Feel Stories

"Her eyes , its so familiar. Holds same innocence as her." He shuts his eyes and in the darkness her innocent eyes appear. "WHO ARE YOU?" He murmurs. "Why are his thoughts roaming in my mind all the day? Why can't I stay away from him? Why are you doing this to me? WHO ARE YOU?" She said looking at the moon and sighs deeply. His smiling face drifts through her mind, soft and stubborn, refusing to leave. . . Not every story starts with a storm. Some begin in silence, with a glance, a question or a feeling you can't quite name. The story isn't perfect - just like its characters.There will be laughter, a few stumbles, and maybe a secret or two waiting to be found.At the end it will led you to the path of blooming love.I hope you'll love this one . Welcome you all to the new beginning.

Summer camp was supposed to be a clean slate from my annoyingly long seventh-grade year. But on day one, I run into the last person I expected to see-- an old nemesis. Between painfully forced activities, old grudges, new faces, an unexpected crush, and an ex-best friend who makes everything more complicated, Camp Pinecone quickly becomes a summer I won't forget... whether I want to or not.

EIGHT DAYS WITH SUMMER Victor Ferguson is a wealthy, arrogant, and vain man. His sole passion is an Excel spreadsheet with an upward-sloping graph of profits and successes. A problem arises. His brother, Clarence, wants to marry Emily Lane, a penniless young woman. To protect his family from this destitute woman, Victor Ferguson, in exchange for a large check, demands that Emily leave his brother. While basking in his triumph and power, a strange man leads him to a farmhouse. He is to stay there for eight days. The unknown man informs him that what he experiences there is pure fantasy. The eight days in reality last only a minute. And so, the arrogant Victor Ferguson finds himself confronted with one of the most painful trials of his life: love and grief. A blend of fiction and an epistolary novel, Eight Days with Summer is a romance of solace. It's part of my collection, just Sumer.

Come join and let's express our broken hearts together.

A collection of my poems. I write what I feel; As it helps my wounds to heal. There are poems from life to love and pain to penning. I hope you enjoy the handpicked collection of my poetry!

Este ''libro'' lo escribo desde lo profundo de mi corazon, desahogarme escribiendo, saber por que me sineto tan vacio, liberar la tristeza , rabia, y demas en unas letras, no tengo la mejor ortografía, pero intento entenderme escribiendo, SKZ me saco de ese vacio el cual pense nunca salir...

The second collection of poems about darkness and evil. This collection will have everything from zombies to nightmares. Collection 3 is now published, so please check that one out as well.

كُتيب أشبَه بالمُذكِرات لدَى الكاتِب .

This story is about a demon named G. He experiences pain, suffering and happiness, joy like we humans experience. He finds people fascinating but also repulsive, especially when they spread suffering. (Btw this is my first story, so excuse me if anything is weird or something.)

Part 5 of the Little Lamb series: Joseph Seed and his Project at Eden's Gate are no more, allowing Jacob and Nayeli to try and begin building a semblance of a normal life with their daughter Mai. To give back to the woman he loves Jacob enlists the help of Joey Hudson and a few others to ensure this first Christmas together is one the little lamb will never forget.

they say that this is all in my mind but if it is then why do i feel like my bones are breaking my heart is shattering and i can't breathe -a.k • • • credits to the owner of the unedited picture of the cover of the front picture of this book of mine

ခံစားခ်က္မွ ထြက္ေပၚလာေသာ ခံစားမႈ အပိုင္းအစ မ်ားးး

My words, from another dimension of my heart stay with me.

Carina DeLuca asks Maya Bishop important questions. F/F. Marina. Rated T. Fluff. Humor.

"Kacchan" es lo que sale de tu voca, y de pronto mis ojos arde, mis piernas flaquean,estas todo golpeado, ¿que clase de mounstro te hizo eso?... no tengo ni que pensar, pues se muy bien que fue él... me adentro en el armario y te abrazo... un abrazo tan fuerte, que pareciere que tratara de evitar que te desmorones... quiero protegerte.. llevarte lejos donde nadie pueda hacerte daño... pero falta tiempo para que pueda lograrlo... asi que, aun si es mucho pedir, porfavor resiste.. resiste un poco mas... prometo salvarte... yo sere tu heróe.

Its an attempt to show this world to you with my own poetic POV. It depicts various situations that we face in our daily life. I hope you'll love it and try to have a better and clearer view of this world. Also, will make your efforts to improve it.

a collection of written poems, thoughts, and stories by me, Nattasha.

Inside this book, is every poem I've written in the past year. Which people apparently love to read. Give it a try if you want, but this is how i survived most days and it means a lot to me. Inside you'll read poems I've shown to friends and poems I have only shown one other person. I'm putting my heart (literally. no seriously literally don't drop it now) in your hands.

Whoever said love was easy? Imagine that I tell you I love you. I smile at you, speak kindly .Understandably, you enjoy this, as we all would. Five minutes later, however, I rush into the room describing a mistake that has been made, and while shaking my finger in your face and scowling with rage I say, "Are you the one who did this?!" How loved do you feel now? That great feeling disappeared the moment I entered the room, didn't it? We've all experienced moments like this. For most of us, in fact, this has been a lifelong pattern. This kind of "love" is very disappointing and unfulfilling, because it vanishes when we make mistakes and when we fail to meet the expectations of those who "love" us. This kind of "love" is conditional. There's only one kind of love, however, that can fill us up, make us whole, and give us the happiness we all want: unconditional love or Real Love. It can never be defined nor explained . It is something to be felt within yourself . And It requires the right person to make you feel the real love . Let me tell you , not all love stories are real . The feel it gifts , the happiness it gifts , everything is different in the real form of love . Here is how

all he wanted to do was feel something. sequel to numb.