A series of five bedtime stories set in a cold winter time. A bit of realism,a bit of magic, created for young children and readers.

Hi! I just felt like writing these. These are not ordered like a story. Each poem carries a different story. Some might seem to relate. This is just a random assortment of my poems. Whenever I get a new idea I'll keep writing it. If you like these then do comment your feedback.

After reconciling with one another, Kota Mizushiro and Akiko Chisai are back again. With getting to know one another again, will they ever stay strong with each other?

It's been six months, six months since her brother disappeared, never to be seen again. Seventeen-year old, Emery Kane still lives in the shadows of that tragic night, still hidden away from the truth of her small innocent town.

Until one night, when she is sent a cryptic message stating that her brother going missing was never an accident. So Emery dives into a new world of lies, betrayal, dangerous alliances, and the war between love and reasoning.

Now haunted by guilt, she has to learn to swim through the misty waters of her past, run from the ghosts within her mind. And to decide how far she's willing to go, and how far she's willing to become. In the aftermath of a burning secret that won't only change her, but everything she was once taught to believe.

Alanna tinha apenas 21 anos, mas sua alma já carregava marcas que pareciam ter décadas. Mãe de duas meninas — Rafaela, de 5 anos, e Rannyelly, de 2 — ela sorria para elas como se a dor não morasse em casa.

Por fora, sua vida parecia comum. Por dentro, era um grito silencioso. Casada com Enzo, de 23 anos, o homem que um dia prometeu amor... mas que agora deixava hematomas não só na pele, mas no coração.

Ninguém via. Ninguém sabia. Mas Alanna sabia que, cedo ou tarde, algo teria que mudar. Por ela. Pelas filhas. Pela chance de recomeçar.

Angela Carter recently published a bestseller, “The Dragon’s Heart”. Many people love her book and many people have read it. But one day something…. unexpected happens… A character from her book shows up begging for her help. What can Angela do? Perhaps with the help of magic from within her book she can live out her own story......

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Angel is a beautiful 10 year old girl who's been trafficked for as long as she can remember. Suddenly a police officer comes and she meets her Sister and Father and apparently...4 older brothers. Angel knows nothing about the outside world and is way behind with understanding the things around her. Can her family help her navigate her trauma and fear? Or will she always be afraid and keep everything bottled up?

Guys, I really don't like this title. If you have any suggestions let me know pls 😜

THE WALL OF CARDSis a coming-of-age tale set in the heart of Kisumu, where the weathered stone wall separating Kisumu Girls’ and Kisumu Boys’ High Schools becomes both a literal and symbolic barrier. Through secret notes, hidden messages, and quiet acts of rebellion, students on both sides navigate friendship, longing, and the mysteries that bridge their divided worlds.This story was born from the author’s own memories as a former student of Kisumu Boys’ High School, a place where invisible and visible walls shaped daily life and friendships. Eddie Edwin Otieno found himself reliving these stories in a new light during the Gen Z uprising of June 25, 2024, when Kenyan youths rose up across the nation to protest poor governance, ultimately forcing President Ruto to withdraw the controversial Finance Bill 2024.​​​​​​​Inspired by the courage, unity, and hope of a new generation, Eddie weaves together personal nostalgia and the spirit of youthful resistance, creating a narrative that speaks to anyone who has ever searched for connection and meaning in the spaces between us.

This is a short story about a teen girl who had lost her mother a few years back and this story focuses on how she grieves emotionally after losing the one thing that reminded of her mother “the locket”

Just pls read it, I'm bad at this