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Nalah is a beautiful being, inside and out. She is strong, determined, driven, yet very feminine. She is a spiritual mystery, however, no one questions this because of who her mother is. Nalah comes from a rare tribe of Nirvatrans who have the ability to change their skin tone. They have a belief of being with only one other being for life, which is their soul mates. When Nalah discovers her soulmate, it questions everything she thought she knew about her people and her spirituality.
You can learn more about Nalah in the first book of Nirvatra available now.
For the past five years, I have written and self-published nine books. All have been based on love, life, and spiritual warfare. As I settle down to write my tenth book, I find myself wondering if Love is under attack? Can it be attacked? What is Love?
Love is such a powerful emotion…a powerful entity. Through the pains, disappointments and turmoils life has thrown my way. I have come to realize that God is Love; I have faced death, experienced loss, thrived in suffering, and I still can find it in my heart to forgive those who have hurt me, and let go bitterness. All because of Love.
Is Love under attack? I ask this question because I see so many people unhappy in relationships, and so many families being destroyed. Couples don’t fight to stay together anymore, they don’t take chances to let the other know how much they mean to them. Words aren’t enough. Actions do speak louder than words. Yet, empty words are all
When I was a child I was inspired by Love, seeing married couples, father’s cherishing their daughters. Mother’s making sacrifices for their children and family. To me it was beautiful, it is what life is all about. We go to work each day to provide for the people we love. We humble ourselves, and do things that we don’t want to, because we want what’s best for our children.
I guess the reason why my heart is rambling on about this topic is because, I am saddened by what I see happening in the world. Many people have become apathetic about family and marriage…Love. I don’t want to be apathetic about Love…I don’t want to give up…however, how do you fight alone?
There is so much ugliness happening in the world. Compassionless, ignorant people, hating children, because they are trying to escape their country, which is over ridden with drug cartels, who are raping and killing them. Children being kidnapped and slaughtered for senseless reasons. I am constantly asking where is humanity? Even the animal kingdom is more humane. Is hating any person because of their differences even worth it. Our differences is what makes us beautiful. It’s what makes us amazing.
We need to love more and hate less.
I Want You
Can you hear it…the sound of love’s heart,
thumping…pounding… moaning…I want you.
kissing, grinding, moaning can you hear my heart?
Can you feel it…the sensation of love’s tender kiss,
goosebumps traveling up my arm…I want you.
soft caress turn into passionate scratches…
Can you taste it…my lover’s sweet tongue
caressing the softness of my lips.
Savoring the essence of me…I want you.
Can you smell it…the aroma,
the musk of passion rising.
I woke up in the morning thinking, I want you!
Can you see it…
through love’s eyes we can only see beauty,
blind to the ugliness of the world, we can only see each other.
copyright 2014 April Thomas
Last Night by April Thomas
Last night as I lay in my bed delighted in a peaceful sleep, you came to me.
Last night while my heart ached for you, you appeared to me.
Last night in my dream you stopped me from running away from you.
Last night in my dream you showed me your love is true.
Last night in my dream my fingertips traveled along your soft skin.
Last night in my dream we breathed each other in.
Last night as I slept our bodies merged and we made love without regret.
Last night as I slept my soul relived a love that it cannot forget.
Last night tears soaked my pillow, as my hands felt your presence leave
Last night I felt your heart, soul, and your body, grieve for what couldn’t be.
Copyright 2014 April Thomas
Here is a taste of ‘Affiance’, this book is a retelling of Isis and Osiris. It spins a tale of raw relentless love and betrayal. I absolutely love this story. I don’t consider myself a historical fiction writer, but I did have fun imagining this world with people who genuinely love each other and do everything in their power to hold on to that love. It really is a love worth fighting for. So, I hope that you all enjoy. Oh and the book is available on Amazon, ebook and print. Soon it will be available everywhere.
In this scene, Isis is upset because Osiris has said some things that hurt her, however, he instantly regrets them, but the words are already said.
Affiance~ A Relentless Love~
Speechless Isis bowed her head tears fell from her eyes as she turned and walked out the door, Osiris rushed after her, but stopped in the doorway reminding himself he must hold his ground, his heart broke as he watched her walk away, disappearing into their bedroom chamber.
Instantly he wanted to take back his harsh words but that would mean accepting that what she had said to be true, and he refused to believe that his brother could be so heartless towards him.
Queen Isis threw herself on the bed and wept. Quietly her sister Nephthys entered and gently ran her finger over her sister’s hair while speaking kind, loving words to her. “He does not mean to hurt you?” she said as Isis lifted her head.
“Why won’t he listen to me, I’m not trying to hurt him, I just want him to know what he’s really up against.” Isis cried.
“He cannot always see what you see, it is your gift. He cannot always understand what you understand. Set has his claws deep into him, he simply can’t see that a person so close to him wants to see him suffer,” Nephthys replied.