String Theory

I fell in love with a physicist, and then we lost ourselves. Maybe there are places we can all be happy. We just need to find those places. Or maybe they don't exist.

SALT

2nd place winner of the #TCC2016 contest. Taking place over four New Year's Eve parties, this is the story of how Jace meets Kennedy, how love is a both a savior and a devil, and how tears can sting like salt in the wound. Read more of Jace in my book 'Bad Nights.' This story lives in the same world as my other books...

The Definition of You and Me

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

Twelve Ways To Spend One's Christmas Eve

"Anna dislikes being stuck three-quarters of the way down a chimney. She really does. Not to mention, she's still going round North America, and there's, like, three continents still to get through in about as many hours."

Almost Lover

Jo Banks doesn't believe in coincidences. She also doesn't believe in fate, second chances, or that everything happens for a reason. She simply believes in facts and so far they haven't failed her. So when a boy ends up crashing into her life, making her question everything she believes in, her life will never be the...

Fade~ A Luke Hemmings fan fiction

"No one wants sadness, no one wants pain, you can't have a rainbow without a little rain." ©2014 darcy18ego

Ante Meridiem

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)]