[coming this summer] Preston Declan, when solidly on ground, is witty and undeniably charming. But the moment he boards any airplane, his bone-threading phobia of flying seeps in, forcing him to succumb to his inner fears. Jupiter Hale is neutral about planes - doesn't love them nor dislikes them. She's been on one enough times to call the airline her second home considering that she's tossed between her parents every other month. Besides being placed as plane partners, Preston can't deny Jupiter the fact that she calms his plane anxiety. Just her touch makes him feel fuzzy, and frankly, he unearths emotions alien to Jupiter. Turns out Preston is going to need all the tranquility he can muster the moment their airplane is caught in severe storm, resulting in much delay. Romance doesn't come without a bit of Turbulence. - Short Story #17 // Humor #103 - Cover credits to @mags_73

[COMPLETED] You never know what you have until you are about to lose it.

A dialogue short story about the things we wake up to that remind us there are still things in this life worth waking up for. ante meridiem - [adv. & adj.] "before noon;" Abbr: A.M. Or a.m. [credit to owner of image (not me)]

In which I am you, you are me, and we are the moments that define us.

"Sometimes happiness feels like a chore." A short story chronicling the relationships (and lack thereof) of Drew; in which nights and days are spent curled up in the tear-and-food-stained sheets, with and without the warmth of another living soul, because he has lived like this and he'll probably die like this -- whether he likes it or not. (As if life ever bothered to ask). Otherwise known as: Sleep is for the weak, and love is for those asleep. So Andrew shouldn't wonder why he's virtually a self-induced insomniac who might just very well die of loneliness one day.