It wasn’t fair. Life wasn’t fair. Why couldn’t we be together? Why was it so wrong?Why didn’t he hate me for being the tempting apple that ruined Eden? WARNING: mature subject matter

He was the reason I rose in the morning and lived out the day; the one thing that kept me from ending it all by night. He was my muse for living, so to speak. Without him, I was a callous shell, frigid and emotionless. Without him, there was no me.

Two selfless people, one selfish night, ends well after the sunset

He was Mr. Perfect, Mr. Right, if you will, but I wasn’t looking for perfect or right. I wanted damaged. Just like me.

I wanted to reach out and touch him, but thought better. At times like these it was just easier to let him be, at least, until it blew over. But just watching him there made my heart ache in ways I would never understand until much later in my life. SLASH

A short scene of morbid vamp humour

Love is sweet, beautiful, pure; But also, bitter, sad, and dreamcrushing.

I wonder if you ever feel the way my eyes trace your body every chance they get. Wordlessly memorizing ever facet, every dimple, every curve. I wonder if you ever noticed the way my eyes would slowly catch yours, and in that fleeting moment, see your soul

Of course I wanted to know what was bugging him so bad he felt the need to punch me dead in the jaw. He stepped forward and I got the urge to take a step back, but I didn’t. I regretted that decision about ten seconds later. Warning: SLASH

God, why wouldn’t he just deem me insane and lock me up, anything to get me out of this torture session. He was acting like he cared, that was his first mistake. 'Strike one' Warning" SLASH

It was the way she emphasized ‘here’, like she wasn’t a part of ‘here’, like ‘here’ was this alien place, like ‘here’ wasn’t where she’d spent her entire life, like ‘here’ wasn’t her legacy. Warning: HINTS OF SLASH

A recollection of a first kiss. This is a small part of a story I've been writing. It's supposed to be a dream that's why names aren't mentioned. PLEASE REVIEW! Warning: SLASH

When you search for things you shouldn't. Don't be surprised if the answer is too much to handle...

Ode to pride & prejudice...

If you could play god, would you?

Skye just got back from rehab. She has you skin, your hair, and your eyes. Skye is you, Skye is me, she's just not her. And she's not an addict. At least, according to her. She is always is control. Or she thinks so...

Take a trip with three very different young couples. They all have once thing in common: They discovered the confusion of love. Read every word carefully beacuse what you think you see, and what is there may be two very different things.

When supernatural forces intervene in Naila's life, She is forced to confront a past that was once forgotten. But the one question that needs an answer is: Are we vampires or butterflies? You'll soon question your idea of evil.