surreal luisa sonza

One was born to silks and duty, the other to soil and sun. A noble burdened by name, a villager untouched by power. In a world where class drew cruel lines, they found solace in stolen moments, laughter under stars, and a bond neither crown nor coin could sever. Their love was forbidden—quiet, hidden, yet burning with defiance. Life tore them apart, but fate, relentless and tender, wove them together again. Different names, different worlds, same hearts. In this life, they wear rings instead of secrecy. A promise kept across time.

In the nursery, a gentle figure sat, cradling a baby in her arms. The soothing scent of lavender drifting through the air as the last remnants of daylight faded away. Shadows danced on the walls, created by the flickering of a single candle that stood on a nearby table, casting a soft, golden light over the room. The figure, a mother, began to hum a familiar melody. Her voice low and tender, resonating with love and warmth. The baby's eyes, round and curious, fixated on her face, as if entranced by the soothing sound. Gradually, the hum had turned into soft words as she had begun to sing a lullaby passed down through generations. "♫ ~Fate and Time, with grip firm and tight, Charted our path with designs, not in sight. Their threads of destiny, a tapestry to unfurl, A journey of life, in melancholy, to whirl." Her voice like a balm, wrapping around the child like a warm embrace, seeping into every corner of the room. As the lullaby had unfolded, the baby's eyelids become heavier, slowly succumbing to the pull of slumber. "♫ ~ Oh, Fate and Time, why so callous, Your agenda not aligned with the heart's zealous. Your tides of life, a fateful wave, Against our dreams, they often deprave." The mother gently swayed as she sang, rocking the baby in a tender rhythm that mimicked the comforting beat of her own heart. As the last notes of the lullaby lingered in the air, the baby's eyes finally closed, succumbing to a peaceful sleep. "♫ ~ But in the face of such adversity, We must acquiesce, a life of diversity. Challenges to face, with valor and trust, To rise from the abyss, a resurgence from dust." "♫ ~ Oh, Fate and Time, why so capricious, Your machinations, often deleterious. Yet we persist, with fortitude and gleam, To reach our destiny, and fulfill our dream." The mother gazed at her child for a moment longer, planting a soft kiss on the baby's forehead before tucking the tiny body under a warm, cozy blanket. *** Three chapters a week. Unless told otherwise. Happy reading :)

In Mearth Realm... reminiscent of the 1980s Earth, complete with its pre-internet charm, a hidden war rages between the secretive supernatural powered Mystery Agents and the sinister Surreal Entities. These Surreal Entities are the supernatural, otherworldly invaders from the realm of nightmares. Fueled by resentment and unnatural circumstances, they possess anything from humans to inanimate objects, twisting them into monstrous abominations with strange abilities. Amidst this hidden conflict, a pair of siblings: Sparrow Night, a young man plagued by fragmented memories of a past life, and his teenage sister, Canary, are thrust into the fray. Gaining supernatural abilities in an unexpected incident, they become part-time Mystery Agents, forced to confront the monstrous manifestations of resentment and protect the oblivious innocents from the horrors lurking just beneath the surface of their ordinary lives. Their main mission is... to hunt and neutralize the Surreal Entities, one possessed being at a time, while trying to unravel the scope of their supernatural powers and the incredible mystery hidden by this fantastic world, Mearth.

-A fully aware teenage character who strives to feed his curiosity and lurks to find the answers to his fictitious written story- A mystery novel, a very weird one..

In the world of Bask in Surreal Ink, reality and fiction don't just collide—they bleed into one another. Ensley is a young woman anchored in the harsh, demanding reality of student life and family struggles. She lives in a world of limited resources, difficult choices, and a future she is desperately trying to build. But her life takes a turn toward the impossible when she finds herself pulled into the pages of UA (Underground Associates), a book she once only held in her hands. Inside the ink and paper of that world lives Perseus, the cold and formidable "Patrinus"—the godfather of a powerful mafia family known as Zadkiel. For Perseus, life is a cycle of calculated danger, law, and underground wars. He belongs to a narrative where he is the untouchable protagonist, never intended to have a weakness—until the story itself chose a different leading lady. Separated by the boundary between the living world and the written word, their meeting defies the laws of existence. As Ensley navigates the perils of Perseus’s violent world, she must decide if she is merely a temporary character in his story or if their bond is strong enough to rewrite the ending of a book that was never meant for her. Two worlds. One story. A love written in surreal ink.

