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Thinking of what others have Makes me both mad and sad. It seems like the harder I work The less I achieve. Everyone is jubilant, Yet I still grieve. I don't want a lot Just a bit more than what I got. Tossing and turning Unable to sleep. While others happily live their lives All I seem to do is weep. Nobody understands; Nobody can see The person I am Is not really me. Would they like me? Would they care? If they knew The weird thoughts inside my head Imagining the world if I was dead. Pre'asia Amere
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LATE NIGHTS IN TOKYO (UNPOLISHED VERSION)
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Give me shelter
Have you ever felt so lonely you believed there was nothing left for you? Stashed away, merely forgotten. I mean you could cry and cry, yet no one would hear you. At least no one you truly once loved. Being yourself can be detrimental to others happiness, and so you down play who you are. You devalue your beliefs, your morals fall short and that hollow rock turns into your Mirror. Do you matter anymore? Would anyone care if you simply disappeared? Could you find your way out of the darkness? Look Closer is one of my favourite quotes and so I'll use it as a guide to understanding the complex characters you're about to meet.Lengkap![𝐀 𝐇𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐫𝐞 | [𝟏𝟖+]](https://img.wattpad.com/cover/376041496-256-k37446.jpg)
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☆𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 3 𝐨𝐟 𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 "Dove, I'm fucking insane when it comes to you. You're mine, every inch, every breath, every sound you make in this room belongs to me" "Next time you laugh for someone else... I'll make sure you're screaming only my name the whole night." Her breath hitched, and his mouth claimed hers hungry, punishing, desperate like he was marking his world. --- 𝗧𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗶𝘀 𝗮 𝘀𝘁𝗼𝗿𝘆 𝗼𝗳 𝗕𝗿𝗼𝗸𝗲𝗻 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗕𝗿𝘂𝗶𝘀𝗲𝗱 𝗴𝗶𝗿𝗹 𝘄𝗵𝗼 𝘀𝘁𝗿𝘂𝗴𝗴𝗹𝗲𝗱 𝘁𝗼 𝗯𝗲𝗹𝗶𝗲𝘃𝗲 𝘀𝗵𝗲 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝘄𝗼𝗿𝘁𝗵𝘆 𝗼𝗳 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲. 𝗬𝗲𝘁, 𝗛𝗲 𝘄𝗿𝗮𝗽𝗽𝗲𝗱 𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗮𝗿𝗺𝘀 𝗮𝗿𝗼𝘂𝗻𝗱 𝗵𝗲𝗿, 𝘀𝗵𝗲 𝗳𝗶𝗻𝗮𝗹𝗹𝘆 𝗳𝗲𝗹𝘁 𝗵𝗼𝗺𝗲, 𝗮 𝘀𝗲𝗻𝘀𝗲 𝗼𝗳 𝗯𝗲𝗹𝗼𝗻𝗴𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘀𝗵𝗲 𝗻𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿 𝗸𝗻𝗲𝘄 𝗲𝘅𝗶𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗱. 𝗞𝗶𝗮𝗿𝗮 𝗔𝗴𝗴𝗮𝗿𝘄𝗮𝗹, Once a girl full of light and laughter, she had been broken by the cruel betrayal of her first love, left to wander in the darkness of her own pain. And then came 𝗩𝗶𝗱𝘆𝘂𝘁 𝗞𝗵𝘂𝗿𝗮𝗻𝗮. The man the world feared the name that made even the bravest shiver. Quick-tempered, ruthless, sharp with words that could cut deeper than a blade. But with her, he was different. With her, his rage turned to restraint, his sharpness melted into tenderness. To the world he was a storm, but to her he was the calm, the quiet, the only place she could finally breathe. But what makes Vidyut legendary in the underworld isn't just his ruthlessness - it's his Siberian Tiger, 𝗥𝗲𝘅 𝗞𝗵𝘂𝗿𝗮𝗻𝗮. --- This book is connected to my first book, Adarika:His Ignored Bride.
