《Poet In Paris》Prologue
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The rose flowers are all so beautiful, enchanting almost they call out to him. The poet. He adores anything celestial and flowers are nothing less than that. The ravishing radiance of each different flower, the petals and the blooming stems. Nature, it has a unique way of portraying beauty and that is exactly what calls out to him gets his mind rushing with a sumptuous amount of heart-racing ideas. The way he collects thoughts and words and pieces them together, looks so easy but it is a splendid talent.
He likes to keep to himself, very quiet and reserved though his mind is an expanding universe of chaotic but artistic words and purposes he enjoys staying inside in the warmth. His ideas flourish from almost anything stellar around him, the mere sight of a cup could enhance an idea floating around in his mind.
Feelings, he takes them very seriously at most the feelings might not be his but he observes and likes to use people around him. Facial expressions and body language says an awful lot about a way a person is feeling and he uses that to magnify the roaming thoughts in his mind.
He does not have many friends as he believes friendship is not what he needs. He is very passionate about his poetry, trying not to make big in the world but to let people know his words and his ideas, his skills and his enjoyment. He chose this because it is his passion and his life.
Love, he has never first handedly felt it for someone other than his family. He has never uttered the three words and eight letters to someone outside his family. He doesn't need love, he needs to see others love to write. He believes not everything in a poet's life has to be experienced first handedly. He is most capable of using his surroundings and the people to come up with a finished captivating piece of poetry able to reel all around him in.
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He lowers his viridescent green eyes and locks them on to the red petals of the roses.
He stands watching ahead with his emerald eyes fixated on the red rose his mind running with a magnificent amount of ideas all itching to be written down. The wind picking up it's pace blowing each petal he seems to be mesmerized by it all, the beauty of nature.
"Isn't it a bit too cold to be out right now?" A sweet melodic voice whispers barely audible but he catches it. Turning his head to the side, eyes land on an angel her hair so soft and her lips so kissable. Her body clad in a black dress, goosebumps from the harsh winds appearing on her soft skin.
"I could ask you the same thing." He retaliates in a hushed tone turning back around to face the roses. Silently she walks and stands beside him both eyes watching the rose petals move from the rushing winds, her hair flying in all directions.
Almost sneakily he turns his head slightly to the side, eyes landing upon her alluring beauty. His mind erupting in a million thoughts.
He's found his inspiration.
He's found his muse.
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Romeo, India’s: Where was his Juliet?
"Drops of rain running from your hair to your eyes to your lips and to your breasts. I am jealous of those raindrops.""I am giving you my word that you will be the princess of my heart, until my last breath. People may come and go in and out of heart, but only some leaves the footprints. Your footprints are spread all over my heart. The fragrance you left in my mind is something I will cherish forever. For now, you are the greatest thing I have achieved in this life. I love you, very much, more than you think. Now give me the promise that you won't forget me..."Print out emails were written from the years 1999 to 2000 by one side. Romantic stories connected with an India software engineer and the woman were known by Getfriends.com. What happened in between and where is/was the woman? How to pursuit a girl through emails? Did the long-distance love keep their romantic, fresh forever? At 23 years old Indian young man sent those sincere emails to show his love to a woman he loves, even though he knows their love is not allowed. Can we look for Juliet by email and find out where she is/was?
8 207Seashells
Iara was a simple, kind girl who lived in the woods with a crotchety old elf. She thought she would live out her days, practicing her craft and learning how to become the best witch she could be. Unfortunately she didn’t get to do that. The very night she turned twenty, her world ripped apart at the seams. She knew things would always change, even if you begged all the gods above to keep them the same. She never expected her life to go in the direction it did. Uncovering the mysteries of her long missing mother, falling in love with a prince, and breaking curses laid by the gods themselves were things she never anticipated. Her notes could not have prepared her for it. First book in series completed.
