Loving someone secretly!
This is a story about postpartum depression and psychosis. This is fictional story, but postpartum psychosis is happening and real in this world. These women need to be understood. They must be given help.
Life is as feeble and fleeting as the white clouds in the deep, blue sky,, (A/N:Thanks to my dear cousin (we'll call her Jane Austen). She practically thought up the whole ending to this while I sat in chair and listened to her sage advice.)
This story is based on the life of a man whose life is influenced by the mysteries of a lake.
We were all under the impression that house was rented by Villie and his woman.
We are in for a rude awakening by Pablo whom we always thought was a coward.
Chapter One: Setting the scene for the chapters to come. Leave a comment if you want more!
Did one of my former's students actually steal her former classmate's baby?
Sarah Gloom, gloomy as her name. Walking back and forth beside a creek full of hideous things you won't even dare to look at. It is scary and yucky. But in Sarah's happiest times, this sorrowful body of water once admired by...
The Morgana Simmonds, Stewart Brown saga continues. They've virtually stopped talking to each other but Stewart isn't bothered as he has other women all too willing to take Morgana's place.
Continuing the Morgana Simmonds and Stewart Brown saga. They have a blow out and Morgana leaves in a huff but Stewart finds another girlfriend.
It is a story about the history of Banaras and places to visit - a semi travelog
An honest but poor school teacher needs money desperately for his wife's treatment. He suddenly comes across some money which is not his to take. What will he do?
He opened his eyes. It was sunny, yet freezing. He was in a small village with huge snow-clad mountains in the background. The strange part wasn’t the fact that he had somehow landed up in the middle of a bustling village with a very weird...
The verve of our reminiscence of what we sowed and what we reap keeps our soul yet alive when the body becomes as good as dead.
“She never looked nice. She looked like art, and art wasn't supposed to look nice—it was supposed to make you feel something. Too bad she only existed in paintings.” [lower case intended] scxlpture©2015-2016
Sometimes the strongest people are the ones who love beyond all faults, cry behind closed doors and fight battles that nobody knows about.
CHAPTER ONE: KRIS, THE REAPER
General Matthew Anderson strode through the corridor with ease and carefree smile, despite the fact that there were many number of dangerous individuals behind the locked doors that lined the hall. He...