Did your eyes deceive you, or wasn't this book some sort of shop? You are correct, it was, although I gave it a makeover and turned it into my poetry book. I kept my poems hidden for too long, and too many midnight ideas struck my head, so I might as well share them. One tag. Mature. So if you found this book by chance alone, welcome to my secret corner.…
●COMING SOON● "Thought you were dead."I will my voice not to shake but she catches it. I know because she's quiet at the other end of our line. She'd never pause for a quick joke. "...Assholes couldn't stop me." Her usual deep voice turns inexplicably soft. "Besides, you would feel me haunting you if I was." "You do haunt me. In a sense."______________Different corners of the world. Different lives. Different decisions. Different pasts. No way Kai and Aída will ever meet, right? If they do, they will never create a bond, right? Even if they do, they will never be in love.Right? How could the past-life lovers ever remember?Perhaps competitive global heists, unexpected rivalries to friendships, and healings with utmost understanding will quake their worlds.☾✧⋄⋆⋅⋆⋄✧☽SEQUEL to Damnation Of Devotion ▪︎ Philia/Pragma/Eros & Storge ▪︎ Grumpy x Sunshine ▪︎ Interracial Couple ▪︎ Rivals to Friends to Lovers ▪︎✧✧✧WARNING: Explicit sexual content, death, mental illness, implied & attempted sexual assaults, miscarriage theme, harsh language, extreme violence, substance abuseCopyright © 2022 by L.I. Lost Yearn…
Several stings shoot all over my body. As if I'm waxing. What's happening?The hunter is... shrinking. "Ahem! As I was saying, you must be wondering why I gathered all of you here-"A high-pitched scream almost deafens my right ear. Oh. Heck. No. Far at the corner, the sweet, elderly woman keeps getting bigger. Her head hits the elevator ceiling and her body pushes people to the walls! The ladies scream more when their ears are growing pointed. A bang beside me and I whip around. The handsome man... His skin turns pitch black. His hair is turning silver. His fist clutches the collar of the shrinking man and holds him against the metal wall. "Why did you de-glamourise us!?" the fair-haired man scolds. His white baring teeth stand stark against the midnight face. "You'll get me attacked!"I huff, resigning to whatever asinine plan I'll be subjected to. I thought it was a rumour but I guess not. "You're not alone."He shoots a fiery glare at me, and then his look soon softens. I feel my horns pop up under my hair.____________________Natrith focuses on a few things in her quiet life in Kuala Lumpur. Eat well, glamour well, live on modern Earth with a good head on her shoulders, and stifle the infernal wrath. When she is dragged into a massive competition and further ostracised, the lineage in her blood tempts her. Lucky for her, she meets the carefree, daring Solraem, who shares the same sentiment about the difficulties of dark ancestry and lightens her up. But he has his own demon to deal with: drowning out his past indoctrinated moral code. Will they successfully keep each other in check during their adventure and let love bloom? Or fall into what their ancestors had always done and prove everyone else is right?The elevator meetings could help them both.☾✧⋄⋆⋅⋆⋄✧☽Current word count: 10 814Copyright © 2023 by L.I. Lost Yearn…
"I would've prayed for Them to go easy on you too."He moves and his eyes are on me, eyes where they are brimming with tears, but his soft smile confuses me. Gently caressing my temple, he gazes at me as if I'm the most delicate treasure. His lips kiss my fingers. "They did. A few years late but They did. Their mercy on me is you."______________While World War II is absorbed in its own devastation, a runaway slave stumbles upon a meadow. He is saved by a curious, lonely spirit and builds an affinity with her; but will he be her only salvation or eternal damnation? Either way, she can't let him go. And neither can he... as they're more similar than they thought. With unexpected gifts and losses coming their way, the starry-eyed lovers go on a journey for a sense of peace through a strange reality, a stark contrast to her own.The human world. Not an easy feat. Especially where ghosts and dreadful creatures are concerned.☾✧⋄⋆⋅⋆⋄✧☽Cover art by DuskBeetleThis story isn't drama-filled and hasty despite the dramatics and the hassles.▪︎ Ludus/Eros/Pragma & Philia ▪︎ Grumpy x Sunshine ▪︎ Interracial Couple ▪︎ 93k-98k words ▪︎WARNING: Death, war, and miscarriage themes, harsh language, mild violence, implied traffickingCopyright © 2021 by L.I. Lost Yearn ✧⋄⋆⋅⋆⋄✧🥇 The Hearts Awards 2022🥈 3x ▪︎ Those Romance Awards 2022 ▪︎ The Gemini Awards 2022 ▪︎ The Sapphire Awards 2023{𝔽𝕖𝕒𝕥𝕦𝕣𝕖𝕕} Paranormal Paramours 2023 ⋄ @Paranormal…
Welcome! To an archive of anecdotes, an inventory of ideas, a storage of sagas, and... bla bla blah. Here lies a collection of my short stories. Some are fictional, some are not. It's up to you to guess which is which.But I have to remind you. Truth is stranger than fiction.Sometimes.Let's fall into fables with me.Cover created by the great @justagaki☾✧⋄⋆⋅⋆⋄✧☽⋆Decay Limbo⋆ 🏅 Battle Twists 2023 ⋄ Esthetíque Community⋆Seven⋆ 🏅 October Challenge 2023 ⋄ Project Athena…
Then, he looks at me tensely, making me nervous. He's usually a laid-back man. His fingers tap two spots under my eyes. "Be careful about these."_______A seemingly average man from a small town accepts a job at sea. A job that requires a gift that he fears of and yet, is used to it. But this time, he gets more than he bargained for.☾✧⋄⋆⋅⋆⋄✧☽Honorably mentioned at Fairytale Contest in Tales Fiction.Copyright © 2022 by L.I. Lost Yearn…