"On The Eleventh Day"

On The Eleventh Day


“A letter from Me to You.”

“No time is perfect, but every time is perfect”

“Ruby Karyo”

I write this book to adhere that true love exists between souls from the same tribe and ethnic group, two souls that share a common thought, two souls whose worlds are incompatible but understandable, some-thing that cannot work out.
In their lives, astrology was the myth; they were the astrologists. Love became their journey, yet their hearts never left them. My name is Del-phina Asante, and we join hands with the universe to tell our life jour-ney of love and how it all started with one word; “hey.”

Based on True Events


Written By

Ruby Karyo

Chapter 1

In the past experiences of her relationship years, she had gotten shot so often: in her legs, arms, chest, heart, and soul. She took the bullet from every angle, and when she finally fell on her knee and was knocked down to the ground, she realized she still had love. No matter how much she disliked that person, she still had a passion for their soul. Regardless of how much love shot at her, she survived because “Love Still Wins.” She didn’t doubt the possibilities of love, but the thought that someone of her caliber existed was unfathomable. It was hard to believe so.

When Eli came into the picture, the prediction of that thought never came to her until she had fallen for him. She’d never seen a real, pure love blossoming like herself. The meditation of the soul sage drives the momentum of pure spirit into their soul’s heartbeat to love them. She feels free and enlightened, blessed that he is a part of her that would never change. She has released the fear of love, for com-mitment is her nature, but love is the hardest. To surrender is the most difficult, and she wants you to know that she would never change you for her. Be spontaneous; be open like the free book that you are. Breathe yourself into the beauty of joy, like the sound of the rain and the uniqueness of the forest. Be like the birds in the sky and the petals of a flower. Like a bee makes honey, be free because she would never change you for her.