Humanities(Short Story)

Character is destiny. -Heraclitus In which a student falls in love with his Humanities professor.

Let's Play A Game, Alpha

"When will you accept me?'' Lucian murmured against my skin. The wonderful feeling only grew as he stepped closer, the thick muscles between our layers of clothing pressing against my back. He dipped his head. I could feel his lips against my ear when he spoke. "When, Victoria? I am tired of fighting with you. I know...

Food for the Dead Poetry

what a mess