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She was promised a crown... but love stole her heart. Ariella is the only child. The only heiress. The last hope of the kingdom of Ava. Raised to be perfect. Trained to be strong. Forced to become the queen her parents always wanted- even though they once wished she had been a boy. Her life was planned from the moment she was born. Until the day a single red letter arrived. A letter from another kingdom. From a servant named Alexander. She never meant to fall for him. But loving him could shatter alliances, and sentence one of them to death. Because their love is forbidden. And in Ava, forbidden love never survives. Some crowns demand sacrifice. Some hearts were never meant to break. Get ready to follow Ariella's story every Saturday evening, where love burns bright, tears fall harder, and not every story ends the way you hope... Are you ready to feel every heartbeat, every sigh, and every shattered dream? The journey begins soon.

I loved her in all the ways you're not supposed to love someone who isn't yours. This book is proof of that mistake. A collection of poems about longing, attachment, and the quiet humiliation of loving someone who never loved you back. It's about romanticizing pain, unlearning it, and still finding yourself writing about her anyway. If you've ever been too much for someone who was never enough for you-welcome home.

Not every wound bleeds. Some of them wake up with you every morning. Blooming Through the Ache is a collection of poems for those who learned how to survive before they ever learned how to live. These verses sit in the heaviness of ordinary days-the exhaustion that lingers after sleep, the dreams postponed by responsibility, the quiet ache of feeling detached from your own life. This book is not about healing overnight. It is about waking up anyway. About carrying pain without being consumed by it. About growing in places where light rarely reaches. Written for anyone who feels worn down, unseen, or stuck in a life that doesn't quite feel like theirs, these poems offer companionship rather than answers. A reminder that even in the deepest ache, something within you is still breathing, still resisting, still becoming. This is for the tired hearts. The silent fighters. The ones who blooms, even when it hurt.

What if you woke up with no memory but just a name? What if that name belonged to a dead man who left you a voicemail from beyond the grave? What if a scar on your palm opened doors to a magic library where memories are currency and you have to trade pieces of yourself just to learn who you used to be? What if everyone wants something from you, some to save you, some to erase you, some because they loved you in a life you can't remember? And what if the only person with all the answers is dead? Waiting for you to find him. This is Kang Yeorim's story. And it starts with a dead man's voice in her ear, "I loved you more than the sky loved the dawn." --- [A huge thank you to the artist for this stunning Taehyung painting used as my cover art. No copyright infringement intended, this is a non-profit fan work made with love. All credits to the actual artist.]

I couldn't belive when I found out magical creatures do exist, living in their own world and give essence to life. My mission is to save the creatures home and stop Mother Dragovna from using the amulet given to my mother as the guardian of the woods to destroy creatures and use their power for evil. Follow me as I uncover the blindfold which cover the woods

It started with an innocent crush in middle school - a boy in Class 7 who fell in love with a girl from Class 8. She had someone else in her heart, but he never gave up. When she said no, his world broke, yet his love never truly ended. Years later, new people entered his life - one girl who looked like his first love, friends who betrayed him, and moments that shaped him. Through heartbreak, manipulation, and pain, he learned one truth: love can burn, but ambition can heal. Now he's no longer the same boy. He's becoming a man who wants nothing but success - a millionaire who chooses peace over love, silence over drama, and strength over heartbreak. A story of first love, betrayal, ambition, and self-rebirth.

I gave flowers to see who would water them. This is not a collection. It is a realisation. Not because I was naïve. Not because I didn't understand how the world works. But because I wanted to believe that care could be mutual. These poems are for the ones who loved gently but never blindly. For those who offered warmth without being asked twice. For those who expected softness-and slowly learned who was capable of giving it. Between fragrance and silence, between hope and awareness, these pages hold the quiet shift from giving endlessly to choosing intentionally. There are flowers here. There is dignity. There is the ache of almost. And the strength of walking away without turning cold. Because sometimes the real heartbreak is not that love failed- but that you finally saw it clearly. And still chose to remain soft.