8 156London's Guard Is Falling Down
A tragedy happens in London King's family that leaves him parentless. Nevertheless, a close family friend named Ezra Haven, takes him in and lets London live with him and his family. Everything is fine, until London has to deal with Ezra's oldest daughter; Paris Haven. London is a pretty reserved, laid-back person. However, don't mistake his quietness for cowardliness. He'll defend himself and put someone in their place if need be. He's never had to deal with someone like Paris Haven, his small trouble, the first person who's ever been able to take him out of character. Also the first person he's ever taken down his wall for. Paris Haven has always had a reckless mouth. Sometimes she doesn't think about what she says before she says it. She's never had someone really check her until she meets London King - the attractive enigma sleeping in the room next to her's. Not knowing anything about London has Paris wondering who really is this discreet guy living in the same house as her.☽☽☽ "You want me to say I'm sorry or something? I'm sorry for ruining your beauty sleep." "You don't have to apologize. Just don't do it again." He walked out. "Yeah, okay, bye, London. Bye, bitch." I heard his footsteps coming back to my room. "Listen, stop calling me names as soon as I walk away." "I call everyone bitch," I lied. "I'm not everyone, so I expect you to call me by my given name. I don't care that you're disrespectful with everybody, you're not going be disrespectful with me." "Okay." "Okay," he concluded. I stuck my middle finger up when he turned his back.☽☽☽#1 in Black Fiction#2 in Contemporary Lit June 23#15 in BWBM May 4#12 in girlxboy May 7th#34 in boyxgirl April 29th#31 in Roommates April 26th#1 in Romance April 26th#2 in Love April 26th#13 in rich girl May 29th#15 in rich kids April 29th
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❝my darling angel, how you've grown❞ the teasings of an infatuated nymphet upon a man, too many years her elder
8 148Love Child
Eleanor never really stood a chance.Her mother was in love with a married man and a little bit crazy. And even though Eleanor's tired mother hated children, she was convinced that he would love her too if they just had a child together. That's how Eleanor was born. And when Eleanor didn't work, when he didn't leave his wife, she decided that one baby wasn't enough and so she had another. And that's how Casey was born. When she realized that having his children wasn't going to make him fall in love with her, she remembered just how badly she hated children. Eleanor and Casey were suddenly thrown aside by their broken-hearted mother; and then their father, being the married man that he was, completely denied their existence. Which left 8-year-old Eleanor and newborn baby Casey in foster care, hidden from the world like a blemish. As Eleanor gets older, she is forced to protect her brother from the cruel world that they live in. She doesn't want him to grow up like she did, feeling like a thrown away misfit. Eleanor learns that she needs to do whatever it takes to get her brother a better life. And that's when the trouble starts for her.By the time that Eleanor turns 22, she has been consumed by a world of lies, money, and sex. Convinced that doing the wrong thing is okay for the right reasons, Eleanor is used to living with two separate identities. When it all starts to catch up with her, Eleanor has to figure out how she is going to make it out of the mess that she's created. Poor girl. She never really stood a chance.
8 214I Accidentally Summoned a Demon
"I know you're a virgin but have you never been touched?" He asked, sliding his other hand down onto her leg. "What makes you say that?" Kat breathed, bracing her hands on the counter. "You react like someone who's never felt another's touch," Nex whispered, slipping his thumb under the band of her shorts. "So, have you not?" Kat opened her mouth to speak but stopped when his hand slid up from her leg, gliding up her stomach and stopping just below her breast. "Not even here?" He asked, following the curve of her breast with one finger, not touching, staying just below as he dragged it back and forth. "What about here?" He asked, sliding his hand down from her ribs to the bottom of her shorts then around to her butt, fingers nearly grazing it as he inched them up, under her pajamas. "I can say with certainty, never here," he said, lowering his other hand under the waistband of her shorts, touching the top of her underwear. "No, you've definitely never felt that before. I can hear your heart racing, I can feel your breathing, I can smell your body responding like it's never experienced these sensations before," he whispered, sliding a finger just underneath the band. "Should I answer its call?"#1 in demons on 6/15 -6/17/20! Again on 6/20 and 6/22-6/23!Sweet and innocent Katherine has a routine and is a little tightly wound. She was simply trying to rehearse lines for an audition. Next thing she knows, she's reading out loud her Latin lines and suddenly someone appears, claiming to be a demon she summoned to kill someone for her.Turns out demons can be hot. And he's getting pissed off she won't give him a name so he can kill and go home. The problem is, pissed off turns into something else and before he knows it, he wants to take away some of that innocence and loosen her up, or better yet, tie her up make her his.This is only available until Nov 1st, after that only on Patreon until published
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