Jas gives me a sympathetic look. She sighs heavily, long nails tapping against the wooden table, dodging the 'Missing' posters scattered all over the surface. "Maybe," she finally says, "Just maybe, he doesn't want to be found, Ava." I clench my jaw. "No. I refuse to believe that. He's not like that." "What do you know?" Jas snorts, finally withdrawing her hand from the table and turning back to look at me. "You don't even know him." xx Ford Wilson was in three out of four of Ava Jackson's classes. They had one mutual friend, did a project together once in sophomore year, and had the same lunch. When Ava's car had broke down, she had even ended up parked outside of Ford's house, asking for gas. In Ava's life, he was everywhere. And yet, she didn't notice him until he was nowhere to be found.

The beautiful die young.

❝ it's more complex than it ought to be. ❞ lowercase intended copyrighted | lynn ferrer | two thousand & fifteen

❝Nights are for talking.❞ [Short Story #36]

sonder n. the realization that each random passerby is living a life as vivid and complex as your own—populated with their own ambitions, friends, routines, worries and inherited craziness—an epic story that continues invisibly around you like an anthill sprawling deep underground, with elaborate passageways to thousands of other lives that you’ll never know existed, in which you might appear only once, as an extra sipping coffee in the background, as a blur of traffic passing on the highway, as a lighted window at dusk.

The ending for me is not when I float towards the earth, but when I fall towards you.

Maybe one day you will come back and we will look at each other with the same love in our eyes as we did on that fateful night in September when I first met you. Maybe you will come back and I will remain here and you will know where to find me just like your tree house you built so many years ago.

Lines We Forget is now published and available in both e-book and paperback on Amazon and at all good book retailers. *** Love never comes easy, especially to those who aren't prepared for it... Twenty-four-year-old musician Charlie Stone has always played the classics. It's just another day of playing the same old songs when he notices her-Anna Garrett, a beauty with cold-bitten, rosy cheeks and a coffee cup clutched in her hands. Five songs later, and she's still standing there. He vows to steal her heart the only way he knows how. In the heart of London, chance encounters are few and far between, but a warm melody can bring people together... New day, same old disappointments. Anna Garrett believes her luck at finding love has stalled before it's even started when she's stood up for a second date with a friend of her housemate. But when she sees a handsome musician playing his heart out, everything changes. Memories come flooding back. As she listens to the music, Anna realises she must take matters of love and luck into her own hands. When opposites attract, sparks fly... After a series of wonderful, unconventional dates, feisty Anna and hopeless romantic Charlie declare their love for each other. But their newfound bond is rocked to its core by a New Year's Eve party gone awry that threatens to throw them off course. Finally, a bright future appears to be within their grasp. But when Anna's world fractures and distance comes between them, the real work begins. Will their love go on in perfect harmony, or become another old song full of Lines We Forget? *** All rights reserved. This book or any portion thereof may not be reproduced or used in any manner whatsoever without the express written permission of the publisher except for the use of brief quotations in a book review. Copyright (c) 2016 J. E. Warren & Limitless Publishing Cover Copyright (c) 2016 J.E. Warren

Ashley became an interrogator to support her family and protect her city from the anarchic Renegades. When Daniel enters her interrogation room, she can't decide whose mind is more corrupted: his or hers. ※ ※ ※ ※ ※ In the year 2130, water is both life and death. Ingesting water contaminated with Renegadea Protozoa can turn a person into a Renegade, or a destructive, anarchic criminal. It's 17-year-old Ashley Cummins's responsibility as a junior interrogator to filter out the petty thieves from the true Renegades. However, interrogating the cocky, defiant, and handsome Daniel Fadhill interferes with her duties. Swept up in Daniel's riptide, Ashley must decide for herself where her loyalties lie. After all, it only takes one contaminated sip to become a Renegade.

❝ the worst way for friendships to end is for literally nothing to go wrong. you just stop talking.❞