Sick of cliché Wattpad books? Then this isn't the book for you. We take every single over-used plot, character and trope on Wattpad - from player-meets-nerd to my-boyfriend-is-a-vampire - and mash it all into one, awful, hilarious parody. NOTE: This is a parody. Characters have not been created to mock a race/nationality/sexuality, they have been created to lightly poke fun at the way certain teen fiction writers reduce them into crude stereotypes. Thanks for helping this pile of junk get to #1 in Humor!

No one really knows anything. Least of all, me. And because of that, chaos and adventures ensue.

Life for Rose is a game. A deadly game. She lives in the squalor of Subterran Prime: a sprawling underground world where mad gods sleep around the fools who serve them; where the savage Justicars seek out criminals and undesirables for swift justice at the end of their bronze beaks; where hapless slaves are branded with the mark of the cypher and fed to the starving masses or the gluttenous ruling class. In this world Rose has two things: her intersex lover, Jay Chimera, and her imagination. Geared with both, she hurtles through dreamworlds and virtual realities, until she discovers the ultimate gift: a drug, the Haze, that makes her dreams reality. But in order to get the Haze she must put herself in the way of the Justicars and face their terrible thirst for punishment. Can Rose and Jay play the game and reach the next level in their quest for escape, or will they lose everything? This is a self-contained novelette that serves as a taster of my current work-in-progress, the full-length novel Troglodyte Rose. This is loosely adapted from a novella published in 2009 by Cadaverine Publications, which was a finalist for a Lambda Literary Award. The interactive website that accompanies this story is available at troglodyterose.com. Artwork by Kurt Huggins and Zelda Devon. Interactive website designed by Michael Bryant.

If you ever find yourself losing hope, I will be there to hold your hand and help you move forward. You're not alone, I'm here for you.

Do you know that feeling of pain, sorrow and grief that evades your soul when you've lost someone truly dear to your heart? This is my story. My pain. My guilt. My sorrow. My agony. A collection of emotional, pain driven poems written to her deceased lover, the magical painter.

A collection of poems on internal conflict.

Death is asked the age old question. Usually, they have a response quick at hand, but this time, they were caught a little off-guard while they were reaping someone. -- Just a little humorous thing that I came up with after being dissatisfied with how people constantly romanticize Death.

You always visit me. In sadness, In silence. Like flashes Like waves. You come to make me smile, You leave to make me cry. © January 2014