Book 1- The Quest For Nova
Have toi ever felt like toi don’t belong? I have. Have ever felt like there something out there that toi are meet to do that’s so important be toi don’t know what it is? I have. I know its weird to fell this way but I do and I have know idea why. WHY. What a strong word like why did that magical thing happen to me that ever special jour in the park when everything change for good ou for evil. Well that’s what toi choose.
Book 2- Wanted
I took everything out
I could never forget what happened
deep down i knew
it came back to me
so quick and so fast
i can still feel her presence around me
i can feel she's watching me from the sky
how do i tell her that im sorry and that i didnt mean it, but i do accept the fact that
i killed her
it was a terrible fight
and it ended awfully
but it was not my fault
its who i am, im a murderer and i dont like it that way, i know
i killed her
the lights are out
in only the darkness
i can see a figure
its her! but...
i killed her
'yes toi did, toi killed me
and here toi ae
feeling sorry for yourself
but not feeling sorry for me? '
'you killed me
what did i do
i loved you
toi were my world...'
'but you... toi killed me'
'that night when toi killed me,
i was still alive
and toi buried me alive
but my soul will never rest in peace, till i get my revenge! '
'you killed me
because i was way too good
too good for you
toi were jealous, toi couldnt ours it'
'but your destiny has come
i will haunt toi in your past
your present and your future
remember my words! '
i gasp for air
my heartbeat is going up and down
it was just a dream
but it will never be fine, the truth is...
i killed her...
Book 3- Maybe there will be another book?
Other books
There's going to be an little series off of The Quest For Nova that goes though the lives of girls before they ever meant one another.
Book 1- The Girl who Remembered Everything
I fill like I remember things for a reason... but for what reason I don't know? I remember this women and young girls. And dragons and witches. But I don't know why? I'm just a normal girl... Well I used to be. Before all the pain and hurt. I was just like you. Happy. I remember my mom dieing and my best friend dieing and my pet also dieing. Yes my life is filled with death but some say all that pain makes toi strong.
Book 2- The Girl who didn't Fit In
I know I don't belong here. My soul can't take this anymore I need to be set free. Be myself.
Book 3- The Girl who Lost
My mother say things all happen for a reason. And I a dit well it better be a very good reason why for this to happen to me.
Book 4- The Girl who cried
toi never know how much it hurts until the thing toi l’amour most is taken away from you. And I want toi to know it hurts a lot.
I have been working on the Quest For Nova for plus then five months plus ou less and I hope that toi see me in the story as well. Because I'm in each of the girls. Something they go though I went though ou are.
Coming Up on The Quest For Nova
Chapter 18- Strange things can happen under the MoonLight
Viva zipped up her dress’s zipper. Starting from her back bone to her lower back. Then she turned around and looked in the mirror and she saw something beautiful...herself. She smiled looking at her hair how it was perfectly curled and up her dress perfectly fitted and it flowed all the down to the floor. Viva know that it was going to be a magical night.
In the moonlight, with fair face
She stands, with longing eyes.
So advance, with unfaltering grace,
With all the l’amour under starry skies.
And with thy lover, dance away
In the brilliance of the night.
balançoire, swing her around, watch her sway,
And satisfy thy love's appetite.
Make her spin about those gentle wrists,
l’amour her in a ways she'd never expect.
She'll find joy in her twirls and twists,
And that night she will never forget.
Tears to tears draw the line
l’amour is never forgotten
Years to years in its sunshine
Leaves of life rotten
Dream kingdoms never come
Only the cœur, coeur reappears
Where it was and where its plum
Sometime sometimes not clears
Through time's dark
Each mood and affection
Golden visions not to spark
Into the heart's connection
Hours onward to end die
Affliction of dark to see
There once were tears to cry
From under its l’amour plea
What shall last a little while?
Into roads going through
Hours futile is like the mile
Only walked when needn't to
Tears to tears my roots have dried
Reappearing grayish dim
Into its much heartbreak tide
Hostage in a mime whimsy whim
What are toi waiting for Nova's waiting for you...
Hope I see toi there!
l’amour Malmcd
Eclipse
Viva
Desta
Artista
Eva
Luna
Envy
Harma
Misty
Dear Self
What if toi don’t wake up tomorrow?
What if this is your last jour on this earth?
What if that two minute conversation toi had with your mother two hours ago, was the last time toi ever spoke to her?
What if toi never ever would hear him laugh, see his smile ou talk to him ever again?
What if toi later this night take your last breath?
What then?
Would toi be proud of the life toi have lived?
Will toi regret something that toi did ou did not say?
Would toi be proud of how people would remember you?
Would toi regret not taking plus chances, ou not telling him what toi really feel for him?
I see a world of darkness and my hands are shaking..
My legs are numb..
My eyes heavy..
My cœur, coeur racing..
Blacking out..
Will pills in my hands..
Hoping that they'll end the pain and I'll sleep forever..
Maybe this will be my last goodbye..
My final breath..
What if toi don’t wake up tomorrow?
What if this is your last jour on this earth?
What if that two minute conversation toi had with your mother two hours ago, was the last time toi ever spoke to her?
What if toi never ever would hear him laugh, see his smile ou talk to him ever again?
What if toi later this night take your last breath?
What then?
Would toi be proud of the life toi have lived?
Will toi regret something that toi did ou did not say?
Would toi be proud of how people would remember you?
Would toi regret not taking plus chances, ou not telling him what toi really feel for him?
I see a world of darkness and my hands are shaking..
My legs are numb..
My eyes heavy..
My cœur, coeur racing..
Blacking out..
Will pills in my hands..
Hoping that they'll end the pain and I'll sleep forever..
Maybe this will be my last goodbye..
My final breath..
