Divinefeminine Stories

She met a boy who felt like worship and he met a girl who felt like risk, only one was brave. He walked in with eyes like nebula he wouldn't claim. The classroom learned his name while she called him a number instead. This is the gospel of a girl who mistook observation for adoration, silence for horizon, and a boy for a god. A collection of 36 poems. -⋅⋅•⋅⋅•⋅⋅⋅•⋅⋅⋅•⋅⋅⋅∙∘☽༓☾∘∙•⋅⋅⋅•⋅⋅⋅•⋅⋅•⋅⋅•⋅⋅ ⚠️ Reader Discretion: Worship, unspoken names, cornflower blue ink, and the kind of heartbreak that feels holy. Read if you like: Rupi Kaur × The Song of Achilles × dark academia -⋅⋅•⋅⋅•⋅⋅⋅•⋅⋅⋅•⋅⋅⋅∙∘☽༓☾∘∙•⋅⋅⋅•⋅⋅⋅•⋅⋅•⋅⋅•⋅⋅ A/N: A number can't contain him but poetry can. Updates: Sunday 8:00 PM ET

The Divine Feminine: A Poetry Collection for the Quiet Moments, the Healing, and the Hopeful What if a single line could express what your heart cannot? In this poetry collection, Kenny Kay explores the quiet, unspoken emotions that live within love, loss, solitude, and personal transformation. These poems speak softly to the soul, offering comfort in stillness and strength through change. This collection reflects on love that lingers and love that leaves, the ache of growing and the grace of letting go, and the quiet beauty of silence, survival, and the sacred feminine. Gentle, introspective, and deeply human, The Divine Feminine invites readers to find solace in words and hope in the spaces in between.

Janelle is a single Black mother doing everything right in a world built to keep her trapped. Two jobs. Stretched bills. A neighborhood laced with addiction, violence, and the shadows of dreams deferred. But when she begins to awaken, really awaken, everything she thought was real begins to fracture. Guided by late-night whispers, spiritual teachings from Neville Goddard and Joe Dispenza, and the haunting presence of a mysterious woman named Zahra, Janelle peels back the layers of her reality. What she discovers? The system is more than financial, it's spiritual. The struggle isn't just economic. It's energetic. The Watchers have been feeding on her pain. The mirrors are portals. And the life she dreamed of was a prison dressed up as peace. As she fights to reclaim her mind, her power, and her children's future, Janelle unearths a truth buried beneath concrete and silence: the land remembers. The ancestors are watching. And the system she thought was real... never was. But awakening comes with a price. And as Janelle breaks the illusion, the Watchers evolve-taking human form, targeting her bloodline, and forcing her to face the ultimate question " What if freedom was never outside of her, but something she had to remember to unlock? This is not just a story. This is a spiritual war.

"Unfold Yourself in Love" is a quiet celebration of softness, strength, and self-worth. This gentle guide invites every girl to slow down, breathe deeply, and reconnect with the most important relationship she'll ever have - the one with herself. Through mindful rituals, emotional healing, and heart-opening reflections, this book helps you bloom - not perfectly, but authentically. It's not about fixing yourself. It's about unfolding into the love that's always been within.

This is a collection of seven poems, each representing a different side of a mysterious woman - her masks, her roles, and her power. From a seductive temptress to a ruthless killer, from a spiritual yogini to a divine goddess, each poem explores a unique identity. Together, they form a story of transformation, hidden truths, and the many layers of the feminine self.

I don't know when it started. All I know is that you've been with me longer than this life. This is a collection of what I felt, what I remembered, and what I couldn't say out loud. Some of it is soft. Some of it is heavy. All of it is real. This isn't about finding love. It's about recognizing it.

Romanticizing the mundane things and remembering to keep a little magic in my life. A short something that captures my self care and the way i like to reflect on my progress.

Briar was sold the night she turned eighteen. Not because of what she'd done, but because of what she was. Raised behind the walls of a Nashville brothel, Briar learned early that men look at women like property, power must be taken, and how survival means never trusting anyone. She thought the worst thing that could happen to her was ending up just like her mother. She was wrong. The men who buy her aren't looking for sex or obedience. They're hunting something rare. Briar isn't human. She's a lycan. Female lycans are nearly extinct. There are only a handful left in the world. They are hidden, guarded, and traded like prizes. But Briar is different. She is the only lycan female born with magic, a power that hasn't existed in centuries. Dragged into a brutal supernatural hierarchy ruled by claws, crowns, and ancient laws, Briar is thrown into deadly survival trials meant to test, tame, and claim the remaining females. Only Briar refuses to break. When she escapes into the wild, she stumbles into something no one has seen in five hundred years, the Moonroot, an ancient living relic tied directly to the goddess herself. The goddess is furious. The old laws are wrong. And Briar is the correction. Five powerful men will be pulled into her orbit, kings, alphas, rogues, and enemies. None will own her. Some will challenge her. Some will betray her. All will learn what happens when the balance of power shifts. Because Briar wasn't meant to survive their world. She was meant to take it. 🔥Reverse Harem ✨One of the Last Females 🔥The Only One With Magic ✨Sold FMC 🔥Survival Trials ✨Enemies to Lovers 🔥Divine Feminine Rage ✨Touch Her and Die 🔥The Age of Kings Is Over sample only thanks

