Romance
New Girl: Chapter Twenty-Six
Lucita sat curled up in bed, waiting for the sun to rise. She hadn’t been able to sleep a wink the night before. Instead, she had stayed up all night reading and eventually finishing her book. The book had been so good, sending her mind on an adventure and making her heart race with anticipation, but the ending came, and it broke her heart.
By Cyn's Workshopabout a year ago in Chapters
Eclipsed Souls: A Tale of Twin Flames
A week later, Saliza stood at the entrance of her bookstore, gazing inside at the transformation that had taken place. She had reluctantly agreed to let Arnaz set up his café, and now the space buzzed with life. The cozy corners where regulars once sat reading in silence were now filled with chatter and the clink of coffee cups. Bright potted plants adorned the walls, and a rustic wooden sign hung above the counter, proudly proclaiming Pilot’s Café.
By Black Vanillaabout a year ago in Chapters
Eclipsed Souls: A Tale of Twin Flames
Days passed since their conversation about the café corner, but the tension lingered like a storm waiting to break. Saliza and Arnaz, while deeply connected, were drifting into different rhythms. Ever the restless Arnaz, Arnaz spent more time researching café trends, drawing up plans, and talking excitedly about the changes he envisioned. Meanwhile, Saliza became quieter, retreating into her familiar routine, uncertain of how to voice the unease that gnawed at her.
By Black Vanillaabout a year ago in Chapters
Eclipsed Souls: A Tale of Twin Flames
Arnaz was determined. After months of easing into a slower pace of life, he found joy in spending time at Saliza's quaint bookstore. The peaceful environment and endless shelves of books were a welcome contrast to his years of soaring through the skies, but his restless spirit needed something more. Saliza’s routine was comforting, but Arnaz craved change, variety, and the thrill of new ideas.
By Black Vanillaabout a year ago in Chapters
Eclipsed Souls: A Tale of Twin Flames
Saliza was a woman of routine. Every morning, she rose with the sun, brewed her favorite cup of coffee, and sat by the window of her small bookstore, watching the city slowly come to life. It was her sanctuary, a place of comfort and peace, filled with books that spoke to her soul.
By Black Vanillaabout a year ago in Chapters
The Unfathomable Dance of Existence
How unfathomable is the beauty of existence! Every roadblock, every rejection, every end and every not so plausible moment is the beginning of something new, some beautiful reality that can turn every bitter ounce of mortality into an insightful lesson learned,
By Hridya Sharmaabout a year ago in Chapters
The Promise of Forever
Emma's life was a canvas, each day a stroke of color on the vast expanse of her existence. She found solace in the bristles of her brushes, the palette of hues that spoke more than words ever could. Her art was her refuge, her silent confidant in the bustling city that never slept.
By Kenneth Atobrah - Kyerehabout a year ago in Chapters
Love in the Digital Age
Chapter 1: The Meet-Cute The city was alive with the hum of morning activity, a symphony of honking cars, murmuring crowds, and the occasional shrill whistle of a street vendor. Emma Parker, hunched over her laptop at a corner table of the bustling coffee shop, tapped away furiously at the keyboard. The aroma of freshly ground coffee beans filled the air, mingling with the faint scent of pastries from the counter. Her fingers danced across the keys, lost in the rhythm of code and caffeine.
By Precious Ezeabout a year ago in Chapters
