"My Mama hates me. She's jealous of me. She hates me. She hates me." Read at your own caution. This is a dark story.

A little girl's letter to her dad, praying he just might see it.

we met when we were 16. at 42, i still miss you.

I wasn't best friends with him. I wasn't in love with him. We weren't related. But a part of me will always miss him, and I wish he could have seen that. I wish he could have seen how much he was truly loved and although life wasn't always easy, he did have people on his side. If only he had given us the chance.

"When she sees me, the woman shrieks. Doors open in time to see her fall to the ground, screams splitting the air as her severed neck parts in a spluttering trail of blood. I grip my katanas carefully, white gloves on white hilts, staring down the length of my twin swords at the people sprinting away from me." There were five of them, in the beginning. Five children who grew up and became masters of ninjutsu. Five teenagers who traveled the globe before being killed by an international mercenary called Compass. But even when you're dead, Compass doesn't let you rest. Sequel to The Razed City, #10 in Action Mature for violence, death and abuse

story #3 in the 'for the flawed' series. tw | abuse he thought he could fix her he thought he could make her b e a u t i f u l but beauty is in the eye of the beholder. (lowercase intended for stylistic purposes.) © 2015 flawed-

Police officer Tom Bevans is nicknamed the Sad Man by his colleagues. As a Family Liaison Officer he is always the bearer of bad news - it is his job to tell the friends and family of victims the fate of their loved ones. But Tom is weighted down by crimes both old and new - haunted by the death of his best friend Dani, whose murder has never been solved. When a rare opportunity emerges for Tom to take the lead in a horrific murder investigation, he is determined to get justice for the victim. A young girl has been found in her own home, cut so badly - and so carefully - that she has bled to death, leaving a deliberate pool of blood in the shape of angel wings....

"'They have no idea. What... you can do.' Ave walks over to the man, stepping on the fingers of the waiters around us, and puts her heeled foot gently on his injury. 'Who doesn't know what?' He moans. His face is ashy white, turning pale under the outflow of blood. 'Compass. You weren't supposed to... turn out like this...'" For ten years, five students have been training together, studying the art of ninjutsu. For years they've been learning under a masterful Sensei, honing their skills and shaping their bodies into powerful weapons. For years, they've been under the protection of a secret organization called Compass. But now, that's changing... Travel across the globe and meet evil waiters in Taiwan, gunmen in Mongolia, and the international police in France. Laced with action and plot twists, humor and mystery, the first book in Lessons Learned From Ninja is a gripping page turner that will leave you breathless. #10 in Action Mature for violence, death and abuse

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."

story #1 in the 'for the flawed' series. tw | eating disorder she just wanted to be skinny for him; she wanted to be the kind of girlfriend he'd be proud to have, even if he couldn't see her. he just wanted to see her, to be able to tell her she was beautiful and she'd know he was telling the truth, he wanted her to be happy. they wanted to be perfect for each other. and with that, they destroyed themselves. (some quotes aren't mine, lowercase intended for stylistic purposes.) © 2014 flawed- [Watty Awards 2014]