"Disastrous Incarnation: Surreal Reincarnation Gone Wrong" unveils a mesmerizing dark fantasy journey. Trevor Williams, an ordinary editor in a mundane life, meets an untimely end from overwork, only to awaken in a world brimming with swords, dragons, and magic as Reo Bellar, gifted with a formidable body. All Reo craves is a peaceful, average life – marriage, a family, a serene farm, and a tranquil demise. But this new realm mirrors Earth's dangers, amplified. To protect his loved ones, he must become stronger, delving into dark mysteries. As he unravels the harsh truth, Reo's yearning for power consumes him. To live peacefully, he must rise above the world's challenges. "Disastrous Incarnation" beckons you into a realm of darkness, mystique, and unyielding determination, as Reo strives for the strength to defy destiny itself. *** Check it out, vote and comment for the continual publication of this novel if you like it. *** ANNOUNCEMENT!!: DUE TO REASONS, I WILL BE SWITCHING ACCOUNTS AND THE PUBLISHING OF DSI WILL BE TRANSFERRED UNDER A DIFFERENT NAME AND TITLE TO A NEW AND DIFFERENT VERSION IN MY NEWEST ACCOUNT. THE REPUBLISHING WILL COME WITH SOME VARIOUS CHANGES IN THE ORIGINAL STORY AND PLOTS.

Luisa Miguel, a twenty three year old real estate broker, has began to notice her life falling apart before her very eyes. In order to bring her self together, she meets a psychotherapist who causes painful memories which have been buried, surface. Causing disruption in her already imperfect life. Sad memories of her being abused by her stepfather surfaces, physical and emotional abuse by her mother, and finally, realizes she has multiple personality disorder. A condition where the original , also known as the first born child, retreats into the innermost part of the mind and other personalities take its place. In this case, the stand in personalities are "THE TROOPS" Expect no less than five chapters per week. Please do not review the book until you have read up to chapter ten. Do not forget to like the tags so it can appear higher on searches. Much love, NerdyJoker

Running away from your problem is not the right solution everytime.

Luisa, hace parte de la seguridad personal de su madre, se encontraba en una posición única. Sabía todos los movimientos y hábitos de la señora Ana, y también conocía su verdadera identidad como su madre. Sin embargo, Luisa había hecho una promesa a su padre, había estado separado de su madre durante años. Su padre le había pedido que no revelara a su madre que era su hija, al menos no hasta que él considerara que era el momento adecuado. Luisa se sentía atrapada entre su lealtad a su padre y su deseo de establecer una conexión con su madre. Quería revelar la verdad y conocer a su madre de manera más profunda, pero también quería cumplir con su promesa. ¿Qué pasaría cuando su madre finalmente descubra la verdad? ¿Cómo reaccionaría al saber que su hija, a quien había creído muerta durante tanto tiempo, estaba viva y había estado trabajando para ella en secreto?

In her past life, Su Yaoguang bought Xiao Yanci, supported his education, and helped him rise to great heights. She became his wife. Everyone praised him for never abandoning the farm girl who funded his rise. Su Yaoguang also believed she had found a good man. Unexpectedly, when she was seriously ill, she saw Xiao Yanci bring his first love and a child who resembled them both to her bedside. "Dad, mom, when will this person die?" the child asked, holding Xiao Yanci's hand. Xiao Yanci responded, "Soon, just wait a bit longer." That was the moment she realized: she had wasted her entire life on the wrong man. Returning to the age of fifteen, Su Yaoguang pointed at the bloody young boy: "I want him." In her past life, no matter what she gave Xiao Yanci, she only received a cold expression. This time, the young boy, like a wolf cub, dropped his guard; everything Sister gifted was the best. Sweet as milk. Devoted beyond reason. He melted her completely. Until one day, the young boy took a high position. Not wanting history to repeat itself, Su Yaoguang packed her things and slipped away at night, only to run into a man as noble and unattainable as a deity. "I've heard you call us siblings everywhere. Good sister, shouldn't we change what we call each other?"