Peace Stories

тяιρριиg σи уσυя янутнм (ღ˘⌣˘ღ)...♫ ♡Anay Mehra lives his life in a perfectly measured heartbeat...steady, controlled, and predictable. 》Topper, Perfectionist and Untouchable. At least...that's what everyone thinks. ••••But the truth is•••• Just one overly loud, chaotic, and impossible girl is disturbing his RHYTHM...🤧 ♡Ruhi Rathore is everything he tries to avoid [*TRIES key word.] 》Distraction, Noise and Trouble. Yet she is the only one he have ever wanted...😫 💌He is in love with her for years...Silently, Patiently and Completely. •••To Ruhi, Anay is- "Google Baba."••• Annoyingly perfect and calm to the point of frustration. Someone who never breaks but slowly... she started noticing the cracks. 🎀The way he remember the smallest things about her. 🎀The way he stays... even when she pushes everyone away. 🎀The way her chaos never seems to trouble him. And somewhere between arguments, late night studies and stolen glances😭 He started losing control to her chaos and she started finding comfort in his calm. He fell first and she will fall harder...🤌 🫀He spent years controlling his rhythm but she will ruin it beautifully. He will trip over her chaos and she will fall into his rhythm...💞 But when feelings remain unspoken...will they be able to find their way to each other???...👀 Or will stay trapped between what they feels and what they never says? Hop on to the sweetest story you will ever read!!!😁 ~Gleam_tales06...🤧🎀

Hey, brothers and sisters in Christ! I'm just a young guy who loves God and wants to help others know Him better. Every Sunday and Wednesday, I will post a Bible verse, a biblical quote, or a Christian hymn. This is a place for Scripture, quiet reflection, and reminders that joy, peace, and purpose can still be found--especially when life feels heavy. Discussions in the comments are more than welcome. Whether you came from my other books or found this collection on its own, you are more than welcome here. I pray that this collection be a light and blessing in your week and a reminder that you are not alone in your Christian pilgrimage. Let us grow together in our faith while looking forward to the hope that WILL be fulfilled in Jesus Christ! Amen. Note: Unless otherwise indicated, all Scripture quotations are taken from the Holy Bible, New Living Translation, copyright © 1996, 2004, 2015 by Tyndale House Foundation. Used by permission of Tyndale House Publishers, Carol Stream, Illinois 60188. All rights reserved. Additionally, all hymns belong to their songwriters and creators. I take no credit for them at all!

"Beyond the Veil" is a collection of Islamic reflections, spiritual thoughts, and poems inspired by faith, patience, love, prayer, and the eternal connection between the Creator and His creation. This book is not written as a scholarly work alone, but as a heartfelt journey through the emotions of a believer. It explores the beauty of Islam through reminders of mercy, gratitude, modesty, hope, repentance, and trust in Allah. The veil in this book represents many things - the veil between despair and hope, between worldly distractions and spiritual awakening, between pain and healing, and between the human heart and divine truth. Every chapter is meant to inspire reflection and bring comfort to readers navigating the challenges of life while seeking closeness to Allah.

The sun had not yet fully crested the eastern ridges of the Sweet Apples Flowers farm, but the sky was already bleeding into a canvas of soft apricot and lavender hues, signaling the imminent arrival of dawn. The air in the Realm of Light and Life hung heavy with the scent of dew-kissed grass, ripe apples, and the earthy perfume of turned soil. It was a crisp morning, the kind that promised a day of vigorous labor followed by the deep, satisfying exhaustion of honest work. **Date:** Thursday, October 12, 3042 (Realm Calendar) **Time:** 5:45 AM **Location:** Sweet Apples Flowers Farm, The Rolling Hills of Serenity, Realm of Guardians of Light and Life **Weather:** Clear skies, light mist, temperature 58°F (14°C), rising. Shylara Shy-Farmer stood on the porch of her modest, timber-framed farmhouse, her bare feet pressing against the cool, smooth wood. She wore her signature attire, a crisp white kimono adorned with delicate pink and red floral patterns that seemed to bloom across the fabric like living things. The silk was thin enough to breathe in the warming air but substantial enough to provide comfort. A wide, textured gold obi belt cinched the garment at her waist, accentuating her gentle curves and providing a striking contrast to her light blue skin. Her long, black hair cascaded down her back in loose waves, catching the first rays of sunlight and shimmering with an obsidian gloss. She took a deep breath, her kind blue eyes scanning the horizon. The farm sprawled out before her, a testament to years of careful cultivation and love. Rows of apple trees, heavy with fruit, lined the gentle slopes. Between them, patches of wildflowers-daisies, cornflowers, poppies, and buttercups-created a mosaic of color that attracted bees and butterflies in droves. In the distance, the ocean glittered, its surface calm and reflective, bordered by small islands that dotted the horizon like emeralds.

