❝why's your band called 'road to serenity'?❞ ❝because when i was thinking about forming a band, i was thinking about what music means to me. it's kind of my safe place, my road to serenity.❞ in which a ninteen year-old stiles from the us is the drummer of a not well-known pop-punk band called road to serenity, and lydia from canada is his seventeen year-old biggest fan. oh and, their only way of communication is twitter. [small caps intended, mostly texts/messages] [completed]

Norah Appleton has a rather odd problem. She can’t seem to sit down and study for her life, and it’s not even like she has the slightest signs of ADHD or dyslexia. She just cannot study. When she looks at the words dully carved into her physics book, all her mind can wonder about are tales of Greek gods which, from her perspective, are ‘hella cooler’. Emmet Lieber, for the first time in his seventeen year old dry life, has made a new friend — a new friend who can’t even register the beautiful words of education. And if the so-called new friend isn’t even a B grade student, then it’s a definite ‘no no’ from Emmet’s overly uncompromising parents. A story of one boy, one girl and loads and loads of undisclosed words scribbled on educational books as one of them tries to school the stupider just for the sake of keeping his foremost friendship — and maybe, just maybe, a few undisbursed kisses that has nothing to with The Laws of Refraction.

charlie works late nights and watches even when you think he is gone.

Annie Scott and James Cantor are new to the whole “relationship” thing. They’re used to hook-ups instead of relationships, casual dating instead of commitment. Despite the fact that neither of them knows much about keeping a serious relationship, they try their best to keep theirs as stable as possible – but it’s getting harder every day. And as the tension starts growing, they realize their story might not have a happy ending. Instead, their relationship might just crash and burn. Romance #173 Short Story #41 - June 16, 2014

© moonxriver/farfalla Trailer Edits.

The Gemini knew that there would be consequences to breaking their underworld deal. They just didn't know how big said consequences would be. Really fucking big, as it turns out. [Paranormal #79 - 12/29/13] [for NaNoWriMo 2013]

They say a picture is worth a thousand words, when all I really want is five.

in which the active costumer and the boy behind the counter send notes to each other in hope of help. © kodaline

When Ella-Mia decided to profusely stalk the college database and email the guy of her dreams, she honestly never meant for two things to happen. One - that the student number she typed would be incorrect and the email would accidentally be sent to the wrong person. Two - the person she mistakenly sent the email to would be suicidal and on the brink of losing himself. It was all about love for Ella, but now, none of that mattered. Not when there was a life on the line and especially not when that person was Grayson Forrester, lonely, forlorn and buried in guilt deeper than the Indian Ocean. Grayson has no reason to stay, nothing to hold him back in this cold bitter world. But then Ella realises one thing. Maybe people don’t need to be given reasons to live; maybe they don’t need to be told everything will be okay. Maybe all they need is a touch. A touch of hope. [Short story - #27 Teen-Fiction - #213]