hiraeth: of love and death
His soul and mine are the samethe next day, I don't have a soul…
His soul and mine are the samethe next day, I don't have a soul…
Poems from Moyurakhkhi's Cigarettes, the novel. Some bonus ones too ;)…
Moyurakhkhi is painfully anxious about love, but if she doesn't ask out five guys in a year, all hell will break loose.**All 18-year-old Moyurakhkhi wants is to immerse herself in writing, explore vivid fictional worlds and create complex characters that her readers love, but her family doesn't support her choice of career. So when her quirky mentor MS proposes to fund her overseas study of Creative Writing, she must agree. Even if it means paying a special price - to pursue men, something she swore never to do again after a painful breakup.-© 2022 - 2023 Sadia Soria…
Aditi and West hate each other. They bicker, they flirt, and are possibly a little in love.Blotching the hot new guy's shirt with chocolate-mixed spit is probably not the best idea of a revenge, but Aditi soon discovers that she doesn't regret it one bit. Because despite being a jerk, West too knows what it's like to be brown, Muslim and falling apart in an all-white high school, and when he gets entangled in Aditi's struggle to tackle a debilitating trauma and a really, really loud Bangladeshi wedding, the fledgeling love-hate relationship will leave her either healed or heartbroken.Or pretty dead, because an outbreak of crimes is gripping her quaint little town in fear, and the gorgeous flirt she's falling for has his fair share of ugly secrets. -FEATURED BY @Wattpad:Summer days, summer love;Community Curator: @grendelthegood;Summer loving daysTHIS IS A WORK OF FICTION AND DOESN'T INTEND TO OFFEND. DON'T PLAGIARISE OR I'LL SUE.© 2020 Sadia Soria…