Nandini Varma owns the only bookstore in town and is content with hiding her awkward self behind bestsellers. What she doesn't know is that her favorite author has moved near her, and that perhaps she could finally have a love story of her own, even if it's an awkward one. ***** Ryan Callahan wants to move on from his writing career and just work for the police. It's hard though, when the town's book lady happens to be a huge fan of his. She's smart, funny, beautiful, and kind - a lethal combination. He wants to get to know her more, but something seems to be holding her back. Who is this mysterious woman that Ryan can't stop thinking about? Content/trigger warning: This story contains themes of sexism and verbal abuse. [[word count: 70,000 - 80,000]] Cover designed by Joe Resch

I dance like a beached whale. I have never been kissed. I've also been called a mountain goat because I can bound up a rock wall like nobody's business. It'd be a solid nickname if mountain goats didn't weigh three hundred pounds on a good day and the females didn't have beards. But I'll take being likened to a heavy animal with facial hair if that means I'd also be capable of leaping twelve feet in the air like them. Anyways, to learn more about Anya (that's me!) and her last summer before college, press 'one' for more information.

One day in his hotel room, Niall gets a package of twenty one letters. Twenty one letters about a girl who poured her heart out to Niall, a girl who is dying inside and is trying to fix herself again. As Niall begins to read, and the letters begin to run out, he finds himself knowing and loving this girl, all the while knowing that one day, he's going to have to stop reading. Because she stopped writing.