Author's e-books - love. Page - 24
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In a realm of deities of terrifying faced shadows roaming. Four divided countries exist in the realm the first one is Dama the human side, Tesa the Angel side, Sud the wolf side, and Nilvay the land of the undead of vampires. Though humans believed that all the monsters were long gone from the war. But they couldn't be more wrong. On the day a woman who was claimed to be the Virgin Mary she gave birth with no man by her side. It was a miracle a baby girl born with white hair, red eyes, and
Erleteri, a master criminal and escape artist, has been running from home ever since he discovered a secret. On his way to India, Erleteri meets a girl that might change his life and flip it around. Or will she?
There are times that love is just ain't enough. No matter how you hold on... still, you'll end up letting go. Things doesn't always work on how you planned it to be. That's one hell of a proof how reality sucks.
raandom poems about love i wrote most of these but someof them came from the internet. i wrote these around valentines so i thought i would post them
We regret, repent and remorse only when we have lost exhaustively.
( s l o w l y e d i t i n g )
In a realm of deities of terrifying faced shadows roaming. Four divided countries exist in the realm the first one is Dama the human side, Tesa the Angel side, Sud the wolf side, and Nilvay the land of the undead of vampires. Though humans believed that all the monsters were long gone from the war. But they couldn't be more wrong. On the day a woman who was claimed to be the Virgin Mary she gave birth with no man by her side. It was a miracle a baby girl born with white hair, red eyes, and
Erleteri, a master criminal and escape artist, has been running from home ever since he discovered a secret. On his way to India, Erleteri meets a girl that might change his life and flip it around. Or will she?
There are times that love is just ain't enough. No matter how you hold on... still, you'll end up letting go. Things doesn't always work on how you planned it to be. That's one hell of a proof how reality sucks.
raandom poems about love i wrote most of these but someof them came from the internet. i wrote these around valentines so i thought i would post them
We regret, repent and remorse only when we have lost exhaustively.