despite what others say, you are the loveliest human being in this universe

Social-recluse Parker Collins doesn't expect to cross paths with the girl whose life he ruined years ago. But in a cold world that's left him bitter time and time again, maybe she's all the sugar he needs. ***** When Sugar Pearce moves into apartment 2B, the last person she expects for an upstairs neighbour is Parker Collins, her high school crush. But he's hardly the popular golden boy that she remembers; now he's a quiet, hard-working lawyer who doesn't like company and doesn't date. So when Sugar keeps running into him, at work and in their steamy apartment laundry room, she can't help but feel that fate is giving them a second chance at love. But is she ready to face the secrets that pulled them apart all those years ago? Is he? [[word count: 100,000-150,000 words]] Cover designed by Lydia Carr Content And/Or Trigger Warning: this story examines the PTSD associated with being a survivor of sexual assault. All Rights Reserved. Copyright © 2020 by Noelle N.

if nothing else works, call your mom. poetry #9

{SEQUEL TO CALL ME ELLA} Yes, seven years have passed since I broke free from my own from of twisted fairy-tale. I cut ties with my "evil" stepmother, my stepsisters and from all the hatred I had in me. Yes, I moved on and left that place, carried on to live my own life in my own terms, without defining myself in terms of how much I hated someone. Yes, I let go of my love to focus on myself, my dreams and my career. Yes, during all these years I've thought of him and missed him, but I've lived content with my decision, knowing it was for the best. Yes, I found myself and I feel free, I'm also ready to give myself a chance to focus on that other part I decided to put aside seven years ago. Yes, I'm ready to give love another chance, but even if I've changed a lot, I'm still the same girl from seven years ago in that celebrity retreat centre, just improved. I'm still Ella. BONUS BOOK in the Aware Princess Series flower: Daffodil, it symbolises "return my affection; new beginnings."

The darkest parts of you will leave stars behind.

Delia's never had an option when it comes to her job - the job she absolutely abhors. If she had a choice she'd surely quit but she can't. So she's forced to fly down to earth to reap yet another soul (she may have omitted the fact that yes, she is a reaper) and she might've ran into a few...complications. If complications equals misplacing a soul. Which might have happened. Possibly. But it wasn't her fault - it was the rain. Most definitely the rain. Which leads to our poor protagonist (though some may argue antagonist) dripping wet and frantic as she searches for a soul she'd accidentally lost (yes, that is possible, and no, she doesn't do it often). And while searching she might have happened upon a human. A stupid, ugly, lazy, irritating human. Except maybe this human isn't stupid. Or lazy. Maybe he's smart and funny and energetic and absolutely, breathtakingly gorgeous. But still irritating. And still human. Oh, and maybe, just maybe, this human can see her. COVER BY @justlyd

poems stories stuff

A collection of short stories inspired by fallen heroes—those forgotten and those most remembered.

Quinn scribbles tainted emotions across thin layers of white paper. But to who? To someone who blinks once, sees her, and blinks again-just to make her disappear. To someone who sees her as a symbol of the ocean. To someone who thinks the ocean is disgusting and hideous, filled with trash and pathetic wandering fishes. To someone who believes that Quinn needs to be a size zero to be labeled as 'beautiful.' If she isn't, why in the world will anyone care to love her? She's disgusting. Worthless. An enormous sailboat that makes the world sink. But how long will it take until she sinks herself?