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Dear My Heart, I will never stop loving you not today, not tomorrow, not even in the quiet years when our paths no longer meet.

Rory and Daryl's relationship is built on tension and grudging respect. From the start, they clash-Rory's idealism as a doctor, her need to help and heal, constantly rubs against Daryl's hardened, survivalist attitude. He doesn't trust easily, especially not someone like her, who still believes in making the world a better place despite everything falling apart. "I don't need your help, Doc," Daryl growls after a particularly tense moment where Rory tries to tend to his wounds. But beneath their antagonism, there's something deeper. Despite his gruff exterior, Daryl can't deny that Rory has a stubborn, unwavering strength. She's the only one who still tries to save lives, and though he resists, he respects her for it. "You're gonna get yourself killed trying to fix everyone," Daryl says, his tone rough but tinged with concern, even if he won't admit it. "I'm not trying to fix everyone.Just... one person at a time," Rory replies, and for a brief moment, Daryl doesn't know how to respond. Their interactions are filled with a mix of sharp words and quiet moments of understanding. Rory doesn't know whether to admire Daryl's ability to survive or to wish he would open up. And Daryl? He can't decide if he's annoyed by her optimism or secretly grateful for it. Though they argue constantly, there's no denying the bond forming between them-built on mutual survival and an unspoken need for each other in a world that has stripped them of everything else. "Maybe one day you'll stop pushing me away," Rory says quietly, after another fight. Daryl just stares into the fire, silent for a long time before muttering, "Not today." And so, they continue-two people who hate and need each other in equal measure, caught somewhere between survival and something more. DISCLAIMER ⚠️ I DO NOT I REPEAT DO NOT OWN TWD AT ALL All the credits go to the lovely creators I only own Rory Davis who is a fictional character who doesn't even exist outside of this Book

Excerpt I Thought I'd Never Write - Letters to My Mother is a visual ballad of a collection of eight letters that pulse with love, grief, anger, and forgiveness. Released on my mother's birthday in honor of her life and legacy, it traces the jagged edges of childhood, the quiet echoes of absence, and the tender, messy ways a mother shapes a daughter's world. Each letter hums like a melody, moving from heartbreak to understanding, from shadows to silver-lined grace. This is a book for daughters who have carried silence like a second skin, for those who have traced the contours of absence and wondered if anyone noticed. It's a tribute to a mother's fierce, imperfect love, and a mirror for every woman learning to reconcile hurt with tenderness. Every page whispers: your story matters, your love matters, your voice is a song worth singing. Letters to Mom is lyrical, raw, and shimmering with the kind of honesty that makes hearts ache, shine, and remember: love, even in its most complicated form, leaves a trail of light.

Yoon Sora, a struggling cafe owner with a knack for getting into trouble, never expected her life to turn into an action-packed K-drama. But when she unknowingly witnesses a crime involving Seoul's most dangerous mafia group, she becomes their next target. To her shock, the person assigned to protect her is none other than Baek Jihoon-the arrogant, ridiculously handsome heir to a chaebol empire who has been trying (and failing) to escape his family's business. Forced into working as a bodyguard for "discipline," Jihoon is anything but pleased. Sora and Jihoon despise each other from the start-he finds her reckless, and she thinks he's a spoiled rich brat. But as the threats around them grow, so does their undeniable chemistry. Between mafia chases, family betrayals, and a whole lot of teasing, Sora and Jihoon must navigate the chaos while pretending they don't have feelings for each other.

bunch of poems and shit

so, basically it's a love story of AMAN and ROSHINI. it starts from when Aman ousted Roshini from junaid manzil because of aliya's masterplan. parveen (aman's mom) is still in coma. ROSHAN are seperated. LET'S SEE WHAT FATE HAS CHOOSEN FOR THEM.

Sometimes you don't need 400 pages to convey your feelings, 40 words are enough. I reflect on whatever I have been through and still struggle and pour it on the form of poetries.

illustrated poems

Bellwood Academy only accepts the best. The smartest. The cleanest records. The perfect ones. But when Aurelia Cross-top student, rule-breaker, and the wrong kind of curious-vanishes without a trace, the school says she transferred. There's blood in the bathroom. A cracked phone on the floor. And a hall full of students too scared to speak. Sophie Bellrose isn't one of them. She remembers everything Aurelia was digging into. The whispers about a secret group. The patterns hidden in prefect schedules. The student who went missing three years ago. Sophie was taught to stay quiet. Be polite. Be obedient. Be flawless. But perfect girls bleed too. And Sophie is about to tear Bellwood open from the inside. Some secrets don't stay buried. Some girls don't stay gone. And some rules were made to be broken.

the story is about a father how he fought against the world to save his babies

"Tum meri Jannat e Hayat ho Khadija Gul!" ~Humain Sikandar It's a fan-fiction story of Muhammad Humain Salar Sikandar & Khadija Gul Jihan Sikandar. Characters belongs to the respectful real writers of the characters. Muhammad Humain Sikandar (Umera Ahmed) & Khadija Gul Sikandar (Nemrah Ahmad) but story belongs to ous. (Wafa,Anisa and Amna.) Muhammad Humain Sikandar (Aab e Hayat) Khadija Gul Sikandar (Jannat K Pattay) Follow me on insta: @tozko_wafa ~Ranked 1st in #writersofinstagram on 9-06-2025~

Poems here based on life stages and the memories we created, the different experiences life throws on us and the feel of every stage of life❤️

Hi im yuki and im a i like writing poetry and i wanna be beautiful poet someday This Poem you about to read are very personal to be so i hope you have a great time reading this :)) most of the poem in this book are about my suffering and how i miss a great person

This poem is about my mental warfare with religion and the government/system

I have no desire to metastasize my sad vibes but this is something very close to my heart 🧡

Here I will be writing one shots inspired by real life incidents.

This is a true account of a personal experience. One that has literally shaped and defined my life during the last two decades and counting; the story of how I became a witch. A deep and objective insight into beliefs and practices from the Congo region perspective. I am hoping that a good amount of truth behind this widespread concept will be made accessible through my work. This book is in progress and a new part will be added every other week. In the meantime your support is very paramount. Please feel free to star this book, share it or leave your comments and questions. Any possible help to pave the way for the sound completion of this work will be greatly appreciated. For extra comments, suggestions or opinions, feel free to write to me on my email here below: kizaza[dot]music[at]gmail[dot]com Thank you, Author