The palace is a graveyard of dreams and hope. It slowly lures you in with its mesmerizing beauty, giving silky promises of power and wealth. But as soon as you take a step into the mirage, the doors snap shut. Then you realize... The high palace walls are nothing more than a cage of bones. The peaceful lotus pool is...
def. » white: The lightest shade of the colour spectrum, often associated with purity, and in some cultures, death. a series of connected short stories
Lily and Jason were destined to meet, to fight for what they want, to balance each other's opposite personalities and to rise against all odds to fall in love. It should have been perfect. They were a family, a team, a once-in-a-lifetime partnership, but then destiny changed. Lily was taken. It was sudden, unnecessary...
Don't look at me. There is nothing to see. I don't have the hourglass body you want. I don't have the toned muscular legs you crave. I don't have the easygoing personality you like. I can't talk to people, I can't even sustain a conversation for 3 minutes. I am just awkward. Well, why are you still looking at me...
[You can now purchase 100 Voicemails' paperback on Amazon!] After a car accident, seventeen year old Steve Carlton, goes into a coma. When he does wake up after a few months, he suffers from temporary memory loss. During this time, he starts to go through his messages and voicemails on his cellphone, trying to get a...
HIGHEST RANK- #5 in Science Fiction (6/23/16) Would you give up everything you've ever loved for a world that never even knew your name? Be an unnoticed hero, almost nonexistent... Rogue 33 is a powerful Deviant devoted to the military, the government, and the nation of Valburn. Confident that every aspect of...
[SAMPLE ONLY. PUBLISHED IN OCTOBER 2016] - LINK TO PURCHASE E-BOOK ON MY MESSAGE BOARD! "Why are you being nice to me? I'm a freak, I'm blind," Riley had once asked her, but Ellie could never answer that question, and she would never be able to. Ellie Burke is just this simple town girl, who will never look at the wr...
robin des bois - french, meaning "robin hood" Isis Greene is a girl with an unconventional hobby. She steals from the rich to give to the poor, or as she believes, restores some much needed balance to the universe. But after one robbery gone wrong, she finds herself in more trouble than she'd ever anticipated, and he...
June Love is a nineteen year old girl with a passion for art. After signing up for an art course competition to get her work recognized, she realizes she is sharing the same interest with Aiden Blackwood, a cute boy she's spotted several times at her favorite coffee shop. However, after properly meeting him, she insta...
As a 'fat girl', Quinn Jones' life consists of problem after problem, leaving her quite insecure. Moving to a new school for senior year didn't help that either. With a new set of people to stare at her, she's terrified. But then, a miracle happens. Connor, the school's toughest guy, decides to watch over her, making...
He rushed through the streets of the Borough Market, passing quaint flower stalls and antique shops. This was his home, and he just liked roaming the streets once in a while. She ran through the crowd passing khaki pants, floral skirts, and ripped jeans. She wiped away a tear from her cheek, feeling scared. Tinier th...
❝You and me,❞ he whispered, ❝until the end of time.❞ // A chronicle of Junie Bennett's birthdays from the ages of ten to twenty one.
Peyton has no family. Her parents died in a car crash, her grandparents died a while ago and she's an only child. She's been to at least fifteen funerals in her lifetime, for family but now she only has one more funeral to go to. Her own.
Imagine being fifteen years old with your first crush, wanting your first kiss. Now imagine constantly having nightmares where you die. If those nightmares came to life, would you survive?
There really wasn't any stopping it. It wasn't my fault that my skin was as dark as the night, or my nose was broader than any other's, my hair was always rough looking and broke easily. There was nothing I could do, because to them I will and always will be, the black girl. HR: #3 Short Story Graphic by caesium-