Leona Valentine
Bio
Hi. I have been writing since I was a kid. After college, I published a poem called "Dark Heaven" in a book titled The Colors of Life. I love writing short stories, poems and more. I enjoy parenting, art, meditation, and martial arts.
Stories (71/0)
Eliminating Vulgar Shirts
In 2020, we have seen a diversity of different style of fashion across the globe. We had (and still have) casual business fashion, gothic fashion, grunge-like fashion, western fashion, hip hop fashion, sporty fashion, bohemian fashion (having a major heart eyes moment), and even, believe it or not, anime style fashion. There are other styles, and I am sure that I have seen them all. I have seen camouflage rompers, spandex miniskirts, thick thigh-high socks, floral button up men’s shirts, Fedora hats, cheeky jean shorts, and even pants on the ground. The list is endless. By the way, I am not hinting which ones from the list I like or dislike.
By Leona Valentine3 years ago in Styled
Fear The Dawn Of Apocalypse
2:20 p.m. – CARSON CITY, NEVADA In Unit D1 at Mills Park Apartment, Lacie Duggan, a 6-month pregnant woman in her late 20s, was vacuuming the living room floor. She glanced at the news on the television a few times. Greg, her husband in his early 30s, entered the apartment. He was carrying a sports bag and a backpack. He appeared gloomy. As soon as he closed the door, he looked at Lacie.
By Leona Valentine3 years ago in Horror
Being Good Enough
While growing up, I struggled with self-love. As a matter of fact, I knew nothing about self-love. Both of my self-esteem and confidence were incredibly low. They were so low, you would think that they were buried at least six feet under. I did not feel like a person who was worthy of anything. I did not feel like I was good enough. For a very long time, I felt like a submissive, peasant living in a world of dominant kings and queens. My experiences of being bullied in my childhood and toxic relationships drove me to searching for love elsewhere – when the real love starts from within all along.
By Leona Valentine3 years ago in Longevity
The Owl With One Claw
DAY 2 So far, this is my second day in this enormous cabin in Bushkill, Pennsylvania. I am fortunate that the owner, Mr. Owens who is a retired detective, is letting me rent out a room here even though my credit is horrible. My bedroom is very spacious. The environment is great. The serenity is what I need when I write my stories. Hopefully, people will know the name David Mills. I am 24. Maybe I will be a best-selling author before I turn 30.
By Leona Valentine3 years ago in Horror
Journal Of An Immortal - Part 3
Tuesday – January 5, 2021 Moving forward, I need to always remind myself to never go anywhere on New Year’s Eve. I knew I should have remained home and celebrated alone. I did not think that I was going to run into someone from my past. No, I am not talking about Dr. Xavier Clarke. I am praying that I will never see him again. This was someone else.
By Leona Valentine3 years ago in Horror
Journal Of An Immortal - Part 2
Wednesday – December 30, 2020 These nightmares will not go away. I feel I tried almost everything to get rid of them. I tried to ignore my cryptic past. I tried to binge-watch comedies and romance. I tried to read uplifting books. I tried to listen to classical music. I tried to meditate. I tried to paint beautiful artwork. I tried to do fun things. But they do not seem to work. These nightmares get more darker and more intense. I thought as years go by, the nightmares would subside. But I am wrong…
By Leona Valentine3 years ago in Horror