Embers burning through the dark, Flames so bright even the Gods cannot deny, For we are twins, You and I. In this life... In EVERY life... I will love, my soul will grieve, and we shall be one again. ------------------ When a series of unexplained synchronicities plops someone right in front of you, how can you ever forget that tall, bronze statue of a man? You can't, and your soul knows it. ------------------ Author's note: This is a twin flame novel (many instances in this story are based on my own experiences with this strange spiritual phenomenon, made into a fictional tale). Thank you all so much for reading my story, it means so much to me :). Feedback/critique is welcome and appreciated.

Rowan is a walking storm-a karmic mirror whose heartbreaks forge her into something powerful, something untouchable. A seer in shadows and a devotee of Lilith, she moves through love and betrayal like a spider weaving her web. When Kael enters her life, drawn to her even in dreams, he awakens to a world of magic and desire he never knew existed. But Rowan's secrets-and her highest self, Amara-hold truths that could either unite them or shatter everything. Dark. Haunting. Unforgettable.

A short poem about our relationship with food/body image and the goddess/divine feminine Cover art by <a href="https://unsplash.com/@jeremythomasphoto?utm_source=unsplash&utm_medium=referral&utm_content=creditCopyText">Jeremy Thomas</a> on <a href="https://unsplash.com/s/photos/galaxy?utm_source=unsplash&utm_medium=referral&utm_content=creditCopyText">Unsplash</a> Art in story by <a href="https://unsplash.com/@simonppt?utm_source=unsplash&utm_medium=referral&utm_content=creditCopyText">SIMON LEE</a> on <a href="https://unsplash.com/s/photos/venus?utm_source=unsplash&utm_medium=referral&utm_content=creditCopyText">Unsplash</a>

In the heart of an ancient forest, a young girl discovers a tree unlike any other-gnarled with age, aglow with wisdom, and whispering secrets only she can hear. Drawn by dreams and something deeper, she kneels beneath its boughs and receives a vision that will change her life forever. A story of awakening, destiny, and the quiet magic that lives just beyond the veil. #TheVisionTree #MysticalFiction #ShortStoryMagic #SpiritualAwakening #ForestWisdom #DivineFeminine #HighPriestessVibes #EsotericTales #IndieAuthor #AbbyDuncanWrites #WhispersFromTheUniverse #MagicalRealism #SacredStories #FantasyShortStory

The Kingdom of Ophiura is dying. The Grey Blight is turning forests to ash and men to monsters. The King's solution? Burn it all down. Elara, an outcast with the rare gift of the Vessel, knows that fire will only feed the decay. She possesses a magic the world has forgotten: The Art of Transmutation. While the King's soldiers fight the darkness, Elara welcomes it into her own veins, agonizingly turning the Blight's poison into medicine. But when the Great Serpent wakes - the source of the corruption itself - Captain Kaelen of the Iron Guard arrives to slay it. He believes in steel and force. Elara believes in healing and sacrifice. To save her world, Elara must stand between the monster and the warrior. She must wrestle the toxicity of a god and prove that the only way to destroy your enemy is to heal him.

Nabi embarks on the journey of adulthood. A story about love, life and womanhood.

THIS IS A STORY OF KYLO REN & REY AS THE REINCARNATIONS OF ANIKAN & PADME, REBORN TO FINALLY BRING BALANCE TO THE FORCE. The Force seeks a balance of all things, and it has been out of balance for a long time... "If you live long enough, you see the same eyes in different people." Kylo and Rey do not understand the intense pull between them. The Force is balancing the scales between the divine masculine and the divine feminine, breathing life into the reincarnations of Anikan and Padme. Even in a different life, in a different time, the lovers are irresistibly drawn to one another... Will they be reunited this lifetime? Together, will they finally bring balance to the Force?

How to be your divine feminine as a God fearing woman. Dedicated to Jajii And Lexi.

When the Eye opened again, light fell into the earth. Paquette followed it, crossing from sky to soil, from name to name. In the hush between suns, clay rose to greet her. There she was unmade and remade as Mamusa, Daughter of the Dawn. This is the passage between worlds, where memory burns and the body remembers its crown.

In a world once swallowed by greed and silence, a woman rose - not as a warrior, but as a flame. She burned not to destroy, but to cleanse. From her fire bloomed the lotus of love, and from her pain, a paradise called Agnisthal. She is Agnishwari - the goddess who taught that warmth can be stronger than wrath, and that divinity is not in being feared, but in being felt. Her story is not of gods and battles, but of hearts rekindled, of a world reborn in the fire of compassion.