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White Hawk is getting worse, and he knows there is something wrong now, before he didn't thing anything of it, and didn't tell anybody he was seeing something that nobody else could see. The shadow figure is coming in clearly now, and making words, it destroys a friendship, and nearly destroys himself and his family unitl White Hawk got help in time before it worsened.
“Why you nurses do always wink?”
“Aptavani 2” is the second in a series of spiritual books titled “Aptavani”. In this series, Gnani Purush (embodiment of Self knowledge) Dada Bhagwan addresses age-old unanswered questions of spiritual seekers.
JustTheWriter-Poems from the Heart, features an array of poetic compositions which chronicle love,life, and much more. Inspired by beautiful people places and things, Poems from the Heart is a collection that reflects both the author's appreciation for the simple beauties in life and its bittersweet complexes.
This is a sweet little tale. It's nice someone is writing a genuinely heart-warming story, as sometimes, that is exactly what children need.-A review from Lisa C. Hinsley, writer of horror and mystery novels.
This book is about guineapigs. It excludes
“We only need to find five more killer rabbits before we complete the quest,” I told my sister, Lindsay. “How many more quest do we need to finish to rank up?” She asks me. “Uh, two more. How about this, if we rank up then we can go get ice cream as a reward.” I tell her. “Yay!” She shouts. I pat her head. “I’m not a little kid anymore. We’re the same age.” She says with a pout. “We may be the same age, but I'm taller.” I joked. She starts swinging, but I easily defend myself from her attacks.
“If you gaze long enough into an abyss, the abyss will gaze back into you”- Friedrich Nietzsche
After defeating a vampire, the intense, ruthless Hunter Jelcine as she heads home for a debriefing she comes across as a strange little girl...
A man who wants his freedom. He lost his family in the nuclear war and waits for his freedom, each and every day, writing in the diary, which is his last friend. *The book cover was not created or edited by me in any form and/or way. I own only the text.*