<?xml version="1.0" encoding="UTF-8"?><rss version="2.0" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/">  <channel>    <title>Wattpad - by Bryanahcpps    </title>    <link>https://yamur.dijitalkalp.com?mode=1&amp;language=1&amp;lim=&amp;search=&amp;utm_source=rss    </link>    <description>Wattpad - Discover a World of Unlimited Stories</description>    <image>      <title>Wattpad - by Bryanahcpps      </title>      <url>https://static.yamur.dijitalkalp.com/be/image/logo.gif?v=1775845463</url>      <link>https://yamur.dijitalkalp.com?mode=1&amp;language=1&amp;lim=&amp;search=&amp;utm_source=rss      </link>    </image><item><title>Monster Song</title><link>https://yamur.dijitalkalp.com/277494058-monster-song-prolouge?utm_source=rss</link><description>&lt;b&gt;Bryanahcpps / 1 page&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Bells never really knew what was what, how to handle things or how to make friends. She&apos;s always been that one awkward kid no one wants to go near. She always sits alone in school and has no friends. She doesn&apos;t really see the need for them anyway...</description><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Bells never really knew what was what, how to handle things or how to make friends. She&apos;s always been that one awkward kid no one wants to go near. She always sits alone in school and has no friends. She doesn&apos;t really see the need for them anyway, since it&apos;s just drama. But it does hurt to know that no one knows that she exists and that if someday she were to just disappear, no one would notice. She has something called autism, which is not a disease, yet has no cure. Her life is full of loneliness, confusion and agonizing pain because of this. Yet, she sings her song.

All she really wants is to be understood.

          She&apos;s never really fit in and she&apos;s always struggled with how to show her emotions and she has horrible social skills. She has a getaway place, a forest. No one&apos;s ever bothered her there until.. she finally made some friends, that she takes there but soon she finds out the whole thing was just a scheme, pity friends. Life at home isn&apos;t any better. She&apos;s constantly yelled at, for in her opinion, doing nothing. All of this makes her feel like a monster. A monster no one wants to deal with, no one believes in.. something everyone fears. Getting tiredsome of the loneliness she runs away to her forest and stumbles upon a majestic brown and tan male wolf, whom she sings for. Thinking she wants it, the wolf turns her into a beautiful white wolf so she can come live with him. To be happy. To belong somewhere. To be whole. So she does, she soon realizes that her new mate is the alpha of a pack, a pack full of disabled wolves. Special wolves. Like her. She befriends Misha, Huu, Lihnar, Kija and Rashak. She finally finds a place where she belongs, where she can be happy.. where she can be her. Until..

Bells tells her story of love, rejection, loss and faith in the most tear jerking way possible.</p><a href='https://yamur.dijitalkalp.com/277494058-monster-song-prolouge?utm_source=rss'>Start Reading</a><figure><img src="https://img.yamur.dijitalkalp.com/cover/76801853-256-k247145.jpg" width="256" height="400" /><figcaption>Monster Song</figcaption></figure>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title>The Light Bearer</title><link>https://yamur.dijitalkalp.com/191120701-the-light-bearer-prolouge?utm_source=rss</link><description>&lt;b&gt;Bryanahcpps / 8 pages&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br/&gt;In the not so distant future, the planet has suffered a 100 year famine. Extinction is irreversible.  Some travel far and wide in search of food and resources. Others hold on to superstition and folklore. Legend says that light itself will bestow ...</description><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>In the not so distant future, the planet has suffered a 100 year famine. Extinction is irreversible.  Some travel far and wide in search of food and resources. Others hold on to superstition and folklore. Legend says that light itself will bestow its mark on someone or something it chooses. The one who bears this symbol will bring life back to the land, waters and fields. This light bearer will become a beacon of change to the masses.

PLEASE READ:
*Lux-Mae&apos;s death is very important to the story.*</p><a href='https://yamur.dijitalkalp.com/191120701-the-light-bearer-prolouge?utm_source=rss'>Start Reading</a><figure><img src="https://img.yamur.dijitalkalp.com/cover/55830152-256-k51560.jpg" width="256" height="400" /><figcaption>The Light Bearer</figcaption></figure>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title>Xylø</title><link>https://yamur.dijitalkalp.com/178394855-xyl%C3%B8-prolouge?utm_source=rss</link><description>&lt;b&gt;Bryanahcpps / 1 page&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Xylø is a Ördög&apos;s daughter. A demon. She feels like her path&apos;s already chosen and she can&apos;t change it
because that&apos;s basically the case. Her father wants her to be just like him. Evil and cold-hearted. But she doesn&apos;t want to be that way, even if ...</description><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Xylø is a Ördög&apos;s daughter. A demon. She feels like her path&apos;s already chosen and she can&apos;t change it
because that&apos;s basically the case. Her father wants her to be just like him. Evil and cold-hearted. But she doesn&apos;t want to be that way, even if she is a demon. She wants to be who she really is. She doesn&apos;t want to be feared like the rest. She wants to be loved and different, which only leads her to death threats and hate from other demons. Meanwhile an alp in disguise as a human is struggling with the same thing because he didn&apos;t know he was an alp. He doesn&apos;t know who he is. Join Xylø and the alp in their journey of finding each other.

