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"Ky'mere Saint Woods has never known peace-just pain, betrayal, and survival. Raised in the shadows of the hood with blood on his hands and trauma on his back, he's built walls no one dares to climb"

On the first day of school, Aoi notices Ren too quickly. Not because of attraction. Not because of coincidence. Because something about him feels known. They share classes, small conversations, moments that feel rehearsed even when they are not. The closer they get, the more unsettling it becomes. Comfort arrives before trust. Concern arrives before attachment. In a place where memory should define connection, Aoi and Ren are left wondering why familiarity comes without a past. Some feelings do not ask permission. They simply return.

He didn't go missing. He stepped away. When Rohan disappears from an elite boarding school in the hills, the institution closes ranks. No questions. No blame. No story. But Siya can't accept the silence-especially when fragments of Rohan's thoughts begin surfacing in the wrong places. As pressure tightens and memories blur into longing, Siya is forced to confront a terrifying truth: some disappearances are deliberate-and loving someone doesn't mean being protected from their choices. The Quiet Vanishing is a slow-burn literary mystery about power, absence, and a love that leaves questions instead of answers.

Nysa lives in a world that is far too loud, even when it's silent. Her mind is a relentless machine of observation and empathy, dissecting the subtle shifts in a stranger's expression or the unspoken weight in a room until she is left exhausted by the data of human emotion. Rational to a fault, she understands the mechanics of her alienation, but logic provides little comfort for the isolation it creates. The only reprieve she finds is in the recurring architecture of her dreams. There, a man whose face feels like a forgotten melody offers her the one thing she cannot find in her waking life: a stillness that requires no explanation. He is her anchor in a sea of subconscious noise, a ghost she has come to love more than the living. Pushed to the brink by the sensory overload of her daily life, Nysa orchestrates a solo escape to heaven on earth. She seeks a void-a place where her mind can finally stop translating the world. But the solitude is short-lived. There she comes face-to-face with the impossible. Standing in front of her is the man from her dreams. He isn't a figment of her imagination or a symptom of her fatigue. He is real, he is flesh and blood, and for the first time in her life, Nysa's rational mind has no explanation for the truth standing right in front of her.

Nothing here asks to be understood, it's only exists as it is.

Their LOVE is QUIET - not the loud kind, but one that lingers in unspoken moments and longs stares. SHE lives in memories of her late long-term boyfriend/fiancé, while HE lives in the shadow of her grief - loving her anyway. When SHE decides to let him go, out of guilt, HE doesn't chase HER - not because he stopped loving her, but because he finally understood that love also means freeing her and himself. THEIR love story becomes about GRIEF, ACCEPTANCE, SELF-LOVE, and REDISCOVERING LOVE IN SILENCE - where letting go becomes the ultimate act of love. BUT in the end, they become each other's STRENGTH, at the same time, WEAKNESS.

He is thirty-two. A heartthrob superstar with millions of fans, a life lived under flashing cameras and endless applause. The world loves him loudly, endlessly-claiming every smile, every silence, every breath as its own. She is twenty. Escaped from a past that nearly erased her, she lives now as someone else-careful, guarded, learning how to breathe again. Survival taught her to stay invisible. Healing is teaching her how to exist. For seven years, she has loved him quietly. Not with hope. Not with expectation. But with devotion-steady, restrained, unspoken. Loving him was never meant to lead anywhere. It was simply something she carried. Their worlds are impossibly far apart. His thrives on visibility. Hers depends on staying unseen. They cannot collide. They should not fall in love. The age between them, the lives they live, the consequences of being seen together-everything stands against them. And yet, fate is relentless, pulling two fractured souls into the same fragile space, where longing lingers and restraint begins to crack. Some forms of love are forbidden because they are dangerous. Some are impossible because they arrive too early-or too late. And some exist only to prove that even the most broken light can still find its way home seeping through fractured souls. Splintered Light is a slow-burn, age-gap romance about devotion, survival, and two impossible worlds that were never meant to meet-until they did.

Fifty students. One killer. And a detective who can't trust anyone-not even himself. As the murderer grows bolder, Peep must uncover the truth behind the deaths, the strange rules, and the secrets hiding in building... before the next body drops. Can he do it, or will he be the next one discussed? ******* An ordinal work by yours truly: Peep Artwork design: Peep No copying, or any other production of this story is currently allowed. CURRENTLY WORKING ON STORY: If you all like this one, please hit me up and ask me to make book2! This concept was originally planned on Jan 11th, and its works began on the twelfth, with the first few chapters pulling out a few days later. Have a blessed day!

In a city where magic flows like code-compiled, structured, auditable-Vex has learned to survive by being useful. They cannot cast. Every spell crashes with a fatal error no diagnostic can explain. So they've become a translator, a compiler, making everyone else's magic work while their own refuses. When wild-code appears-magic that flows from intention rather than syntax, impossible to regulate or suppress-the Mage Council sees risk. Vex sees people whose magic works differently, not wrongly. People the system rejected first. Commissioned to help eliminate wild-code, Vex must choose between the safety of invisibility and the risk of being seen. Between a career built on working around their "limitation" and fighting to prove it was never a limitation at all. A novel about systems that claim to be neutral, magic that refuses to lie, and the cost of rewriting infrastructure when you can't stay invisible anymore. Updates Tuesdays, Thursdays, and Sundays!

