Healing Well Forum

love heals, it gives. love, in its most profound form beathes forth life. love gives forth light. There is, more to all Aine O' connell ever knew, was ever sure of, especially with a past full of ghosts. The handsome Bryan Maher soon teaches her that. And perhaps, maybe, just maybe God has other plans for Bryan as well? for there is more to the pain than torment. there is more to the heartbreak than destruction, And there is more to the sorrow than weeping. shalom.

Jin was so surprised when the CEO at his company worked, Mr. Pangestu suddenly held a series of tests to replace him in the CEO position as well as being the husband of Rea's only daughter. Not alone, Jin and three other people fought for the same position. But that's not the case, what happened was that after being successfully elected as CEO and married to Rea, Jin had to compromise with Rea's two other personalities, Gia and Uri. Yes, Rea suffers from dissociative personality disorder or common people call it multiple personality. Will Jin be able to live his life as a husband? Will Rea be able to unite her two personalities and start a normal life again?

. นี่หรือคำว่ารัก ? “ หยุดนะมิน พี่บอกให้หยุด จะไปไหน ! ! ! ” “ ปล่อย ฉันไปที่ไหนก็ได้ที่ไม่ต้องเห็นหน้าคุณ ! ” “ อย่าฝันไปเลย ” “ มินหยุุด ! ” การฉุดกระฉากดึงและผลักของทั้งภวิชทั้งมินตราทำให้ทุกคนชะงัก มินตราสะบัดมือออกจากเขา ภวิชเองก็เริ่มโกรธจัดแล้วเหมือนกัน “ พี่บอกให้หยุด มิน ปัง ๆ ๆ ๆ ” เสียงปืนหลายนัดที่ดังขึ้นมาทำให้ทุกคนตะลึงตกใจ รฎายกมือขึ้นปิดปากไม่คิดว่าเขาจะกล้าทำ ภวิชมองปืนในมือตัวเองที่เล็งไปที่มินตราเขาเล็งลงพื้น ทุกคนในบริเวณนั้นไม่มีการเคลื่อนไหวใด ๆ มินตราเองก็นิ่งงันไม่แพ้กัน เขายิงเธออย่างนั้นเหรอ เขาทำแบบนี้ได้ยังไง ควันจากกระบอกปืนที่ยิงลูกกระสุนออกไปทำให้ภวิชถึงกับมือสั่น ไม่มีใครในบริเวณนั้นขยับไปไหนสักคน อากาศบริสุทธิ์ไม่น่าพิสมัยเช่นเดิม มันอึดอัดยิ่งกว่าอะไรดี...

เขาเข้าใจว่าผู้หญิงในความมืดคือเด็กคนเดิมที่ถูกส่งให้มานอนด้วยเป็นครั้งที่สอง จึงกระทำกับเธออย่างไม่ปรานี แต่พอถึงตอนเช้า แม่เล้ากลับโทรมาขอโทษว่าเด็กแอบหนีไปก่อนหน้านั้นแล้ว เลยไม่รู้ว่าตัวเองมีอะไรกับใครเพราะตื่นมาแล้วไม่เห็น เห็นแต่สร้อยที่สลักชื่อ 'รวิกานต์ นิรากร' ตกอยู่หน้าห้องน้ำ ผ่านไปปีกว่าเขาได้เจอกับเธออีกครั้ง แต่ไม่รู้ว่าเด็กที่เธออุ้มมาเลี้ยงในที่ทำงานด้วยคือลูกของตัวเอง

‘เจวิส’ สำหรับเขา ผู้หญิงก็แค่อาหารว่างตอนอยู่บนเตียงก็เท่านั้น ! “เลว? หึ ก่อนหน้านี้เธอไม่ได้พูดแบบนี้”

karima, a 17 years old who would get bullied in school because of her bad clothing, her father died when she was 13 years old, her mom remarried again. Her stepdad and stepsister treats her well infront of her mother but when she is gone. they turn super evil and beat her up. She would run away someday and try to find herself. Ayan, a very successful business man. He is known for his arrogance, he would find this girl and take her in. What would happen to these two? would they fall in love? Would she reach her goal and find herself! I will be posting this on royalroad, please do read it there. I'm so excited because my book was just nominated for the 2021 Readers Choice Awards contest by TCK Publishing! Please vote for it at https://www.tckpublishing.com/2021-readers-choice-awards/

The word 'break-up' is what had caused Scarlett a long-time trauma. Scarlett Evelyn Castillo, a woman who has an amazing and stunning talent in arts fell in love with a cheater. She had been cheated thrice and got hurt multiple times. She was done with love. Waylen Jax Sanchez, was known playboy. Women come and goes in his life. So, when he was forced to marry someone he doesn't know, this did not bode well for him. Will history repeats itself? Or will the magic of love will work, healing both of their wounded hearts?

Without Kaelen's knowledge, I had his little plaything sent out of North America. That same night, he cast a blood-vine curse on my parents, banishing them to the wilds—a wasteland prowled by rogues. He was going to trade my parents' lives for the whereabouts of his plaything. Kaelen pushed a communication crystal in front of me. Inside it, my parents were ensnared by blood-red vines, the thorns digging deep into their flesh. Drops of dark crimson blood fell, one by one, onto the barren earth. A countdown timer pulsed in stark red digits on their chests. 23:59:59 23:59:58 He sat across from me, a black suit tailored to perfection molded to his lean, powerful frame. His long fingers tapped a light, steady rhythm on the solid wood table, as if he were waiting for a trivial business deal to close. "Estelle, you have twenty-four hours." His voice was low and calm, laced with a venomous tenderness. "Tell me, where did you send Cassandra?"

The Horror Game invaded the world. Real players entered the game, and their every move would be broadcast live. My adopted son shoved me—an eighty-eight-year-old woman—straight into a deadly dungeon to save his own skin. One of the comments in the live stream predicted: [What? They’re tossing in such an elderly woman? No way she’s gonna survive the first night!] On the first night, a frost-bitten ghost exhaled icy breath in my face. I shrugged off my thick floral coat, feeling sorry for her. “You poor thing! You must be freezing. Listen to me and bundle up quickly!” The second night, a starving ghost lunged at me with blood dripping down his chin. I sniffed the air, then found a jar of pickled cabbage. “Look at how skinny you are! Come on, let me get you something hot to eat.” On the final day, the last surviving players tied me up, desperate to steal the one ticket to escape. However, before they could touch me, every ghost in the dungeon came storming out, cleavers and rolling pins in hand. “Touch her, and you’re dead meat!”

Having dated for five years and been married for seven, she had never missed his birthday in the past 12 years. The 12 gifts from previous years were carefully placed in the storage closet. However, this year's birthday gift...