In this book will be a bunch of poetry that is based on what I am feeling and how I am feeling. Along with what comes from my heart. Hopefully everyone likes the poetry that I write. There will be a bunch of dark poems, love poems, family poems and animal poems. Hope you enjoy the poetry. 🖤🖤

A teenage light fairy and a teenage dark fairy, can they put past behind them and work together? Sixteen year old Elara and sixteen year old Levi both need to work together and solve years of hatred before both their towns suffer from the consequences. New chapters Sunday, Tuesday, and Thursday.

The Rising Volt Tacklers have decided to disband for a few months to go on holidays. The RVT all are organised, they all know what to do, but Liko doesn't, she feels like there's something missing, but what?...

|| Ki darkhaast hai ye , jo aayi raat hai ye Tu meri baahon mein duniya bhula de. || 🪷 A tale where two souls complete each other and heal together , grow together ....✨🤌🏻🫠 Give this book a chance and I promise it won't disappoint instead it will comfort and satisfy the reader in you .

Somewhere in the world, there is an island that has never known war. But one family carries a wound that no island can protect against - a mother who cannot love her own son, scarred across lifetimes. To uncover the truth, Laroo travels through past lives - ancient Chinese battlefields, medieval witch trials, early modern America - guided by a team of past-life specialists who live in a strange in-between space. They mean well. They're just a little unreliable. A humorous, action-packed adventure about a boy discovering his soul's mission, the ancient companions who journey with him, and bonds that stretch further than memory. The ending will break your heart - in the best possible way. Based on the Japanese novel 前世旅行社 by M. Nishio.

My life journey with God Volume 23

Some stories are never meant to be told-only written. These are the words left unsaid, the letters never sent, and the quiet confessions that came too late. A love that almost happened, and everything it left behind. This is what remains when silence says everything.

Some love stories are loud. Some are dramatic. Some are written in grand gestures and perfect timing. And then there are love stories like Rudra and Mahi's - quiet, stubborn, complicated, and painfully real. This is not a story about love at first sight. This is a story about love that grew in silences, in misunderstandings, in unspoken care, in late realizations, and in the spaces between friendship and something much deeper. Rudra is a man of control, walls, and unspoken pasts. Mahi is warmth, patience, chaos, and a heart that feels too much and too deeply. Together, they are not perfect. They are not simple. But somehow, they are right. Set in the middle of friendships that feel like family, laughter that hides pain, and pasts that refuse to stay buried, this story follows two people who were never really strangers, never really just friends, and perhaps always something more - even before they understood it themselves. This is a story about love, healing, friendship, trauma, growth, and the kind of bond that doesn't break even when everything else does. This is not just their love story. This is the story of how they became the people who were finally ready to love each other.

Zeke, a love cynic, never believed in love. His only obsession is the beauty of eyes. To him, they are the only part of a person that never lies, with its pure, honest and true form. Who knew that this obsession would lead his blackened heart to dwell deeper into a kind of love he knew nothing about? So when he meets Arisha Sumaiyah, whose golden-brown eyes bear strength and purity that he can't tear himself away from, Zeke begins to uncover something greater than he ever imagined. The deeper he looks, the more he realises, that her eyes reflect the beauty of her soul and peaceful demeanor despite having all odds stacked up against her. He thought he was falling in love with her and her heart, but the truth was far more profound - he was falling in love with the beauty of Islam. Sometimes, the purest love isn't between two hearts; it's between a soul and its Creator. Ideation: 2010s First draft: 2018 Published Date: 29 March 2026 Status: Ongoing Copyright © 2026. All rights reserved. No written part of this publication may be reproduced, distributed, or transmitted in any form or by any means, including photocopying, recording, or other electronic or mechanical methods, without the prior written permission of the author. Disclaimer: All characters, locations and events in this story are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to real people, living or dead, actual places or events is purely coincidental.

