It was so soft on his lips, inside of his mouth, and everything was just- It was all just too soft.

[completed] #wattys2015 What if our lives were controlled by a clock, ticking down until our lives ran out? In Evelyn Rose's world, everyone is given a certain amount of time, all measured by the clock, but there will always be flaws in the system. Those who die at the hands of another flaw it. Their souls are stuck in the world until they can take revenge on their killer, punishing them for tampering with the laws of fate. Evelyn is one of those murdered souls. She wakes in a graveyard, remembering nothing except she was instructed to find and kill her killer. Lost and confused, she meets a boy who claims to know her. The memories he stirs up may be the pieces Evelyn needs to complete her puzzle. Cover by @_MayTijssen #114 in paranormal © Copyright 2015 All rights reserved

✿Blossom✿ Flowers and life have an intricate relation. They blossom, wither and fade away; so do we. It makes you laugh and then sad as the end comes; sometimes anxious and the other times bored, but nevertheless these babies hold a place dear to heart, and everytime words spin, your soul blossoms with love. ----- This is a random collection of poems. It includes free-style, acrostic poems, Shakespearean language, and other styles. Every poem is of different genre and different situation. They focus on social awareness to life relations; mere incident to major accident. This also includes Songs that I have composed. Cover by self.

[PUBLISHED UNDER POP FICTION, AN IMPRINT OF SUMMIT MEDIA] One competition, one man, twenty-five women, and a bet. Zachary Astor wanted to be the Bachelor for one purpose alone: to prove to his friends that he can ditch twenty-five women without ever looking back at any of them. But will he stand on to his words when he meets Julianne Grey, the only woman who seems to regret being in the competition? Despite what he thinks, Zachary will find his thoughts preoccupied by the weird, silent, and mysterious girl he keeps on giving a rose much to his own amazement and her disappointment.