One night, one kiss, one mystery to solve. Ten years later, there is still no answer. She looks harmless - is it the truth or a disguise? One interview, one question at a time. Will she find what she's looking for? Two cups of tea. Only one chance.
Lucy Blackwood is terrified. She grew up in a family that loathes vampires and learned to fear them. When she meets the bubbly girl Marley, her world turns upside down. But what if she finds out that Marley is the creature she is so afraid of? This story deals with your everyday girl who struggles with adolescence and the feelings she is experiencing for her best friend.
Some might call it poetry. Some might call it random words. Some might call it trash. Some might call it gold. Some might call it meaningless words. Some might call it a piece of art. I call it my thoughts. I call it my feelings. I call it the one thing that keeps me sane. This book is whatever you want it to be. It's your choice. Make of it what you will;
Poetry. We all know what poetry is, most of you think it ́s boring literature from a long time ago, but poetry is so much more. It ́s a way to express feelings, even for the quiet ones, for the ones who feel like the outcast, like the ones who feel misunderstood. It ́s a way to connect.
Higher Purpose is a reflective allegory that delves into the search for meaning within the structured life of a bee colony, mirroring our own quest for purpose in the human world. In a secluded world ruled by tradition and hierarchy, young bee Polly questions the unspoken laws governing her society. Higher Purpose offers a nuanced look at power dynamics, the importance of questioning, and the incredible potential of a single voice! This is a tale of heroes you have never noticed and courage that has never been acknowledged. This journey will challenge what you know about heroism, survival, and the intricate dance of nature. This is a story about how the survival of the many rests in the hands of the tiny and about all of us being part of something bigger. Polly's journey reflects the lives of countless others who feel small and insignificant yet yearn to find meaning beyond the repetitive cycles of life.
In a world where time has split into Before and After, the protagonist finds himself at the epicenter of an impending catastrophe. The city he loved and dedicated his entire life to is on the brink of destruction. In these final moments, before the sirens have even wailed, he already knows that the end is near. The feeling of cold, piercing to the bone, and the sounds of the city slowly dying gradually envelop his mind, extinguishing the last sparks of optimism. Sitting on a bench by the embankment, he writes his final thoughts in a notebook, understanding that his words may never be read. But in these lines, he tries to leave a mark, even if ephemeral, in this dying world. Time flows like sand through his fingers, and he feels a strange calm, accepting his fate. His writings are a cry of the soul, an attempt to capture the moments before the inevitable end.
Every beginning has an end. - As such, I dedicate this book to those that have been there before. Synopsis Eliana, Richard and Daniel wake up in a world similar but different from theirs. This was a fallen world that ran dormant with dangers of dungeons and deserts. The trio soon find themselves entangled in the mysteries and thrills of this world. As their adventure progresses and bonds grow, they unveil the truth about this world, its inhabitants and inevitably themselves. This is a story about encounters and partings. It's a small tale to be told for those looking for a place to stay.
Boston, USA. November 28th of 2019 Around 8 p.m., about 2 degrees Celsius outside and the City goes dark. A Library with a young librarian. A young man out-side on a cold winter night. A library the only place to warm up. A reunion after almost a decade. A whole night of nostalgia, witt and feelings. A dark night to remember.
Would I ever be the same person, after you left me fighting for myself? I guess not. Never would I've imagined, finding something so unique as our bound. Never in a million years. But that's the thing about healing. You grow - learning to live a life without that special person there for you. Celest: Some people say I'm a walking sunshine. Theodore says I should never change that about me. But how could I not, when he left me and took all of my happiness with him? I try to be that person for him. I really do. But the grief left me utterly alone in the dark. All the shimmers of hope are gone, but are they really? Sometimes we find hope in the strangest places, or even in a person, one would never thought of as the last shimmer of hope before.