Bücher von R. G. Morey

This is about a woman and her love. A love which gets deeper each moment. Just a simple flow of emotions. Two people who don't care for the world find one another perfect to laugh together. She is not normal, and neither is this love, she asks nothing of him but his true self. He wishes to stay to protect her even when this is not right. Harsha is not a human. She has powers, the powers with which she caused irreparable damage. This story is about love, separation, mystery, and struggle. You will never be certain about the reality and imagination.

.Writer of HOPPER WILSKY HAD IS FIRST ADVENTURE, GIRL FROM FAR FAR AWAY, SECOND CHANCES. This book contains some of my porms which is written in different phases of my life.Poems do help everyone to get over some pains and help us to fight and win. Poems always help me I hope everyone could become blissful to read and enjoy the fine literature the world has offered These poems of mine are not good I know some bad some worse but they are mine and I like them that's gold enough for me Hope you have happy life

Hopper is lovable kid with some bad memories of the past he takes admission in a school far from his home city which is yet another crime center of his country. He has heard many mythical stories in his childhood and now he is learning that they all are true. he found magical rings and then sets off to an adventure that took him to dark places and even to jail but he fight and wins against all odds with help of his friends who alone in the world where magic is forgotten can be trusted. Rules of country is strict, rich and poor have very different life. If Hopper can get to the power then he can change this all. Lets see what happens

Somewhere in the middleBetween her and meThere is life we left behind We ran away at last to be free I didn't called her name I didn't looked back for her She has life now, her dream I have mine, lonely empty I suffer She had the most gorgeous smileShe had the best ways to make laughShe had a heart desired to be loved World would not move when she talk Somewhere far in past memoriesI still have her close to me Her hairs are soft and voice melody I regret what I left behind to be free