක් මවන්නේ මොකටද, ඇස් ඉදිරියෙම රොයල් පිරිමි පාරානයක් රියැලිටිය ෆැන්ටසියක් කරනකොට... රුවි x අභී 💗 Start : 15/03/2026 End : ....

Kael has lived a life carved by control and rejection. Born under a dictatorship and denied by his own father for his natural variation. Forced him to be a female; he was never truly accepted by his father and was forced to carry the burden of being someone he was not. He has learned to survive in silence, unseen, unheard. The world never revolved around him - until a woman shattered the quiet walls he built. But what about the girl who's haunted his dreams for years, the faceless girl he has always dreamed of, the one he longs to finally see? Ivy is both feared and worshipped. A professor with a venomous tongue and a presence like a goddess-like beauty, she doesn't bend for anyone. She commands every room she enters. Cold, untouchable, desired by all - yet she gives nothing in return. No one dares to step too close. No one, except Kael. Kael never expected to fall for his professor, Ivy. Even more shocking - she turns out to be his best friend's sister. Date Started: Feb 16, 2025 Date Finished: ?

- روايه تجمع الثغرات بداخل الجميع وايضاً البساطه الحنونه ، فيها المريض والحزين والكسير والمنجرح والمنهزم والمدمن والطموح والغير مختار مساره بعد ولكن موج الروايه ستجعل تلك السنين التي سيعيشها بهذه الروايه تختلف تماماً عن سنين عمره الماضيه ، بطلة روايتي { نجود } تعيش بـ احد الديار القريبه من نجد تحت محاولاتها لـ اكمال دراستها وعندما تُتاح لها الفرصه تنفتح امامها كل مشاكل الارض وبعد تخطيها تجد عذاب دنياها بـ انتظارها ولكنها تجهله حتى يصبح لهيب ناره يحرق جوفها ، بينما بطلي { جابر } يعيش بـ اراضي نجران بين المخدرات والحياه الكسيفه وتسمى حياته بـ لاحياة لمن تنادي فـ السموم سممت دواخله ليس حُب بها يلتهمها انما عنادً بـ الجميع وايضاً يعشق عندما تفصله عن واقعه وتجعله انسان بغير ضمير واحساس لكي لايعذبه ضميره على افعال لم يكن له ذنبً بها ولكن تلك السموم كانت سببً بها يُعاتب ذاته على اخطاء لم يقترفها ولازال يحاسب ذاته عليها عندما يخرج من سجن ويدخل للأخر. - هذا تفصيل صغير عن ابطالي ولكن البقيه اريد ان تتعرفو عليهم وتستمتعون بقصصهم المختلفه ولـ عوالمهم الغير متشابهه بقلمي الذي ينزف على الصفحات ليخرج من دمائه اساطير لن يتخطاهم الزمان ولا ذاكرات القراء. - [ الكاتبه مها🕯️❣️ ]

سلام ♥️ معكم الكاتبة زينب ..... وهذه اول رواياتي نتمنى تنال إعجابكم ♥️

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𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝'𝐯𝐞 𝐠𝐨𝐭 𝐚 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐞𝐝, 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝, 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐬 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐡𝐮𝐭 𝐞𝐲𝐞... A plane crash in the middle of the woods wasn't on Quinn Scott's plan to survive that year. When a nine year old girl is stranded in the woods with a scared and anxious soccer team, what measures will they have to complete in order to survive? Is this even about survival anymore, or something deeper?