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¿Quién dijo que la poesía fuera aburrida? Y es que cuando se trata de criticar a la vida, cualquier estilo es válido. AMOR, DOLOR, RABIA, DESESPERACIÓN, FELICIDAD, TRISTEZA... y otros muchos sentimientos que pueden encontrarse en un adolescente, todo en prosa lírica, que espero que te ayuden a pensar que no eres la única persona en este mundo que no sabes cuál es tu sitio en medio del caos de la vida de un estudiante, de la que de vez en cuando no viene mal despejarse un rato. Así que ya sabes, apoyando NUESTRO libro, pues sí, es tanto tuyo como mío, me ayudarás a seguir progresando y a que todos, podamos despejarnos aunque sea unos minutos. NO LO ADAPTES NI LO COPIES POR FAVOR. CUALQUIER COMENTARIO ES BIEN RECIBIDO, SE ACEPTAN SUGERENCIAS ;D
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  • Inspire: Book One (bxb) ✔️
  • Astrid
  • Everything Has Changed
  • Sing To My Heart
  • Into the Velvet
  • Collapse: Book Two (bxb) ✔️
  • We shall find our own Happy Ending
  • Forget the plot, let's become a Runaway Witch!

Book One of Five in the New Beginnings Series. **You do NOT have to read Inhale, Exhale, & Breathe to enjoy these stories** #1 in bxb tag: 09/21/2024 #4 in friendstolovers tag: 9/21/2024 CYRUS PIERCE: I'm content in my almost soundless world. I prefer to live through the romance stories I weave and post online. Hardly anyone reads my books, even if they're free, but I do have one fan, and he's supported me since I started writing two years ago. Except, my writing started to take a depressing dive when I realized that you simply couldn't prevent nor protect your heart from falling for someone. For him. For the one who had no interest in me. When I fell in love with him, I thought we had a chance. It was an accident. Turned out, I couldn't be more wrong. He doesn't want me, and I wasn't supposed to have him. It didn't matter if he showed up in the bookstore every day, talking to everyone else except me. Nor did it matter at all because he didn't know sign language. He couldn't learn. We couldn't communicate. But after I go on a date and it ends in putrid disaster, he makes his appearance known, and he's angry. Then he's doing things for me that confuse me. My stories are filling up with pages of content, dreams that I want to come true, and my mystery commenter encourages me to continue-to reach my happiness. To take what I want. But the activities planned start sparking familiarity-like I lived it before, or maybe dreamed it. Or maybe, just maybe, I'd written it before? My mind is spiraling, but I can't stop myself from getting closer and closer to him. I'm not supposed to have him, but my heart craves him. Sage Monroe, I'm in love with you, and I'm scared now because I have a feeling that you've been communicating with me in more ways than one.

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