"I can't go on with life anymore." She thought. And that's when the rain fell.

Elviden can't sleep and in the night she starts to hear music through her cracked-open bedroom window. Every night the music returns on a different instrument, it's beauty is far beyond anything imaginable. Elviden's curiosity turns into an insufferable infatuation, and then an extreme love for the strange musician. Told with a series of poems Elvedin explores the power of a miracle in this story.

Angel finds herself in love. Madly in love. But there are two people. The courageous, handsome, awe inspiring Leonardo, and the graceful, strong, beautiful Delilah. How can she pull out of her deep depression and figure out her one true love? But there's a twist... Leonardo and Delilah are the same person. Ever heard of genderfluid? Switching point of views we unwind an epic love triangle that will hopefully stop Angel's dark death wishes and bleeding wrists. (Warning: there is talk of self harm and depression and may be a trigger) This story is dedicated to those who's love has kept me alive.

Ella danced as if her life depended on it. Probably because it did. Sarah painted colors into a world that was slowly growing grayer. Ella danced and Sarah painted. Then one day Viola's Art School goes to the ballet studio to paint the dancers. Something changes in the hours Sarah stares at every angle of Ella, every change in shadows. Every dab of color. An itch in Sarah's heart and a spark in Ella's ignites. When Sarah painted Ella, something happened that only art could explain.