Kem Nerak
@kemnerak.bsky.social
A writer of fantasy fiction and paranormal. Shifters seem to be my thing. Where does my mind go when I sit in front of the laptop and let the characters take over. They are after all the ones in charge😯
First Love
First love always lingers in the heart
Even after bad choices tore it apart
Love that was shared is always there
The memories embedded to always care
First love will never leave
the soul it consumed
First love is forever
—KEM
First love always lingers in the heart
Even after bad choices tore it apart
Love that was shared is always there
The memories embedded to always care
First love will never leave
the soul it consumed
First love is forever
—KEM
November 26, 2025 at 3:26 PM
First Love
First love always lingers in the heart
Even after bad choices tore it apart
Love that was shared is always there
The memories embedded to always care
First love will never leave
the soul it consumed
First love is forever
—KEM
First love always lingers in the heart
Even after bad choices tore it apart
Love that was shared is always there
The memories embedded to always care
First love will never leave
the soul it consumed
First love is forever
—KEM
November 26, 2025 at 3:22 PM
Reposted by Kem Nerak
If you see this, post your bird art 🪶
"German Eagle",
"Polish Eagle",
"Celtic Birds".
"German Eagle",
"Polish Eagle",
"Celtic Birds".
November 11, 2025 at 4:30 AM
If you see this, post your bird art 🪶
"German Eagle",
"Polish Eagle",
"Celtic Birds".
"German Eagle",
"Polish Eagle",
"Celtic Birds".
His muscles expanded into something unimaginable—he ran down the ski slope, he never thought it could even be possible.
As an infant he was brought to the human world. As a young adult he was left to live on his own in a secluded mountain home. Twelve years later, he didn't have a clue what he was
As an infant he was brought to the human world. As a young adult he was left to live on his own in a secluded mountain home. Twelve years later, he didn't have a clue what he was
November 2, 2025 at 9:22 PM
His muscles expanded into something unimaginable—he ran down the ski slope, he never thought it could even be possible.
As an infant he was brought to the human world. As a young adult he was left to live on his own in a secluded mountain home. Twelve years later, he didn't have a clue what he was
As an infant he was brought to the human world. As a young adult he was left to live on his own in a secluded mountain home. Twelve years later, he didn't have a clue what he was
This is what I do when I have writers block...
October 28, 2025 at 9:43 PM
This is what I do when I have writers block...
Eyes fixed on characters of fluff—appearing in the sky—dragons and unicorns, puppies and kittens. Wind–walkers travel on clouds, making way to unknown destinations. Reality sets in as they drift into nothingness. A clear blue sky awaits.
October 28, 2025 at 9:42 PM
Eyes fixed on characters of fluff—appearing in the sky—dragons and unicorns, puppies and kittens. Wind–walkers travel on clouds, making way to unknown destinations. Reality sets in as they drift into nothingness. A clear blue sky awaits.