Some say that day and night meet at sunset, when the blazing sun departs, taking with it every last drop of light and when the moon calls upon its stars to illuminate the barren sky. In the story of Lucy, an aspiring writer, and Peter, a renowned boxer, day and night met because of an English project. Peter was supposed to be an inspiration for Lucy's project―nothing more and nothing less, but when this day and this night met, there were consequences. They didn't just collide; they stole what was left of each other's hearts. Now, Lucy writes to Peter, not in hopes that they'll reunite, but in hopes that he'll forgive her. Day never meant to break night's heart. It was fate that decided to play them like pawns in a twisted game against destiny. And Lucy will tell their story through her letters to the fighter. 《 She was the unscathed picture underneath the picture frame, flawless in its being. And he was the shattered glass that hovered just above. 》 Lovely Cover by : @shizunj

I, Brittany Malene, have been dubbed the oh-so honorable title of the school's "Slut." With great power, comes great responsibility and I just have to say that a lot of legwork went into this achievement. Pun intended. Okay, so it's not exactly ideal, but I'm the queen of making the best out of a sticky situation. Again, pun intended. Anyway, I think that what a girl chooses to do with her body is entirely her choice. While I've definitely made some pretty questionable choices over the years, there is a bigger picture at hand. From trying to save a damaged bad boy who wasn't worth the side effects, to saving other girls from making the same mistake. Needless to say, the walls I've meticulously built around my heart are strong enough to make conservatives weak in the knees. So, my brother's best friend, Sam "Nice Guy" Jacobs, is the least of my worries. Or so I thought.