aerisnightshade

Within this novel is my life written in letters and poems, written through the toughest, darkest times.

Some holds the stories of past relationships, how I fucked up and caused the inevitable end of it.

Some may hold happier memories, past or current events that made me happy.

Others are disturbing and dark, whilst some lighthearted and heart warming.

Here we go. 

These are the Letters of Myls Valentine


(I have three pen names, Myls Valentine, Crey Valentine, and AerisNightShade.

Just sharing :3

Hope y'all like it)

Letters Of Myls Valentine

Her smile was Enthralling, hynotizing men to her bidding.


The malicious intent held by her eyes attracted me like a moth to a lamp. She moves like a tiger in a savanna, slowly creeping towards her prey 'til she's ready to pounce. She had the body that men of all ages craved for, yet none ever stayed. They taste the nectar of life, only to leave once they've tasted it.


A Tigress, she was. Strong, ferocious, & monstrous as any tigress should be. But she was also human.


She smiled as if there was no pain hidden in her heart.


Her stare was filled with doubts and insecurities.


She talked with no restriction, no bounderies because she had nothing more to lose.


She pounced and she hunted for prey not because she wanted to eat them, but because she wanted their company.


But once she started losing her grip, showed her true colors, her humanity, they escape.


The Tigress was enlightened of how the inhabitants of the savannah used her, she was more monstrous even the lion became afraid of her.


When the Tigress is enraged, no law can stop her. She is fearless and she will conquer all there is in the wilderness around her. And believe me, if she wants to, she will.


There will be times that she'll fall. And with every fall, she'll rise once again 10 times stronger than the last, running through the savannah hunting for prey


She still planted her paws to through the ground and laughed.


She prowled through the crowd, and pounced for affection. For the tigress she was, she took care of everyone in danger. Compromising her own life just to protect others and yet when was wounded and at her weakest she had to heal on her own and realized nobody was there to protect her.


The Tigress in the savannah, a creature so majestic yet can wreak havoc when wronged. Evidently, a damnation in disguise.
