https://yamur.dijitalkalp.com?mode=1&language=1&lim=&search=&utm_source=rss Wattpad - Discover a World of Unlimited Stories https://static.yamur.dijitalkalp.com/be/image/logo.gif?v=1778868786 https://yamur.dijitalkalp.com?mode=1&language=1&lim=&search=&utm_source=rss https://yamur.dijitalkalp.com/292806764-his-haven-part-1?utm_source=rss<b>fouramreader / 22 pages</b><br/>"Haven: a place of safety or refuge." - Google "Haven: an explosion of all feelings good in this world - in the form of a girl I came to love" - James"Haven: a place of safety or refuge." - Google "Haven: an explosion of all feelings good in this world - in the form of a girl I came to love" - James

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]]>https://yamur.dijitalkalp.com/399273001-a-mind-of-beauty-prologue?utm_source=rss<b>fouramreader / 7 pages</b><br/>|C O M I N G S O O N| "Nyctophobia: extreme or irrational fear of the night or darkness" Luna was always afraid of the darkness of the night because of her fear of the night and dark. In her mind, dusk brought out sinful creatures and atrociou...|C O M I N G S O O N| "Nyctophobia: extreme or irrational fear of the night or darkness" Luna was always afraid of the darkness of the night because of her fear of the night and dark. In her mind, dusk brought out sinful creatures and atrocious times. Amaro believed he was a creature of the night because of his insomnia. When the night was alive, he was alive with it; he wandered in the shadows for an adventure to carry him. He comes in for a surprise when he finds a light to his darkness; a light that doesn't want to illuminate his dreary world. But in the end, the dark night needs the bright moon as the light needs the darkness to shine. *** His dark eyes roamed her face in the shadows as she took heavy breaths to calm her racing heartbeat. He couldn't help but raise his hand slowly towards her face to move away the stray curls from her face -- his heart racing in miles. Both of them froze when his hand grazed her soft cheek -- her in alarm and him in awe, wondering how electrifying his touch on her could be. ___________________________________________ This is not a supernatural story.

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]]>https://yamur.dijitalkalp.com/305832438-endless-thrills-on-hold-part-1?utm_source=rss<b>fouramreader / 23 pages</b><br/>She was painting this beautiful meadow and singing like there's no tomorrow. She looked so peaceful, like an angel, but there was something, something dark around her. There was a storm rising in the meadow. He sat there on his balcony and obser...She was painting this beautiful meadow and singing like there's no tomorrow. She looked so peaceful, like an angel, but there was something, something dark around her. There was a storm rising in the meadow. He sat there on his balcony and observed her as she sang and painted. No words were needed, his face was blank but his eyes spoke for him, every emotion he couldn't express. She didn't notice him at first but when she did, words were never needed. All she needed was a smile.

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