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Happy Valentine’s Day, my dear readers.
          
          Whether you’re spending today with a partner, a crush, friends, family, or simply curled up with a good story and your own thoughts—know that your heart is valid, your feelings are enough, and your existence is worth celebrating.
          
          Love isn’t only found in roses or dates. Sometimes it lives in quiet moments, in healing, in choosing yourself, in stories that make you feel seen. And if you’re waiting for love, remember—there is nothing wrong with you. Love has its own timing, and you are not late.
          
          Thank you for being here, for reading, for feeling deeply, and for sharing this space with me. May today be soft to you, gentle to your heart, and filled with warmth in whatever form you need most.
          
          With love, always <3

Happy New Year! I hope 2026 started kindly for all of you and that your first day of the year was fun and meaningful.
          
          Hi everyone, how are you? It’s been a long time, hasn’t it? I hope you’re all still here. I’m really sorry for making you wait so long without any updates.
          
          It’s been two months since my last update, but please don’t worry—I won’t abandon my stories. They are my treasure, and I hold them very close to my heart.
          
          I wanted to apologize for disappearing without explaining. And I owe you all an explanation why I was M.I.A. Over the past few months, I was struggling with personal problems and I was feeling depressed, and it started to take a toll on me. So, I needed to step away for a while and let myself breathe.
          
          Writing has always been my escape, but at that time my thoughts were too messy—filled with doubts and intrusive feelings—and I couldn’t write properly. So I did what I felt was best for me: I stepped away from social media and took a quiet, peaceful break to heal.
          
          Now I’m back, feeling clearer and more at peace. I’ll be updating again soon. I’ve been rewriting the upcoming chapters because I realized I wrote them when I wasn’t in the right headspace (T.T), and I want to give you something better—something I can truly be proud of.
          
          Thank you so much for your patience, your support, and for staying. It truly means more to me than I can put into words. I’m deeply grateful for all of you, and I hope you’ll continue this journey with me.

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          Hello! I’m just trying to spread the word of the contest that we are hosting for winter! I was hoping that you or someone you know might be interested in joining us! It is totally fine if not and don’t feel at all pressured to do so I’m just trying to get the news out there! 
          
          I really hope this message doesn’t bother you and I hope you have a night day/night! :) 
          
          -Liz X 

You're late again, is everything alright?

Hiii I just started reading Blood Moon Bound yesterday and am already caught up lol. Such a good story and concept so far!! Im literally so obsessed and  looking forward to the next chapters!  hope you’re having a great week so far ! :)

Does the novel include men’s pregnancy (Mpreg)

Hi dear I love your story the love beyond sight❤️ it's so good and very great. Thank for writing that.. will wait for another chapter.. tysm❤️

@moonsafurr ✨️❣️

I’m opening up about this topic because something happened in our country that brought this conversation back into the spotlight — a reminder of how deeply mental health affects so many of us. Everyone has their own take on this illness, but it’s heartbreaking to see how misunderstood it still is.
          
          Some people treat it like a weakness, others dismiss it as “just overthinking,” while some believe faith alone should fix it. But mental health isn’t something you can just snap out of or pray away. It’s real, it’s painful, and it deserves the same understanding and care as any other illness.
          
          Please, be gentle with yourself. Healing takes time. You don’t have to have everything figured out right now. Learn to love yourself even on the days you don’t feel strong — especially on those days. You’re still worthy of love, patience, and kindness, even when your mind tries to convince you otherwise.
          
          Loving yourself isn’t selfish; it’s survival. It’s choosing to show up for yourself again and again, no matter how many times life knocks you down. You’re doing your best — and that’s enough.

Hey everyone,
          I just wanted to take a moment to check in and say — I hope you’re all doing okay. Really.
          
          Life’s been moving so fast lately, and with everything that’s been happening, it’s reminded me how fragile and unpredictable life can be.
          
          Please, take a moment for yourselves. Breathe. Rest. Hug the people you love a little tighter. And if things have felt heavy lately, I want you to know that you’re not alone. It’s okay to slow down. It’s okay to cry. It’s okay to ask for help.
          
          We don’t always know what others are going through, so let’s try to be kinder — to others, but also to ourselves.
          
          Because here’s the truth: people talk like they know what it’s like to fight your own mind. They don’t. They think because it’s “in your head,” it’s not real — that you can just control it if you really wanted to. But they don’t know how dark the mind can get, how it can drag you to places you never wanted to go.
          
          Then come the words —
          “You’re not praying enough.”
          “You lost your faith.”
          “Why didn’t you tell someone?”
          
          As if praying fixes the noise.
          As if faith alone stops the pain.
          As if opening up is easy when every time someone does, they’re told, “Don’t overthink,” or “Others have it worse.”
          
          Some people stay quiet not because they don’t want help, but because they’re tired of being dismissed. Tired of hearing that it’s nothing — that it’s all in their head. Faith doesn’t vanish, but even faith can feel small when you’re drained, when you’ve been fighting for so long and no one seems to understand.