A story of friendship that leads elsewhere.</p><a href='https://yamur.dijitalkalp.com/178394855-xyl%C3%B8-prolouge?utm_source=rss'>Start Reading</a><figure><img src="https://img.yamur.dijitalkalp.com/cover/52696100-256-k724764.jpg" width="256" height="400" /><figcaption>Xylø</figcaption></figure>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title>The Light of Love (Romance)</title><link>https://yamur.dijitalkalp.com/157559391-the-light-of-love-romance-characters?utm_source=rss</link><description>&lt;b&gt;Bryanahcpps / 4 pages&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br/&gt;In a city called Akrham full of hatred lives Rosalyn, a young, beautiful, joyful, teenage werewolf that believes in love. Even though her abusive parents who follow Satan, like everyone else in the horrid city, abuse her, she still chooses to foll...</description><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>In a city called Akrham full of hatred lives Rosalyn, a young, beautiful, joyful, teenage werewolf that believes in love. Even though her abusive parents who follow Satan, like everyone else in the horrid city, abuse her, she still chooses to follow her heart. The only person who accepts her for who she is, is her grandmother, old and kind, no one&apos;s allowed to hurt her or Rosalyn when she&apos;s with her. Light needs to be brought back into the city and Rosalyn knows. She&apos;s been getting weird dreams lately and when she finally figures out what they mean, she struggles to find the light. But through love, death, courage, hope, sadness and joy she brings the light back to the city with the help of someone she meets along the way..</p><a href='https://yamur.dijitalkalp.com/157559391-the-light-of-love-romance-characters?utm_source=rss'>Start Reading</a><figure><img src="https://img.yamur.dijitalkalp.com/cover/47149184-256-k415108.jpg" width="256" height="400" /><figcaption>The Light of Love (Romance)</figcaption></figure>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title>Because Cheryl Heio Died</title><link>https://yamur.dijitalkalp.com/96672582-because-cheryl-heio-died-ceeci-washburn?utm_source=rss</link><description>&lt;b&gt;Bryanahcpps / 2 pages&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Cheryl Heio was a beautiful girl. 
My best friend.
Adored by many.
She always smiled.
She was never sad.
She was healthy.
Her hair was long, blonde, and curly.
She was perfect.

Until Cancer hit her unexpectedly.
It shocked everyone since she used...</description><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Cheryl Heio was a beautiful girl. 
My best friend.
Adored by many.
She always smiled.
She was never sad.
She was healthy.
Her hair was long, blonde, and curly.
She was perfect.

Until Cancer hit her unexpectedly.
It shocked everyone since she used to be so healthy.
And because she was young.

No one thought she was going to die.
Not even me.
We all thought she was strong enough.
We all thought she was going to win.

But soon thoughts turn to wants.
When the shocking news hit my school.

What did the principal say that very day?
That one thing I&apos;ll never forget?
&quot;Because Cheryl Heio died.&quot;</p><a href='https://yamur.dijitalkalp.com/96672582-because-cheryl-heio-died-ceeci-washburn?utm_source=rss'>Start Reading</a><figure><img src="https://img.yamur.dijitalkalp.com/cover/30950154-256-k617775.jpg" width="256" height="400" /><figcaption>Because Cheryl Heio Died</figcaption></figure>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title>Nightmares Are Dreams Too</title><link>https://yamur.dijitalkalp.com/71907957-nightmares-are-dreams-too-prolouge?utm_source=rss</link><description>&lt;b&gt;Bryanahcpps / 10 pages&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I never knew what it was like to see someone close to you die right in front of you.
Or what it&apos;s like to be saved by a hot teenage boy who&apos;s also a polar bear.
Or loved by one.
I never knew what it was like to start life over and make your first ...</description><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I never knew what it was like to see someone close to you die right in front of you.
Or what it&apos;s like to be saved by a hot teenage boy who&apos;s also a polar bear.
Or loved by one.
I never knew what it was like to start life over and make your first journey revenge.
I never knew what it would be like to loose Cooun because of the polar bear Cignar who killed my father.
Or so I thought.
I never knew what it was like to live alone. 
I never knew what it was like to cry for so long that you can&apos;t breathe or move.
I never knew what it would be like to see him standing there right in front of you.
Now I know.




&quot;The end is where we begin. Where broken hearts start to mend, and beat again.&quot; He pauses unsure if he should be telling me this, but continues on. &quot;Because the end is where we begin. It&apos;s crawling back when we runaway. Runaway.&quot;
I stare at him for a long time and whisper &quot;The end is where we begin.&quot;
He smiles grabbing my hand. &quot;Let&apos;s go kill a murderous beast.&quot; He says smiling at me.</p><a href='https://yamur.dijitalkalp.com/71907957-nightmares-are-dreams-too-prolouge?utm_source=rss'>Start Reading</a><figure><img src="https://img.yamur.dijitalkalp.com/cover/23614550-256-k279331.jpg" width="256" height="400" /><figcaption>Nightmares Are Dreams Too</figcaption></figure>]]></content:encoded></item></channel></rss>