Damaris Maina
Bio
I am a book enthusiast to owning a private home library to keep and show it out as an antic after i obtain exiting collectable of books. i enjoy nature and foood culture with a book in my hand.
Stories (2/0)
THE MYSTIC CREATURE
In a quiet, poor town in Clieve City, there lived a poor baker with his daughter whim the town cherished. On the oposite land , there was a wealthy merchant who was responsible for the town's wealth. the wealthy merchant whom theyall called Feimhell was only seen occassionally in the wee morning hours where he would come to the market sing in a loud beautiful voice but no one dared to cme oout for they feared him out of his appearance, His white skin with fiery red shoulder length hair, green eyes and a bloodstricken lips with two 4 black canines i the midst of the other milk white teeth. Questions were, was he a vampire, a forest animal, a demon or some unfortunate being of nature.
By Damaris Maina11 months ago in Writers
THE BULLY I FELL IN LOVE WITH
everyone was afraid of him but it seems that is what brought you closer to my heart. My heart yearned for you to be near little did I know a bully is a bully and a predator always has a favorite prey. I consciously chose to be your favorite prey. I knew it would be painful, I expected no warmthness but the coldness of an alpha and you tore me to the last recognizable beast. Till now i still see roses can only exist in two colors red and black. The toxicity and the hurt had its own pleasure, the darkness had its own fragrance and my soul was a tin to the ice. I am just like you but i coil up to show timidness. Every morning I will make sure I arrive first just to watch you enter and walk like a proud alpha and i fall deeper in love. Your eyes witha grim non-chalant smile would be the best one yet. You are not good for me but then what could i possibly do rather that wait for you to notice or treat me nicely.
By Damaris Maina11 months ago in Poets
