Kaylen Lutyens. 19 years old. A stoic, reserved, architecture student with a shattered family. He thinks love is but a waste of emotions. Emerald Blake. 25 years old. A soft-hearted, loving, single, college professor with a six-year-old son. He desires that special someone who would stick by him forever. The...
A story about the popular boy and the nerd. About discovering who you are and accepting it. Achievements: #1 in LGBT #13 in FreeTheLGBT #23 in Teen Fiction #1 in No More Bullying [This story will always be a draft] © 2017 IIIXMM
The story of a young Indian girl in a typical Indian household, beautiful and independent ... but never forgetting her roots or the most important thing in her life; family.
Every Tuesday during football practice, sixteen year old Sem Bolton finds himself stealing glances at the gorgeous college boy jogging down the path next to the fields. He was his dirty little secret. His guilty pleasure. His unobtainable fantasy: safe and distant on the other side of the chainlink fence. Then, throu...
Featured by @lgbtq // Ian Lutyens. 20 years old. A stoic, reserved, architecture student with a shattered family. He thinks love is but a waste of emotions. Noah Hart. 23 years old. A soft hearted, loving, elementary school teacher with no family. He desires the deep affection that stays forever. The two opposites me...
❝If I'm going to write a book it will be about you − about your flaws − because when I first fell in love with you it was because of your flaws.❞ All rights reserved @ o p t i c a l i t y | 2017
Where my thoughts simply flow out of my mind, enveloped in poetic devices. #26 in Poetry (30March18) Cover by @Karran
highest #4 in short story. Dear, Internet. This is a true story. It is about all the things wrong with Sarah. The truth of her life has finally been revealed, the information given is provided from a reliable source. All her wrongs are arranged systematically in an yearly order, where each chapter corresponds with h...
At 00:00, Cinderella ran away from her prince, leaving a glass slipper on the marbled steps of the grand staircase. At 00:00, I ran away from him. Unlike Cinderella, I didn't leave a single thing behind. © sonderingly