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The Things We Burn
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Ongoing, First published Apr 11, 2025
Mature
She swore she'd never look back.

	After Cole shattered her, Kylie disappeared-not for peace, but penance. New city. New name. No promises.

	She thought distance would numb the ache, that silence could bury the truth. But grief doesn't die quietly-it lingers, like a song stuck on a verse you never meant to write.

	And the worst part? Some days, she still hears his voice louder than her own.



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Resilience

11 parts Ongoing

I never planned on telling my story. Truth is, I've spent most of my life holding it in, swallowing the pain, laughing off the shade, putting on a mask when deep down I was fighting battles no one could see. But the older I got, the more I realized silence can eat you alive. And if I don't tell it raw and unfiltered, then who will? This book isn't polished for perfection. It's not sugarcoated, it's not dressed up to make anyone comfortable. It's me, The struggles, the lessons, the laughter, the embarrassing moments, the heartbreaks, the love, the shady comebacks, the nights I thought I wouldn't make it, and the mornings I woke up ready to fight again. I named this book Resilience because that's exactly what my life has been about. No matter how many times I was knocked down by people I loved, by family pressure, by toxic love, by my own mistakes, I got back up. Bruised, maybe. Bitter, sometimes. But never broken. So if you're holding this book, know this is, you're not reading some perfect fairytale. You're stepping into my world. One filled with chaos, comedy, culture, love, and pain that shaped me into the person I am today. And maybe, just maybe, you'll find pieces of yourself in these pages too. This is my story. Raw. Real. Resilient.