Bony Souls

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Her life was a journey on the expressway in pounding rain until she found a bridge that stopped the rain for a cleave of a second..

He was that bridge ..
 only he can show her how truly this world is messed up..Public Domain

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Cover done by : Crazy_lollipop_lover ‼ Kindly mind all grammatical errors. This book was written some time ago. In Shaa Allaah I will get down to editing it. Safwa gazed intently at the crashing waves of the ocean, the way they started off roughly, crashed against each other , as if at war, then aproached her , leaping one after the other as if in a race, then calming down and gently washing over the shore , splashing cool, salty and foamy water around her feet , which were now stretched out in front of her. She curled her toes and sighed in contentment, enjoying the way the water cooled her feet and mind. SubhanAllah every creation of Allah is amazing but, the ocean is just something else..... She had no words to describe it's beauty. She was so lost in her thoughts, staring into the depths of the ocean, that she failed to notice the presence of a certain someone that had been watching her earlier on. "Beautiful isn't it " She broke free from her reverie, startled by a sudden male voice. That voice it sounded so fimliar....it was a distant memory but, she knew that voice very well ....and she hoped she was wrong ......

Andrea lives a normal life like any typical teenage girl. She finds herself on a walk one day, and stumbles upon a strange anomaly. Dragging her friends into helping her, Andrea finds herself in a world much like her own, but with some vast differences. As she grows up and has her own family, she takes them to go explore it and live there. The discovery of these anomalies is now a bridge which their worlds use, although they aren't aware of how long the connection will last.

Past the Golden Gate Bridge where I will find my dreams. Or so she thought. Life takes unexpected twist and turns for your dear Clara Anderson, as she exsplores her new home town. As she try to find her one true love.

Brendon lived quietly, carefully, until she crashed into his world like a storm. In seven days, everything he thought he knew about love, time, and himself was rewritten. But when the storm passes, will he be able to live as life intended-or chase the storm.

SERIES THREE: Dancing With The Devil by Tintress

Living in a sorrow, regret and blame. She always feels like that's how her life will always be. But then he came, making life at least bearable. And just when she thought she could get rid of all the sufferings, little did she know that she's been dancing with the devil all along.

Across the endless tapestry of lifetimes, their story remained achingly the same. She had etched the endings into her very soul: a heart-wrenching farewell at the precipice of a crumbling world, his silhouette fading into the rain, a bullet-meant for her-buried deep in his chest. In some tales, they never crossed paths. In others, they fell into a love so profound, only to be ripped apart by the merciless hands of time, the ravages of war, the sting of betrayal-always something. Always doomed. She had borne witness to them all. Thousands of lives, each a testament to their failures. The threads of fate wove them together with a cruel consistency, only to unravel them in the most heart-wrenching of ways. But this time-this version-was hers.

"I met her when the rain wouldn't stop, loved her when the world felt like a dream, and lost her somewhere in between" ---

The water is my home...It is the only place I feel free...I can go anywhere, be anything as long as I kept to myself...It has been years on my own and every once in a while I return to a place I had found happiness. He made me happy until we were kept apart. Now I am free or am I? Just like anyone else I have dreams, dreams to walk, to sing, to dance but those dreams were shattered in an instant or is it. Is it possible to achieve those... I wonder... but I wont stop, I won't stop until those dreams become a reality. It's time to go back home, my real home.

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Cover done by : Crazy_lollipop_lover ‼ Kindly mind all grammatical errors. This book was written some time ago. In Shaa Allaah I will get down to editing it. Safwa gazed intently at the crashing waves of the ocean, the way they started off roughly, crashed against each other , as if at war, then aproached her , leaping one after the other as if in a race, then calming down and gently washing over the shore , splashing cool, salty and foamy water around her feet , which were now stretched out in front of her. She curled her toes and sighed in contentment, enjoying the way the water cooled her feet and mind. SubhanAllah every creation of Allah is amazing but, the ocean is just something else..... She had no words to describe it's beauty. She was so lost in her thoughts, staring into the depths of the ocean, that she failed to notice the presence of a certain someone that had been watching her earlier on. "Beautiful isn't it " She broke free from her reverie, startled by a sudden male voice. That voice it sounded so fimliar....it was a distant memory but, she knew that voice very well ....and she hoped she was wrong ......

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