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Hey Besties Welcome to Dear Besties by Cici Tiwa Speaks, where we talk about life, love, books, and all the wild thoughts that live rent-free in my head. Think of this as our personal space—raw, real, and full of vibes. Whether it’s deep conversations, funny stories, or unfiltered truths, we’re in this together. So grab your headphones, and let’s gist like besties do

In a remote mountain village in the north, the men have all left to work in faraway places, leaving behind a group of lonely, yearning women to care for their children.

Standing at the threshold of the eerie decaying house, the darkness within beckons, pulling you closer into its ancient secrets. The whispers grow louder as the wind rustles through the haunting vines, their untold stories carried in every gust that passes. 'Dare you enter?' The house seems to ask, its creaking woods and sighing shadows echoing with unanswered questions. With fear rooting you on the spot, you find yourself staring into the bottomless abyss beyond the entrance. Like it is the mouth of some giant beast threatening to swallow you whole. You hesitantly take a step forward, the ...

Three Sisters and the Vampire's CurseThis text introduces three sisters, Sarah, Emma, and Rachel, who discover they are the prophesied Triad, destined to fight dark forces. Separated at birth, they reunite and inherit magical powers, leading them to their ancestral home. Under the guidance of a Whitelighter, they confront supernatural threats, including an ancient vampire named Viktor who steals others' powers. They gain allies in a wizard and magical guardians and find an ancient sanctuary to aid their fight. Ultimately, the sisters realize their strength lies in their family bond, preparing ...

he old Henderson house looms at the end of Maple Street, its weathered windows like hollow eyes staring down at sixteen-year-old Sarah as she hurries past. Everyone knows the stories about that house – the mysterious disappearances, the strange sounds at night, the shadows that seem to move on their own. But tonight, something feels different. Sarah clutches her puppy Max's leash tighter as a chill runs down her spine. The street is empty, but she can't shake the feeling that someone – or something – is watching her. Her footsteps quicken, echoing off the crumbling sidewalk. The ...