the road trip of a lifetime. [ cover by blissom / trailer by blissom ] [ started march 30th, 2013 - ended february 18, 2015 © paulina r. all rights reserved ]

Sometimes all you really need is a place to call home. *** Claire is lost and scared and utterly alone. Her family is in shambles after the death of her older sister Ina, and she's left to pick up the broken pieces of herself as her life heads into a downwards spiral of loneliness. Her heart leads her to 5:48, a little cafe by 33rd street, where she finds her new home. With a broken heart and a speech disability, Jasper has his heart and mouth sewn shut by the winding threads of hurt and fear. Painting and serving coffee in cafe 5:48 are one of his last few saving graces, but the smile he's been painting on himself will soon fade away as everything he's ever held dear slips away from his grasp. Ezra is out-of-sync and oddly cold by the way life has treated his young self. Abandoned by his single mother at an early age, he has grown up thinking that he is a mistake. His constant shaking hands are a reflection of what he often thinks of himself, but the delightful pastries he bakes for 5:48's customers are a reflection of what others see of him. Drew is a quirky rarity. He is a dash of loud, a pinch of exuberant, and a cup of eccentric - just like the meals he serves in the cafe as the only chef there. Behind his playful grins and outlandish clothes, however, are his jutting ribs, hollowed cheeks, and too-thin arms. Sometimes he cannot stomach being in his own skin as much as he cannot stomach food. This family has gone a long way from finding each other, and they'll be going a long way together too as reality comes catching up to them, threatening the newfound happiness they've found with each other. Secrets are revealed, pasts become presents, and lives are changed. Slowly but surely, they find their way back home. *** NOTE AS OF 08/2026: This is the old version of the story from 2012, posted in FULL. Another story that will be considered a reprise of this old version is in the works, and will be posted under the name "Hiraya House."

❝When I met you . . . you're the first person in my life, besides my family, that treated me like a regular human being. You're my first friend and my best friend. I would be lying if I said meeting you wasn't most the most important day of my life. And the one that would end up eventually ruining it.❞-Annalise Martin. Annalise Martin's skies are painted darkly, filled with darkness from a life many would not wish to lead. Through a series of letters, Annalise hopes to find closure over losing her best friend and lover, Finland Erickson. But sometimes, we need a little bit of perspective to paint our own skies. Cover art by: norhuu on tumblr

Rosie Alder-Pembrook isn’t planning on letting her ultra-feminist club get shut down due to the senior class council’s budget cutbacks (and to be honest, it’s kind of killing her senior year buzz). But when it seems that the only way to revive it is to strike a deal with the semi-sexist/mostly ignorant Class Council president, Peter Bevan, to help him fix what he broke with ex-girlfriend/real life Barbie doll, Ella Hall, she’s made to wonder if it’s quite worth selling her soul over. And so, alongside her best friend, (who she’s sure wasn’t always this hot) a group of angry teenage feminists, and the outlandishly willing drama department, Rosie embarks on a mission to reclaim her beloved club – at whatever the cost.

Amity always wanted the perfect life with the perfect mate to sweep her off her feet, and carry her off, so they could have the perfect children. Her dream doesn't exactly work out when she discovers her mate is the cruelest Alpha in all of North America. How will poor innocent Amity learn to love the coldest Alpha, and how will her mate learn to love? Especially when another werewolf wants Amity all to himself... cover made by @weeknder HIGHEST RANKING: fantasy ~ #179, werewolf ~ #333 [completed and in need of major editing]

"No amount of coffee could keep me awake like you do." Jake is the hockey player with the hot girlfriend. Katie is the girl with a name no one remembers. Jake is used to getting what he wants. Katie is used to getting coffee for her hungover mother. Until one night, one chance meeting between two strangers changes everything. No words, no stories to share, and above all, no names. Just two people who don't know each other, a hot string of kisses in bathroom, and a mutual goodbye. Except there's one problem: Katie felt something.

She was freshmeat. A girl with hair darker than night itself, each strand glistened like stars would. Her voice was kept in her throat, only being heard at the rarest of times. She wasn't weak like her appearance, she slowly fighting within her body. She was something no one would have thought to be seen next to their school president. The school council were the only ones who knew the ways of the president. A smile never reaches his face, his skin never touched another's and his admireres are afraid to go near him. Josephine was one the unknown ones, no one knew if she was lucky or not to be an errand girl for the school president. They did know, however, she was never meant to be by the president side. She was never meant to be one of the tainted.

his story is different from mine. yet somehow our stories became interlaced. so i'll write both of ours, but it'll be hidden. it won't be visible underneath the invisible ink. <cover by @haxrry> <lowercase intended. meaning i want everything to be lowercase. please don't tell me i have bad capitalization>

They weighed her down like a sweater that would never fit. _________________________________________________________ -editing, slow updates- Cover by @etherealinsanity

[Includes Something about Summer & After Rain] Raine Evans had everything. Okay, maybe not. So she avoided her problems a bit too much and didn't have the best past, but she was happy. Then summer came. What started out as a crazy challenge and a devious, match-making best friend turned into an unconscious game of hearts. And somehow, everything she had been running from became inevitable. Three years later, it's all still broken. Forever had became just another seven letter word, and moving on was the only way to go. Until a chance meeting puts everything on pause. But no one's really ready to try again. After all, things are so much harder the second time around [WattyAwards2012 Finalist: Humor]