❝ i always find myself looking over to your window. ❞ copyrights - all right reserved.

❝ this is probably the closest possible way i can ever reach you. ❞ copyrights - all right reserved.

"Some spoke with words. Some spoke with music. She spoke with her paintbrush and he listened." - REVIEWS: "Absolutely amazing, I just can't get enough of this series. Gives me all sorts of feels. I couldn't rate this on a scale of 1 to 10 because I would give it something beyond, that's how great this series is. 🌟🌟🌟🌟🌟 × infinity." - @Kaybae1212 "This was short, simple, yet so meaningful. Flawless is an understatement for this wonderful masterpiece." - @roseofwinter28 - Book 3 in the "Pure Love Tales" series. Highest rank: #42 in Short Story.

"Do you like texting more or writing letters?" "Writing letters sounds more romantic." "And that's why we are texting." In which a boy and girl meet because of a stupid school project Credits: Cover: @sunswept

"Is this seat taken?" "Yes, someone is sitting there." "Who?" "Not you." • At the golden age of five, Nathan Ackerman had developed a charming and patient personality. At the golden age of five, Lilian Burk had developed a sassy and caring personality. At the golden age of five, these two sat together on the bus. Credits: Cover- @quaddle

When Kelsey is pratically forced to attend Taylor's wedding, she is asked to dance with her ex in front of a crowd of people. A six minute slow song gives six minutes for conversation. Six minutes for Ryan Scott to sweep Kelsey Davis off of her feet. Again. The cover was made by @nerdfpiper and it's incredible! If you need a cover, she's your girl!

"Are you the only family of Hallie?" The doctor asked him. "Y-yes." He sighed pushing his sweaty hair behind with his tired bloody fingers. "Who are you, may I ask? Her brother?" The doctor asked lowly, his white hair and thick moustache making Bradley sweat. "No. I'm her father." He simply replied. "You seem young. Where is the mother?" The old doctor asked slightly disgusted by Bradley. "Dead." He sniffed. His head started to spin. The doctor was asking too many questions. "I'm sorry to hear that." The doctor cleared his throat mentally slapping himself for asking such a grim question. This made it harder for him to tell this 22 year old boy. "Your daughter has stomach cancer. Last stage." He said softly. His stomach doing back flips looking at Bradley's face fall. "How long does she have doctor?" Bradley shook his head locking his hands above it. "She is dying Bradley. She has about three days to live." Just three days to live. ©Copyrights Reserved.

A story in which two ex-lovers see if ten minutes can heal the damage caused by an all consuming love. 'when you spend time with the person you're in love with one minute seems like forever.'

Tick Tock...Tick Tock... On the 8th of April in 1999 at 12:00am, a life was given... Now on 8th of April 2015 at 12:00am a life will be taken... The only living thing is the sound... Tick Tock...Tick Tok...

He is beaten, bruised, broken. She is stolen, used, falling. His hideaway, his safe place, she invaded, they collided, pulled out by a violent Riptide, stolen by the current, and swept into a beautiful story, unfolding before them. "Are you ready to see my demons?"