Just some old 1800s version fairytales that relate to the show Once Upon A Time and may ruin your childhood XD

A collection of my poems. We all need a little poetry sometimes, I hope you get satisfied on here... Endeavor to tap the star when your done reading and drop comments. Thank you. Updates will occur frequently, and just like my book, it would be every Saturday...

Romeo and Juliet is a tragedy written by William Shakespeare early in his career about two young star-crossed lovers whose deaths ultimately reconcile their feuding families. It was among Shakespeare's most popular plays during his lifetime and along with Hamlet, is one of his most frequently performed plays. Today, the title characters are regarded as archetypal young lovers. Cover done by @zuko_42

Looking at him from across the cafeteria my heart just stops. He bites his lower lip slightly as he reads the following words off of his new book, adjusting his hair from time to time. How can someone you've spent all of high school trying to forget still be the one to hold your heart?.. Stop staring! I look away and my eyes focus on something else... He's still the one I love. After all this time. I can't change that.. But he hates you. I wince at the thoughts coursing through me. You don't know that for sure.. Oh who am I kidding? Of course he hates me. If I was him I'd hate me too. A frown makes its way onto my face. Maybe just one more peek.. I glance back at him only to see his blue eyes no longer on the pages of his book but on me. We lock eyes and everything else disappears for a moment. My brown ones widen in shock. Shit! I try to look away but my eyes stay focused on him, and only him. ..Then something amazing happens.. He smiles. *currently editing some chapters* (This is sort of like the prologue. It is not in the book though. I wrote this so that you all can read it and see what's in store for this book. And I suck at descriptions so this is all I could think of. Also I curse a lot so yeah) (#14 in teen fiction)

"These scars will always be here! You're stuck with someone who harms herself for release and is covered with old wounds! You deserve a beautiful, strong, amazing mate! Yet you force yourself to stay with me!" I shouted. He stepped forward until our foreheads were nearly touching. He gripped my right wrist. "For the rest of our lives together, these scars will always be here. I promise this to you: every morning I will kiss these scars. Every single one. Every night I will kiss them again. During every meal I will rub your stomach so you won't be insecure about it ever again. Every second of free time I have will be dedicated to you. To making you feel loved. More than anything, I promise to love you, through thick and thin. If you relapse, I'll be there. If you start skipping meals again, I'll be there. If you gag yourself, I'll be there. You're stuck with me babe. And I promise you right now, you won't need a blade to find release once I've gotten to you." Alice is the lowest ranked wolf in her pack. When it turns out that the Alpha is her mate, she assumes he likes her just as much as she does- not at all. When he finds out she's been harming herself and barely eating, he attempts to balance caring for his beloved and being responsible for his pack. The Alpha has a lot on his plate, what with his mate ready to run away and his pack demanding her to become the Luna. How will they ever manage? One simple answer: Together. *TRIGGER WARNING* self-harm, eating disorder, low self-worth.

Poems for Good Measure

In Elemental magic you can be one of four magic types; water, fire, earth, and air. The only problem is Violet is none of these things. Is she what they call a magic dud, or is she something rarer, more powerful, and more dangerous than anyone could have imagined!? Teasers, "Em, most girls sneak out for a boy, you sneak out for a unicorn." I began to cry as it reached for my face."No!" I screamed. "Please No!" I went to pull back the shower curtain, but some nagging thought in the back of my head stopped me. I didn't have a little brother, so why was there a little boy in my bathroom? I gulped and with shaking hands pulled back the shower curtain. "What!? How could that be!?" I yelled, and covered my hand with my mouth. Shouting wasn't such a good idea right at this moment. If someone heard us and came up here to investigate the noise we were making, they would find a boy and a girl, a bloody knife with both their finger prints on it, and a very very dead body. "Don't touch her!" he hissed and lunged at Henry. Running through the night wearing nothing but a flimsy hospital dress, while waving a dismembered hand in his hand, was a strangeness no regular person could hope to inspire to.

After escaping her past, Miranda finds herself in coastal Maine, and when she meets Owen, she must help him uncover what truly happened to his now-dead ex. ***** On the run from her abusive ex, Miranda Lewis figures a small town in coastal Maine is just the place for her to lay low. There she befriends Claire, the owner of a local cafe, and her son, Owen. A woodworker and musician, he keeps to himself, especially since the town believes he played a part in the disappearance of the town's pride and joy... a skilled artist and his former girlfriend. As the two begin to grow closer, Miranda agrees to help him uncover the truth behind what really happened, especially now that strange things are occurring again, leading all roads back to Owen. [[word count: 70,000-80,000 words]] Cover designed by Simone Northey