Forsaken Innocence
I have had dreams. Well, who doesn't. May be mine shall appear simple and petty to others. Yet they were mine to cherish. I want to do well for myself and make my life worth living. Like any woman, I wished to have a family with a loving husband and cute children. A fulfilled life amidst love and care of family & friends. I am clumsy but never scared to take a leap. You can term me as ordinary but I dared to aim for extra ordinary. Heartbreak is a risk but I forbid to wrap my heart in an ice cage to protect it. One need to live life fulled to make your death valuable. People often term me as naive. Am I? Perhaps but I never cared. I loved myself and my near & dear ones. Yet it took one incident to turn my life upside down. A moment I was blooming and next I am thrown out in dirt. What was my mistake? That I took enough courage to wish a life with the man I love with my heart. Is it too much to ask for an ordinary woman? I was stripped of my dignity. Portrayed my persona as gore. Colors were taken away from me, so were my dreams. My friends and love could do nothing but gaze me with pity. I tried to make peace with my fate and resort to a life of disappointment. Atleast, I had my family. But then I realised that residue of cruelty was still left inside me. It threatened to poison whatever I hold precious to me. I realised that it is my time to stand tall and fight. I was not their first victim neither will I be their last. Mayhap if I sought justice, then it shall save a future victim. Cover page is downloaded from internet. None of the images used in story are owned by Author.Lengkap
Waiting for his 'LOVE' | ✔
Highest Rank: 1 in romance Cover credits: GS_Stella. He was my first love but I wasn't his. He decided not to see my face ever again. So did I. "It's been a long time, Sanjana" he said leaning back into his seat. His one smile is enough to make my heart flutter. He was the man who made me fall in love. He was also the man who broke your precious heart added my brain. "Yeah, Six years is quite so long"I said trying not to sound weak.I clutched my fist tightly and my nails started digging deep into my flesh. Ah.. It's paining. He gave you more pain than this,Sanjana added my brain. "So how's life? Did you met your soulmate?" he asked with an evil smirk. "I found one" I blurted out. I could feel blood oozing out from my palms. "I thought I would never see you again. What are you doing here in London?" he asked walking towards me "Well, even I thought the same and FYI this is my home. Do I need your permission to stay here?" I asked folding my hands across my chest. He stood in front of me smiling. Don't look into his eyes, Sanjana. He will consume you...again. I told myself. "Do you have anything to say? If you don't have then I will take my leave" I said taking my bag from the couch. "Why so hurry? Missing your boyfriend huh?" he asked and I turned towards him. I want to make him bleed. "You are absolutely right Mr. Malhotra and I don't want to waste my time with an idiot like you. So Bye" I said and walked towards the door. "Get ready for a break up ,love" I heard his voice. Did he just said that? I turned towards him and he had an evil smirk on his face. He is not the same person. His looks, his attitude everything is changed. He is a monster now. Does this pain lasts forever? Is Sidharth planning to break her heart again? Can Sanjana find his heart which is buried deep inside his monstrous flesh? Lets's see the journey of Sidharth and Sanjana breaking the odds and finding what they are really craving for. Copyright © Ramzz005. All rights reserveLengkap
Where Dreams Kiss Reality
In the vastness of the night, darkness always wraps around, carrying dreams that seem as if they were real. But what if these dreams were true-how would you react, or what would you feel? Are they merely creations of the mind, mere fantasies, or could they be dreams intertwined with a part of yourself-a forgotten love? Yet, what if this dream is more than imagination-a connection the mind cannot explain? Achelliouse Wayner Kajiyasuki II repeatedly dreams of a woman he cannot recognize, yet who feels familiar to his heart. With every awakening, the question lingers: who is she, and why does she hold a place in his heart? Between dreams and reality lies a secret that could change everything. Sometimes, a dream is not just a dream-sometimes, it is the path back to a long-forgotten love. ©All rights reserved.
***UNPOLISHED*** ***PLEASE READ IF YOU ARE GOING TO READ THIS*** EVERYTHING WORD IS LITERALLY STRAIGHT FROM MY ICLOUD NOTES 💀😂 IT IS NOT EDITED "Late nights in Tokyo is cluster of information from me myself" "Describing my ways" "My emotions" "My thoughts" "In my own personal way..." "ON god i cant stand me dealing with these thoughts because sometimes it gets to me other times i successfully get them outta my head... i dont need to be thinking anythng like this for real...i need someone to save me you feel me...because like i said it isnt healthly to just sit here and feel like this...i gotta find good in the bad and most of the time it is...I wanna help so many people as i can and tell them this is the way...i wanna be peoples light..its sounds dumb but i know how to feel and i gotta get all this hate and dark feelings out" "I made this because I always wanted to keep track of my thoughts and feelings and maybe this will passed on to someone who wants to understand me..." "In a beautiful different city like Tokyo" 1/30/19 "The only person that can save me is myself. I shouldn't depend on nobody else on such deep personal feelings" "Late Nights In Tokyo, The "Late Nights" could mean myself or my feelings, thoughts, mindset, and all in general how I perceive things. Same thing with "Tokyo" I could be in my head overthinking or expressing my emotions flexing my own beauty. Hence why calling Tokyo a beautiful city. My thoughts and etc (Late Nights) are within myself (Tokyo) "Late Nights in Tokyo". Goes without saying, everyone's own way of thinking it's unique and different...everyone has their own beauty". "Scattered thoughts and emotions just written down from an emotional teenage boy, trying to figure himself out". Enjoy 3/29/20 December 20, 2016 (first created) October 11, 2019 (finished)
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