Lee Veyne Dwelling (Book Collection)

  London Boy isn't just a love story.      It's about finding your home in a person you were never supposed to meet ―and the fight         to hold on when the world demands you let go. Set in 1950s. it is a tale of love. loss, and the kind of longing that stays with you long after the last page. There are stories that arrive like strangers, knocking gently but with urgency, as if they have traveled far just to find your door. London Boy was one of them. It lived quietly in the corners of  my mind ―until it refused to be silenced.    This isn’t just a love story. It’s about two souls who found each other in a world that never wanted them to meet, much less stay. It’s about the winters that come without warning, the streets that remember your footsteps, and the people who become your home—even when home is the last place you’re allowed to be. I wrote London Boy with the intention of touching that fragile part of us that still bel...

The Corners I Could No Longer Keep Quiet [https://books2read.com/u/mdMe8w] By L.V. I never planned to write a book. I just wrote in silence—when I felt too much, when I couldn’t speak, when I needed to breathe through something I couldn’t understand. Slowly, what began as scattered thoughts turned into pages. And now, those pages became In Every Corner of Your Thoughts. This book is for the ones who carry quiet heaviness. For those who ache gently, love deeply, and heal silently. The poems inside aren't loud. They don't shout what they feel. But they speak—in soft echoes, in small breaks between lines, in the hush of emotions that never asked to be loud in the first place. I wrote this for anyone who has ever: – wanted to be heard without having to explain everything – felt too fragile to say how they really feel – believed their silence still had meaning This book won’t give you answers. But maybe it will make your thoughts feel a little less alone. So if you’ve ever wandered ...

payhip  In Every Hues of Us — A Letter to the Quiet Ones Now available in different store: [https://books2read.com/leeveyne] There was a time I never thought I would finish this. Not because I wasn’t writing, but because I was always rewriting the same ache over and over. I didn’t know how to end something that never really had a clear beginning. In Every Hues of Us is not just a book. It’s a stitched-together version of the days I survived. The mornings I couldn’t speak. The nights I stayed up asking questions I knew had no answers. This book holds the quiet versions of myself that no one else sees. I wrote it on my worst days, on the most ordinary afternoons, and in between pauses that lasted longer than they should. And now it’s here. A collection of thoughts that used to live only in the corners of my head. A soft place where anxiety breathes, where memories return as poems, and where the act of writing becomes the act of living. I don’t know if this book will mean something to...