What if love doesn't have to be passionate to be real? In this story, two young people, Matthew and Ella, meet in a silence that isn't empty. They create a relationship that requires nothing more than their presence. No grand gestures, only an invisible connection that resonates in the silence between them. This story asks: can love be full even when it doesn't follow expectations? Can a person be close to another without having to prove anything?

She had been trained to kill since she was a child. No choices. No feelings. Just orders. Life was simple for her: finish the mission and disappear. That was until she met him. He was a billionaire, quiet and distant, living only for his child. A single father trying his best, carrying loss behind calm eyes. He was her target... but he didn't feel like one. And then there was the child. Brave in the most fragile way, his quiet laughter made her rethink the choice. She had faced countless people before, but never this. Never innocence. She couldn't take that life-or break that small, trusting heart. So instead of ending them, she made a quiet promise. She would protect them. That decision changed everything. The assassin who had never known warmth began learning what it meant to stay, to care, to choose someone over a mission. And without realizing it, she was changing, they was changing her and she accepted that change.

Poems that come to me randomly when I am not writing stories

This book is a collection of the thoughts that drift through my mind and the emotions that echo in my heart. Each poem is a moment - sometimes quiet, sometimes loud - shaped by love, loss, hope, and everything in between. These words are pieces of me, written in the moments when silence spoke the loudest. If you've ever felt too much or nothing at all, maybe you'll find yourself in these pages.

Tales written for my readers and their endless support.

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Once, Aren lived by the sword. Every battle took something from him-his sleep, his smile, his reason to live. Tired of war, Aren abandons violence and walks into a quiet land known as Windland, a place ruled not by kings, but by seasons. There, he learns to farm, to listen to the wind, and to heal wounds that no medicine could touch. Through broken soil and slow days, he discovers that peace is harder than war-and far more meaningful. In Windland, Aren meets Lina, a woman whose strength lies not in weapons, but in patience. As crops grow, so does love-soft, hesitant, and real. Together, they face hunger, memories of bloodshed, and a world that still believes power comes from violence. This is not a story about conquest. It is a story about choosing not to fight. A chapter-by-chapter journey of farming, love, redemption, and quiet strength, Windland: Where the Soil Learns Peace explores what it truly means to be strong in a world that only respects war.

+++ This is a PREQUEL. It is not necessary that you read the original story "Jodee" first, but highly recommended+++ 5-year-old Jodee Chambers does not have a perfect life. Her parents aren't together, she doesn't live in a while picket fence neighborhood, and she never knows what the next day will bring. But Jodee is young and naive and always sees the glass half full. When that all changes, what is she going to do? Will these changes be for the better or worse? 16-year-old Ace Chambers has had it rough from the day he was born. His father is an abusive alcoholic and his mother only cares about when and how she will her next fix. He never got to have a true childhood; taking care of both of his parents and his little sister at a young age. Ace's only way of coping is making sure Jodee has a good role model and unfortunately, partying with his best friend also seems to help. But Ace is determined to turn his life around, for his sister and for himself. Will he be able to do it amongst all of the chaos? Caleb Warner has been an outsider from the very beginning. His mother wants him out of the house as soon as possible as he always seems to holds her accountable for everything that goes wrong in his life. His father abandoned him and his mother to start a new family with another women a leave his son behind. Through all of this Caleb has always put on a façade to show people he is just some funny, goofy, loving guy. But in reality, a little part of him breaks every day. Can Caleb finally find the family he's longed for, through his best friend, Ace? Will that be enough for him? Can they all get what they want and create a little family of their own? Read LOST to find out how Jodee's story started...

"You always look like you're about to disappear," Devin said, flashing that lazy grin everyone knew him for. Nyomi arched a brow. "And you always look like you've got something up your sleeve." "Usually do." His eyes lingered on her. "Not with you, though." That made her pause. "Why?" She asked Devin shrugged, casual as ever, but his voice dipped just a little. "Guess I'm trying to figure you out. I will eventually, I feel it." She studied him, searching for the joke-didn't find one. "You don't get tired of chasing the same thing?" "Not even close." He stepped nearer, hands in his pockets, like he wasn't already all in. "You don't look at me like everyone else does." Nyomi looked away first. "Maybe I just don't look." His smile softened. "Yeah," He murmered. "That's the problem..."

𝘈 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘦𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘣𝘪𝘵𝘴 𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘢𝘯 𝘢𝘤𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘳𝘦𝘧𝘶𝘴𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘥. ----------------------------- 𝘗𝘓𝘈𝘠𝘓𝘐𝘚𝘛- 𝘓𝘢 𝘱𝘦𝘵𝘪𝘵𝘦 𝘧𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘦 𝘥𝘦 𝘭𝘢 𝘮𝘦𝘳 - 𝘳𝘦𝘮𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘋𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘋𝘰𝘭𝘭 𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘪𝘰𝘯 - 𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘩𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘺

BOOK TWO OF HARRISON SERIES. Charlotte McGill is sublimely good with children. She totally adores Kathie, Marcus Harrison's one-year-old daughter. She wants to be a full-time nanny for Katie, but the only problem standing between Charlie and Kathie is Marcus. Marcus Harrison's wife died while giving birth to his daughter. Since then Kathie is his life. He never dates any woman. His life's only priority is his daughter. He has everything planned. He doesn't want any woman in his life. He is happy to be with his daughter only, in his self-made 'Paradise'. But his every plan falls apart when Charlie steps into his life and starts to take interest in him and his daughter and breaks all the barriers that he created.