Om and Veena were two individuals who were set on their own paths in life until destiny brought them together. They were a couple who were meant to be. Divided by families but united by their love for each other, these star-crossed lovers defied all odds to be with each other. A romance set in the yesteryears, this couple from Delhi shows what it means to be in love, and what it means to have eyes just for each other. Ratna, their daughter, takes you through the wonderful journey of how this couple came to be. She talks about her source of strength, her mother, and her mother’s fight against several illnesses with her wonderful husband by her side.
On a usual night out with her friends, Angelique's life changes forever. She falls in love with a vampire when he enters the bar capturing her attention along with all the other women in the bar but he choses her. After spending the whole night together, Christian offers her the chance of forever youth. Angelique accepts his proposal without hesitation. As the time passes by, Angelique learns about her new life. Her love for Christian intensifies each day, and she cannot imagine living without him. But unknown to both of them, Christian has a son, Michael, who is planning a way to kill his father. Living with the truth of having a vampire father brings nothing but unhappiness to Michael. When he finds Christian, Angelique is unable to stop him and she can only weep as she witnesses her most beloved burned to ashes. Follow Angelique and her journey with Christian and their eternal love. This is the first book of a trilogy. Look for Book Two coming soon!
I’m Lieshe St. James–quirky, curvy, and thirty. As the proud owner of Grimm, an oddities and curiosity store, strange and unusual is my nine-to-five. Off the clock, though–well, there is no such thing. As a result, the only men in my monotonous life are Van Helsing, the shop's skeleton mascot, and Lucifer, my hateful cat. What begins as a welcome change soon turns sinister when I am pursued by not just one, but two mysterious men. First, my new, but inexplicably familiar nameless neighbor, who is convinced I already belong to him. Then, the fiery and charming Luke Devlin, whose deviant French whispers ignite my hidden desires. As I am drawn deeper into their world of shadowy secrets, haunting dreams blur the lines between fantasy and reality until my life mirrors Grimm’s macabre essence. Do I submit to Luke’s beckoning darkness, find love in the enigmatic embrace of the familiar stranger, or be my own hero by staying true to myself? Love Eternal, book one of the Immortal Redemption series, is only the beginning of the longest love story ever told…
Fierce warrior and legendary lover, Rhage, a vampire cursed by the Scribe Virgin and owned by the dark side, finds salvation in Mary Luce, the innocent young beauty he has sworn to protect.
Residing in Brooksville, Florida with her husband and their adopted cat Patches. Shirley Marie, besides her writings, delves in colored pen and ink, pencils, and markers. She is entirely devoted to her writings and passes that time in solitude in her works, writing away in the quietness of night time, in her secluded room. Following is a background relevance of the writings, not from my hand, but in truth, flowing from the love of God, and, from his love, unto mine, it is with love it is given to you in return. Use it well with his heavenly blessings. One has to ¿Accent the positive, and, eliminate the negative,¿ as the song goes, and, I may add, to bring harmony into ones¿ life. One will find, the messages hidden in the concept of these precious and treasured writings, that reach out to the heart and soul, enlightening its spiritual journey here, in his love, light, and majestic sound, eliminating the source of ones negativity, bringing in a steady influx of goodness and wellness to the mind and body, and the quality of life itself. So, it was in all truths, the he intervened, on my behalf when calling out his name to him, that he set my heart and soul free from the battlefield with-in, awakening and renewing the spirit of my very heart and soul with the outpouring of his unconditional love for me. Whatever your circumstances are, may all wellness and goodness reach out to you in the writings and the messages in between. With deep reverence and love, the writings are dedicated to God in all his words, works, and deeds, and his enlightenment upon my soul. Therefore, in all fruitfulness, I surrender them unto you in your journey here in all blessings of wellness and all goodness enveloping your heart and soul unto its contents and the message they truly give. God speed and welcome home.
There are times when you feel like you don't exist, and then there are times when you wish you never existed. When you're down and out, you just wish if the story could end right away. Bad thoughts are just like cancer, they just grow on and on... In the middle of all this chaos and stagnant life, love can fill colours. But do we always give it a chance? Very often we make love stories which ends even before it could ever start. That's because we are just blank, any line in our book is a chapter. In the expectation less life, every acceptance is prayer which was never officially offered. Does it really matter? …started together but not ended together? Is the end always meant to be content? Why do people still remember Heer and Ranjha, Laila and Majnu, Romeo and Juliet? Considering the fact that they have gone long back? What is it that still keeps them spry? Why do people still put a name to them?
Come unto me, all ye that labour, and heavy-laden, and I will give you rest. Heir to the Kingdom of Heaven, rightfully and in the long run thine own, thy purity of mind and thy strong will shall carry thee safely on. Cease thy wanderings after the unreal, free thy mind from those baits which fetter thy Divine Self to finite things, shut thine ears to those siren voices which drag thy mind in a thousand and one directions, and thou shalt be one with Him. Do not question the existence of Life until thou art in the folds of thy Spirit. As gold is refined by fire, so suffering purifies. The sun withholds not his rays from the Holy Ganga, nor from the foul cesspool. Empty thyself, and I will fill thee. Silence is heaven’s own virtue. When the ocean, attracted by the hot sun, becomes transformed into humid atmosphere, it leaves its saltiness behind and sails to the skies in buoyant clouds. Shorn of thy earthly impediments, Oh Pilgrim, thy flight will be both easy and speedy. To think is to is to be. Attune thy thoughts with Nature’s Harmony. Thought is the father of deeds. By evil thoughts came the troubles of life. Yet with a single thought of the Highest their end is near at hand. Nature’s Loving Essence cannot be extinguished but only perverted. No man while pursuing his own way of life should wrong another. A fervent thought sent round for the well-being of humanity is worth more than all kingdoms. In justice, love, and harmony there is a real Life that knows no death; in injustice, hatred, and discord there is that which induces death in life. There is no sin greater than that of ill-will toward others, and no virtue higher than good-will toward all. Eternal Pilgrim is the Protean differentiation in Space and Time of the One Absolute Unknown and Unknowable.
