When Storms Collide

He was lightning and thunder, frightening, but so magnificent. I was a hurricane, lost and in search of purpose. When we met it was like a collision of two catastrophes. But who knew chaos could be so beautiful, so addictive. And for a moment, he made me forget the destruction that is inevitable when two storms collid...

Rooter (#Wattys2015)

Oh my... That voice and that laugh. Those tattoos. Those muscles. Every single square inch of that man is pure, unadulterated perfection. Screw his reputation. I don't care that the local news has labeled him a "vicious criminal." The entire town may be afraid of him, but I'm not. I've known bad people in my life, my...