These are poems, I created in my head. They are on real events. They are words or anything I don't say out loud. Trigger warnings include: Mention of depression Mention of anxiety mention of suicide mention of bullying mention of ableism mention of abuse (sexual, verbal, emotional, etc) and trauma if you're uncomfortable with any of these, please read something else for the sake of your mental health and safety. Because I want to say that...you're not alone. Thanks for reading. Feel free to comment and vote, no pressure. Please don't steal my poems and certainly don't put them through AI. These poems are created by me. PUBLISHED DATE: 11th March 2026

A peashooter named Peapy finds himself meeting a sunflower named Sunny, as their relationship grows, one develops feelings for another and vice versa. (Contains Swearing) (Discontinued) WOW this fanfic has still been getting views since I stopped, honestly pretty cool, thanks I guess. :) Hey y'all! This is my first story, so I hope you enjoy it! As you can tell, I hate writing/typing. But, I've always wanted to get into writing fanfiction cause some of my friends have done it. Sorry if there's no proper English and grammar mistakes, Again, this is my first story. And if you don't like this ship, then just leave, you don't have to read it. I do not own Plants Vs. Zombies, all right go towards Popcap & EA, I also don't own any pictures other than the book cover (this is just incase i do use images)

𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗘𝗹𝘆𝘀𝗶𝗮𝗻 𝗟𝗲𝗴𝗮𝗰𝘆, 𝗕𝗼𝗼𝗸 #02 || "Time remembers everything - even what the gods would rather forget." The war against Typhon was meant to be the end. The peace of the realms was restored, the gods stayed on their thrones, and time was supposed to move forward. Unfortunately, the Fates had a different plan for the Elysians. Constantly sent on missions beyond Elysium Academy, the demigods begin to notice that something in the realm has shifted. Soleia, daughter of Hades, is haunted by visions no one else can see - fragments she has never lived and a future she refuses to accept. With a titan awakening and fate already sealed, Soleia must fight to rewrite what was never meant to be changed. But she must beware, for time remembers. And it never forgets those who try to change what has already been written. This story is written in Taglish. Cover by: Levistress Started: 01/26/26 Ended: ---

"Mujhse aapne aap ko baandhne se pehle itna sochlo, iss rishte mai sab hoga lekin mohabbat nahi". His voice was sharp. She looked up at him and his eyes softened. The anger vanished in thin air just by a look. "Theek hai". She said and he turned his back towards her. His replaced bride. She fell first, he fell harder. Eldest son x Only daughter Eldest grandson x Eldest granddaughter ___________________________________________ "Mai yeh shaadi ko kabhi nahi maanunga. Yeh baat hum dono ke alawa kisi ko bhi nahi pata chalni chahiye. KISI. KO. BHI. NAHI". He said and her heart started beating loudly "ANSWER ME". He punched the steering wheel startling her. She jumped in her seat and nodded. His forced bride. She dreamt of love, he lived it. Youngest son x Only daughter Youngest grandson x Youngest granddaughter #1 in peace #281 in care

"Mujhe bhul jao Mr. Oberoi !", she said. (Forget me Mr. Oberoi !) "Nhin bhuk sakta", he replied. (I can't) "Itna mushkil nahin hain", she said. (It's not that much tough) "Tumhe dil de baitha hun apna, aur tumhe iska karz chukana hoga !", he replied. (I have given you my heart and you will have to repay its debt) "Kaisa karz ?", she said. (What kind of repay ?) "Izhaar kar do apni mohabbat ka !", he replied while looking at her because he knows that she's too obsessed with him ! Are you ready to dive into a trope where luck separated them and fate bring them together.... Book name :- Ibaadat :- An Indian Romance. Written By :- author riitu 🎀 Read the novel and dive into their story more....

It has been a while after the fight with Queen Viper, and Paul and her friends have been enjoying their peaceful lives. However, both King Ian and King Silver fall ill from an unknown illness. And Paul and his friends must find a way to get them both Healed, Meanwhile King Ember, The nephew of King Griffin and the only one of his family that's alive, plans to make his dead uncle proud and try to wipe out the guardians. meanwhile, Azura and her friends try to gain a fairy form known as the princess forms. and they do everything they can to gain it. who is this King Ember? how do The fairies gain their princess forms? and what caused King Silver and King Ian's illness? well find out in this action packed book! (Warning: There will be blood, gore and character death, you have been warned.)

This is the NLT Gospel of Mark. I know it can be really hard for people to access a Bible, so I've uploaded the Gospel of Mark. We are in the last SECOND of the last days. Now is the time to believe in the Lord Jesus Christ. He willingly went to the cross for YOU and died for YOUR sins. He took the full wrath of God on Himself for everyone for all time. He made you right with God by washing away your sins with His divine blood. All you have to do is accept what He has done for you and believe in it. God bless you.