Conte de Noël écrit pour le magazine Le P’tit Corrézien

Cette nouvelle a été rédigée dans le cadre de la Masterclass Bernard Werber de The Artist Academy Exercice de la balle de tennis jaune Jeanne n’en pouvait plus d’attendre. Cela fait presque une heure qu’elle était là, et il restait…

Nouvelle écrite dans le cadre du prix littéraire « Écrire au féminin ». Les seules conditions pour participer à ce concours étaient de n’avoir jamais été édité, sauf en auto-édition, de n’avoir jamais gagné un prix aufeminin et de proposer une histoire…

The sin seems sweet still so surrealAnd stifle soft since the last chillYou have to keep me from all wrongSo that the sin won’t come along The signs are here to guide the heartAmongst all things we need to partFor…

When you smile to meThe world is no longer scaryWhen you hold my handI feel like I am grand When you press me to your heartMy life becomes like artWhen you say « I love you »I know that we are true…

It all happened so suddenlyWhen you split us up casuallyEverything started to stumbleAnd my soul began to crumble My heart couldn’t beat properlyTorn between hate and apathyMy breath went short in a drowningYet still vivd to keep yelling Understanding is…

Inside of me, there was a scarLeft long ago but still not farThe wound was silent, yet sleepingDreading it soon would be waking Inside of me, there was a wallFive inches thick and ten feet tallThe edge was sharp to…

Every night when I’m aloneI think of you my sweet unknownAnd if sometimes I do feel fearI think of you who should be here I want you here, I want you thereYou’re ought to be in everywhereIf you can reach…

I saw him standing in the crowdWith the bearing of a kingAnd the glow of a cloudAll went dire and abiding The silence had taken my earsAnd the obscurity blocked my eyesLetting out thousand of tearsThat, despite my will, told…