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Assalamu aleikum everyone. I rarely post any messages here but today is a special day, one of my favorite authors birthday. One amazing human, through Allah's will I decided to give her book a chance one day and by doing this we got to be the closest of friends. I just adore her soo much. So y'all go send her birthday wishes and smiles. And check her book it’s amazing just like her. Happy birthday @DreamsduaNdestiny lots of love on your day hun xx❤️ PS. Z You know how dramatic I am at this point PSS. Again don’t forget to give her book a chance. Trust me you won't regret any single minute of reading it, and if u think you did which u won't anyways, you can just hunt me down wherever I am.
❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️your most welcome
@xxniftykayxx thank you very muchhhhhhhh <3 ♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️
That's you omg I have visited your profile twice!!
https://www.wattpad.com/story/328109349?utm_source=android&utm_medium=link&utm_content=story_info&wp_page=story_details_button&wp_uname=Elladevis_22&wp_originator=DJW0%2BlIYr7R%2Bevn6KTkz0iyL6z9E9TMmmmMImc1kl%2BU7t2BaW6VAFPd5KJgFPh5R%2FusxLPq4qc%2BM%2FL%2FaWVk905OGMfvmgWnMFFAvQAvm%2FFKBgiQ9ovFhekqjFKOv93Gg Hello If time permits please give a chance to my friend's first book. Would mean a lot. Thank you
a small token of kindness [ 20th february 2023 ] blistering hope and disrupted forces, stomach of dirt and howling cresses; scraping blossoms and sunken springs. hollowed harvests, assaulted reaps; jeopardised desires and slivering skies. mismatched woods and stolen petals; metaphorical gentleness and articulated coherence. dripping hearts, compendium ashes; ornate gale, weathered pages. vintage eyes and handwritten libraries, fictional moon and escaped fantasies. inspiring nostalgia, doubtful guqin; poisonous inquiry, burial of heaven. vulnerability guarded, vindictive portraits; a monster of human needs, a devil of emotions. brush-wood sprains and sinister autumns; stubborn walls and bittersweet burns. fluid memories, flamed nerves; familiar souvenirs, a winter fued. a sadness of sharpness, bitter home in throat; caress the storms just as sadness has caressed tired norms. #adropofhumanity
My apologies for sliding into your Conversations board uninvited. I just wanted to grab your attention to my stories. There is an arranged marriage story, a teen romance, a young adult, and some mafia stories. Once again, I'm sorry for intruding. Have a nice day ahead!!! https://www.wattpad.com/story/239672415-mafia-miss-honey
a small token of kindness [ 28th january 2023 ] heart that loves waters of wrinkles, a grave that loves a man of death and bones; years of cold and hours of a backyard mirrors. floods of decades, hormones of violence; peace of unfamiliarity, an autumn of heart ache. a jam of blue as a fight of love, a poet centuries old lurking in the present; lemons and neighbours, peaches and lungs. sins sacred before mercy, broken palms and roads of birth; sunset embroidered with veins, years fossilised with ricochet pain. frosted letters, casual accents; love of bruised knuckles, a sip of sacred venoms. fingers of declaration, windshield dust; a lump of liability, a suffocated drink of laughter. an island where a soul sinks, oceans where the bodies bath; a thread of silk that cuts like glass. evaporated pressure, fiery torrents; soul frozen and waltz of wakefulness. meadow of dawn, a canopy of a pleaide; frothing yearns and rippling reasons. death so close, yet addressed as cold; not every flower can be sweet, not every good heart can have enough honey. #adropofhumanity
a small token of kindness ( 21st january 2023 ) bruised october, champagne bread; weeping permissions and tightened braids. a mother of brass, windows of pages; ebbs of midnight, divided miseries. copper sprain, malachite oxygen; birds of meetings, broken silences. venn of the woods, the wind and the windpipe; foreign vowels, submerged wrinkles. wet crayons, scents of blue; crisp metaphors and pigeon hues. palms of desserts, midnight sober; fire that slips, a womb of sonnets. lemonade poems, an annihilating waist; casual grave, a whisper of conclusions. a poet of confessions, a sky of sin; sacred rain, storm antique. blurry opals and cigarette soliloquies; swaying septum and a bouquet of tattood ribs. spine of butter, vinegar patio; breastbone shelter, cronus love. white doorstep, a welcome ghost; trees forget leaves, winter shrinks bones. #adropofhumanity
Hey! I'll be really grateful if you would check out my books. The titles are The concept are really different not typical My Saviour Tattoo Artist The New Girl Hope you have a nice day The concept are really different not typical
Hi!!!! This is so random, but OMMGGG!!! Nasir Ghameq!!!! You're read We hunt the flame too??? I absolutely loveee that book, but nobody around me has the patience to read Hafsah Faizal's intricate writing T-T
If you haven’t read the sec book you can find it on OceanOfPdf
Yess I did read the sequel too. We Free The Stars. I didn’t want to buy the books first coz it’s easier for me to read ebooks than physical books so I downloaded both of them on Zlibrary . Then bought the books after reading. It’s sad that the website is gone. Nasir is my Favorite!!! So is Altair! But I just love all of them!! The whole group!
@xniftykayx SAMMEEE!!! Alair is... ugh, there are no words to describe him!!!!! Altair and Nasir are my dream guyssss!!!!!!!!! Have you read the sequel as well? Or only the first book? And who is your favourite character
a small token of kindness (15th january 2023) late afternoon intoxications, silver bruises of the lake; half alive lilies and coquelicot verses. swimming decembers and stiff legged waters, crimson sounds and rain of sunflowers. sleep a candle, a shiver of cold winter; a demon merely sleeps to haunt an angel. bellies of ocean, onomatopoeia based; bread like canine, haunting kestrel. spirits of terracottas, moulded with eruptions; lune of earth, scabbed with praise. residue of potency, river rock artichokes; penalty like quartz, merciless joy. words of water, rituals of heart; primrose like feet, convenants of coneflower. woman of sandalwood, blood thinner than fluid; cushion and confusion an imploding reflections. banishing whispers, solitary shrouds; beaded intonations, burdened sabbath. exigent rule of rhythm, an autumn womb; ancient pupils, latticed spirit. camellia hair, noor of protection; cardamom poems, smile of earth. sweet blues, a grapefruit toppled; strangers known, friends estranged. poised separation, a moon of a thousand partings; a twilight of veiling curls, afternoon crescent. confessions tasteless, dawn like wine; passing heavens, inwoven visage. some spines unending, nay, starless and bitter like tender hope. the sky cries, the earth is blinded by its tears; when one cries the other hears. #adropofhumanity