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Hindi siya makatingin ng diretso sa mga mata ng mga ito, but everyone greeted her boss who was behind her. “S-Sir. `Yung book ko pala.” Bigla siyang huminto at lumingon dito nang nasa harap na sila ng kanilang mga opisina. “Everyone Has A Story, written by the Indian Author: Savi Sharma. This was the author’s debut novel and was first published in August 2015. Sharma self-published her book, which quickly became popular and bestselling. Later it was published by Westland publishers. By February 2017 more than 100,000 copies of the book were sold,” sabi nito sabay abot ng aklat na iyon sa kaniya.

All the while, Martha was seated quietly, listening to their conversation and saying nothing as if she was not even there. “She wrote everything in that book,” Joshua said. “How she approached us, those cuts and wounds on her body. She did all that to herself.” “Nooo….” Ayanda cried. “I still have the diary in my safe. You can read it from page to page if you don’t believe. Her father was a drunk quite alright but he never touched her. All those things were lies to gain sympathy from us. It was the only way she knew to get away from the life of poverty her father was subjecting to, no offence to you madam of course.”

“So, you did it again?” “Yes.” “You did it again without realizing it?” “Yes.” The bespectacled man, who twice asked the question, now sighed heavily. The two questions he voiced were answered positively. However, the positive answer indicated that there was something ‘negative’ with the other man. His narrow eyes stared straight at the figure sitting in front of him, trying to dive into the man’s soul even though no words were spoken. In fact, it was quite difficult to understand the figure he had known for a long time even though he had read hundreds of psychology books.

She decided to document her journey and insights in a book—a heartfelt memoir that would serve as a guide for future generations. With great care, Luna poured her wisdom onto the pages, sharing her personal struggles, triumphs, and the profound lessons she had learned. She weaved together stories of her own experiences, anecdotes from the people she had met along the way, and the transformative power of authenticity. The book, titled "Embracing True Colors: A Journey of Authenticity," was published and received with great enthusiasm. Its impact spread far and wide, touching the lives of individuals who sought guidance and inspiration on their own paths to self-discovery.

I had poured my heart and soul into my book, and it was amazing to see that it had resonated with so many people. But what really caught my attention were the comments from people who had been inspired by my story. There were comments like: "Your book made me realize that I'm not alone in my struggles. Thank you for sharing your story and giving me hope." "I was feeling lost and stuck, but your book gave me the courage to take a leap of faith and pursue my dreams. Thank you for being a role model and inspiration!" "I just wanted to say that your book changed my life. It made me see things from a different perspective and gave me the strength to keep going. Thank you for being a beacon of hop

"I honestly don't have the patience for that and I want to write stories that would leave an impact on people. I want to write love stories for people who think they are at the edge and that there's no way out for them. I want to tell everyone that love exists and how it can change a person's life, if it's the right person." "Inspirational and romantic." He grinned, taking my hand in his. "I like the idea." "Maybe I can throw in a few fiction stories in the mix?" I teased. "Werewolves and vampires and an epic battle to win the girl of their dreams?" There were countless possibilities in front of me now and I wasn't shying away from those possibilities any longer. I wanted to do so much in my

Ch-1 --------------------- [Warning: this story is in the 'incest' category. As a result, the mother and son in this tale might have a relationship which you might find unsettling. At the end, when they kiss each other goodnight, neither of them has to go to another bedroom. The father already sleeps there.]

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Kayden — the rising star in the literary world, the renowned author of The Upward Gravity, A Spark in the Rubble, The Dawn Theory, Beyond the Script, and The Beautiful Unbecoming. Every one of his books had been a success. I had read them all. They were my only source of motivation during the darkest days of my life. I first met him years ago, completely by chance, in a coffee shop. I was sitting alone, lost in the pages of The Dawn Theory, scribbling my own theories in the margins of the book. I was so absorbed that I didn’t even notice the man across from me until he suddenly shifted seats and sat beside me.

Little did I know, the spark was about to become a raging inferno, courtesy of something far beyond the mortal realm. It started on a rainy Friday night. I’d come home exhausted from a long week, my blouse clinging to my skin from the downpour outside. I kicked off my heels, letting them thud against the hardwood floor, and poured myself a glass of merlot. The apartment felt emptier than usual; my last girlfriend had left months ago, citing my “workaholic tendencies” as the reason. Truth be told, I missed the warmth of a body next to mine, the soft curves and whispered promises in the dark. To distract myself, I rummaged through the old box of junk in my closet— relics from my rebellious pha