The Dark Night Of The Soul: Book 1: The Dark Night Of The Soul

By kiamesha denise sims, Katherina Star and Spring Violet

Genevieve Violet Reins is a woman beyond her time.  It has unfortunately left her lonely, misunderstood, but not alone.  When her only hope hides behind a door, she is curious to discover its secrets. There is a surprise that could shatter her soul, strengthen it, and give her everything she's wanted.

• Language: English
• Publisher: kiamesha denise sims
• Release date: Jan 22, 2021
• ISBN: 9781393513612

kiamesha denise sims

I am a young woman, an optimist yet I can very pessimistic sometimes. I am stubborn, driven, a romantic, a writer, and an author. I grew up with cerebral palsy and it was a struggle. I always had to prove myself and work harder than others just to do “normal” things. I was (kind of still am)mousy, a people pleaser. I made the best of it one achievement after the next, an actor on the stage. People knew of me but they didn’t really know me. It’s lonely. That’s why I starting writing. I wanted a connection. I wanted hope despite everything around me. I wanted real friends and love. I wanted a purpose. I started at age 10 with short stories. I read those back and they were definitely cringe-worthy fanfiction. Then they just got longer, deeper, soothing, healing. I was home. I decided this is what I wanted to do for the rest of my life and to share them despite being scared like hell. If I give hope or make someone dig deep within themselves and feel safe then I am a happy camper!

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This is for the underdogs and those who have helped them along the way. I appreciate you so much! XOXO -Kiamesha Denise Sims

The Dark Night Of The Soul: Book 1: Chapter 1:

There’s a kingdom similar to the Garden of Eden before and after the temptation. The first half of the kingdom was a pure vision with tons of saturated food, everyday life, glens, mountains, and trails that could lead you anywhere if you weren’t careful.

After hours of etiquette lessons, Genevieve Violet Reins replaced a waist empathizing vivid color ball gown with a blouse and pants. She dashed to the door that hid the book to all her answers. There was one thing in her way: the guardian that halted her every time she wanted to pass.

Genevieve Violet Reins, how many times do I have to cover for you? Josalyn, her best friend, the princess of their kingdom, asked. She was stern-looking with everyone else but Genevieve. She's pale-skinned, skinny, with the sun like locks and emerald eyes. She wore a Cinderella silver gown and a tiara and amulet that matched.

I apologize, but I was better off this time, Genevieve said.

Do we have to go back? Genevieve sighed.

Yes, we do, your mother wants a word with you, Josalyn replied.

A surplus of frogs paid rent in Genevieve’s throat as they walked back.

The queen, Elizabeth, and Genevieve’s Mom, Arianna, were talking like the best friends they had always been.

Sometimes I wish Genevieve was more like Josalyn; it would give me less of a headache, Arianna, Genevieve’s Mom, said as she sipped her tea.

Sure, she’s not a traditional woman, but she’s not supposed to be, Elizabeth, Josalyn’s Mom, and the queen said.

Elizabeth, no man will come near her, and she’s not getting younger and neither am I, Arianna pointed out.

I know, Elizabeth said.

There was a knock, and the girls walked in when their parents permitted them.

Genevieve couldn’t keep her eyes on her mother’s scolding expression, so she focused on squeezing her best friend’s arm and the mirror in the corner. I am not beautiful. My pigmentation is too dark. My height is too short and I look out of shape. My hair is too erratic. I have lazy eyes with no light in them. And these clothes make me feel like a fraud. Josalyn is so beautiful. Tall, elegant, poised, someone’s wife.