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Love is an force 2 be reckoned with and just like water, it always finds away. Even the most cynical and sceptical person has been loved or is loved.

Three 100 words stories that have little to do with flowers. This is for Laz contest.

Leon has a dream come true. The girl of his dreams has finally come to his school, literally. He has been living his life horribly without her, and now she is finally here. But wait... something occurs once they get together something occurs. Is it destiny that they be together... or destiny that they be apart? Carlie has a challenge. They boy she was destined to be with is finally in her reach, and she is so relieved. But was it really destiny for them to be together? Once Carlie finds out

This is the first 2 chapters of my book Detora. I haven't completed it yet. But there will be 2 more books when i complete this one. Please enjoy and leave comments. Thanks.

Ever felt the warmth of being warm by a fire? ever been bundled up in blankets when it was raining or snowing? even if u have or havn't this book will bring back memories or want you to make new ones about winter!

It was then you made me hold out my hands. I straightened my fingers, but you said “No, that’s not right. Here. Let me show you what I mean...”

With a life lived sheltered from boys, it is not hard to figure why Kayla Washington is single. Being the good girl who doesn't get in trouble, plays sports and is musically talented causes rumors to circulate of her being friendly yet stuck up, of her thinking no one good enough for her to date and by her father's standards that is right. She has no pressing desire to have a boyfriend anyway....that is until a handsome new stranger or new to her anyways, comes into the picture. Kayla' s world

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This is my first ever poetry collection, inclusive of poems I haven’t yet released separately to Bookrix, so it probably won’t be as elaborate as some of my individual works, the little there is of those. It comprises six of my most strongly tied works. The first poem in this collection is “The Roaring Warden”, an early poem I wrote that revolves around a dysfunctional mother-daughter relationship. The second is “27th and Crimson Avenue”, a recent poem I wrote inspired by S.E. Hinton’s ‘The

ఆ సాయింత్రం ప్రతి ఒక్కరూ నవ్వులు కేరింతలతో గడిపారు. అంతా మితిమీరిన, హద్దులు దాటిన రీతిలో. నాకు గాలిలో ప్రాక్టికల్ జోక్ వాసన కనిపించింది.