Catalan Stories

It's a collection of poems of mine written in the different languages I know/am learning. I won't be providing translation for stylistic reasons but feel free to correct me, if something's off, when you decide to read them. I hope you enjoy 🥰

Cursed are those who speak its name... An abandoned daughter born from ritualistic rape is searching for her absent mother, and searching to silence a bell. There is a ringing in her ears, the ringing of the bell of vengeance. The silence she seeks will only come from the slaughter of her mother's rapists. Her name is Death, and cursed are those who speak her name.

Step into Barcelona's Modernista age-when Barcelona's main attractions were built above streets scarred by inequality. Late 19th-century Barcelona. By forces far beyond her control, seven-year-old Núria is taken into service in the household of the powerful industrialist Eusebi Güell. Uprooted from the factory colony that shaped her, she is thrusted into a world of velvet, decandence, and anarchy. Caught between two conflicting realities-the gilded palaces of a rising industrial elite and the grinding poverty of the workers who sustain it-Núria becomes a witness to a city transforming at breathtaking speed. As chimneys rise and fortunes are made, a new artistic vision begins to take shape, led by the brilliant architect Antoni Gaudí. Through Núria's eyes, experience the birth of Barcelona as both industrial powerhouse and Catalan Modernista capital-where innovation and exploitation walk hand in hand, and every triumph has a cost. Featuring iconic figures and places woven into the story: Palau Güell, the Tragic Week, Hospital de Sant Pau... and the ever-changing soul of Barcelona itself. ***To the reader: this is the first chapter of what will hopefully become a book about Barcelona in the 19th century, from the Industrial Era to the Spanish Civil War. I hope you enjoy it!***

A young American living in Barcelona challenges himself and his relationships when he decides to pursue his heart.

Mariona left Terrassa for work in Madrid, bucking family trends to further her career. Now she's come back after months of being away, and finds her absence has taken its toll on her loved ones. She finds herself needing to make a decision she thought she'd never have to make.

Marta left Barcelona years ago to start a new life in Ireland and hasn't been back since. Now she's back in her hometown and decides to patch things up with a friend she left behind.

there is a terrible disease killing mainlnd sheep, as a stor mis coming to the island. the storm carries with it the ruler and guards of the catalan empire. something must be done

La majoria de persones estimem malament. Aquesta és la història d'amor normal, d'un compromís afectiu breu i imperfecte. D'un amor que no sempre fa les coses per Amor sinó per Por. D'un vincle ocultat per emocions confuses i amenaçat per les circumstàncies. És una història de la recerca del respecte i la llibertat propi i de l'altra persona des de l'Amor. És una història de la lluita per la benvolença.

Stella Grace thought Luke drowned. She thought all her problems were gone. Boy was she mistaken. Luke comes back. He tries to convince her to love him again, but will she leave him again for her sister, Thalia.

James Pineda is a Catalan handball player who has just moved to Fulham, He's not sure about how he'll fit in, or if he'll ever... But when he meets his neighbor on the first day of school, he doesn't have any idea how much his life is going to change. Franchesca Ferrer Has lived in London ever since she was tiny, and she barely remembers Barcelona at ALL. Her parents don't help either, what looks to be a perfect, pristine family on the outside, is some people worst nightmare on the inside. She often finds herself skating her worries away, but when James walks into her life, everything turns onto its head.

Poema (Haiku) en español

Es hora de hablar de la realidad de Cataluña. De lo que no te cuentan. De lo que viven los que no ponen banderas en sus balcones ni salen a las calles a quejarse. De los silenciados. De las injusticias. De la opresión real, de cómo afecta el nacionalismo catalán de unos cuantos. Salgamos todos, mostrémonos. Tenemos voz, no callemos más! No permitamos que esto siga adelante sin que se conozcan nuestros testimonios!

'This mortal better hurry up before I kill him for resurfacing too damn late! Yeza thought as she cut through another half breed. Yeza left her past behind to become a guardian, a post not ever held by those from hell. Even as she waits for her late charge and battles her inner demons, something worse is blazing underneath the surface. The last war didn't kill her but this time maybe, her true love won't show the same kindness.

"Si tu magia ya no me hace efecto, ¿cómo voy a continuar? Si me sueltas entre tanto viento, ¿cómo voy a continuar?" "If your magic no longer affects me, How will I continue? If you let me go amidst the wind, How will I continue?"