Collection of unspoken truths, moments, and thoughts that were never meant to be shared. These poems aren't refined or perfect, they're raw fragments of a heart trying to make sense of itself. Written in times when emotions were too heavy, these pieces are not for the sake of perfection, but for the release of feeling.

This is the History of everything, this GENESIS is a bold re‑imagining of our origins-where creation, myth, technology, and destiny collide. From the birth of the universe to the rise of humanity's first "machines," this sweeping narrative weaves ancient legends, lost civilizations, world empires, and future worlds into one unbroken thread of history.

Trapped in a cycle of memories. Lost in toxic air. Poem for suffering hearts. Feeling lost? Lonely? Misunderstood? Give this read a try. Dear readers, I thought my words will help you feel less lonely. I want to let these broken souls know that they aren't alone. I wish the best for everyone who feels like they can relate to my words. Sending everyone love and hugs!

Ever wonder if anyone else was as confused about life as you? Welcome to my collection of existential crises wrapped in 21 chapters of insights! In this collection of insightful reflections, I'll answer everything from 'What is success?' to 'How do I truly belong somewhere?' Perfect for anyone who's ever felt lost in the maze of life or just wants to feel better about their own existential crises. (P.S. The cover art is created by yours truly!)

The story of the shadows game is apparently so terrifying and soul-crushing, that the exact detail can't be given out. People have been disappearing from Twilight city and let's dive in as i tell you how it went, uncovering the person behind this mystery, missing bodies and blood shed, just to Unveil the blind fold. Finding out the psychopath who is causing all the chaos.

Do you have a quote from your story that you'd love to share with the world? You have come to the right place. Starting every Friday, we will publish one quote from your story. The quote can be a maximum of two lines and up to four lines for poetry. Read more to find out! Cover made by the wonderfully talented Deanna :)

She didn't ask to carry all this - but she does. This piece is for every girl who's ever felt too seen, too silenced, too heavy, too divine. For the soft-spoken storms, the quiet fighters, the ones still learning how to exist boldly in a world that asks too much and offers too little.

A compilation of the poetries and write ups I feel, vicariously perceive and pen :) None of my poems are co-authored and ALL RIGHTS RESERVED TO THIS ACCOUNT. #merlynnwrites

(A/n baby Hiatus while I focus on school, but I do plan on coming back soon. If I don't, attack me with comments for breaking my promise) "I'm fighting." She signed, determination clear in her eyes. He nodded, "We'll do it." "Hey! Are you crazy? Why would you do that? You don't owe him anything." Jisuk exclaimed, looking between Jiwoo and her. He had been so busy glaring at Jaehyuk that he had never seen her signing, foreshadowing Jiwoo's words. "I agree with what he said. Those two must have complaints." "I just never back down from a fight." the blue-haired girl signed, trying to lighten the mood. But she felt the same way as Jiwoo. She had only recently learned about this world, what right did she have to suddenly jump to the top? ---------------------- Remember people, who does the OCs of the story belong to? Me. Who does everyone else belong to? Son Je-Ho and ZHENA. What belongs to you? You tell me. Seriously, tell me. I have no idea. Maybe a pen? Nah, a pencil. Pens are too expensive. Why are you still here? Read the book already! Please? For me? *puppydog eyes*

Words to heal.

a poem I wrote about feelings of isolation idk lol

This poem is about what it feels like to be stuck somewhere in the middle, not broken, but not healed either. It explores the confusion of feeling everything all at once, and yet not fully understanding any of it. It's about asking yourself the same questions over and over, feeling disconnected from your own life, and trying to make sense of your emotions when they don't always make sense. Through quiet reflection and honest thoughts, it looks at the parts of us we don't always show, the memories that shaped us, the love we couldn't hold onto, and the longing to grow into someone we can finally understand.

The above text is a poem that uses the imagery of blooming cape leadworts to reflect on the fleeting nature of human life. I encourage the reader to embrace each moment and live life to the fullest rather than getting caught up in a constant chase for success and recognition. The poem's contemplative tone and message of finding meaning in the present moment may resonate with readers who are seeking to live a more mindful and fulfilling life. Danko means thank you.