Hades and Persephone. No kidnappings. No forced marriages. Sometimes love and desire go hand in hand. "We are but two dreamers in a reality that refuses us." ON HIATUS due to an extremely busy schedule at the moment, but I'm working on it, I swear.

Pen is not earth mother. And the boy is not gentle. But he is lovely and broken and if she could stop being a chickenshit she could call him up and ask him to take her to Casablanca. This is how the world begins.

Words became startling fragments as she replied, “I don’t want tomorrow,” and brushed his skin, so chilled beneath that white, linen shirt, pinching together in mounds to save heat. “I want you to feel warm for once.”

COMPLETEBurn, drown, scream it out to the horizon but come out of it alive so that i can laugh at your scars. and no one ever said that boarding schools were meant to be easy.

They are ancient pawns playing an ancient game.

[Rated for language, Short story] She's a typical bleeding heart, so when a suicidally depressed, foulmouthed, unpleasant mancreature shows up at her doorstep for shelter, it isn't like she has much choice but to take him in. Written entirely in dialogue

Story taken down due to plaigarism concerns. My apologies.

The greatest and most insignificant revelations are had in parks. Bonus points for snowflakes and December.

STORY REMOVED. He had created the game because he believed that love had to be won. . . nine pawns, two players, one winner.