I was a book. A pale book. People used me for their great tyro. Shared their stories, writing them on my plain sheets. Scrabbled on me to make themselve lean. Painted all their colourful dreams. And when my aught came to the end of the sea. They conceived me as a futile amiss. Juged me with my scribbled leaves...
"It was perfect at first. Perfect crush, perfect boyfriend, perfect dream. But perfectionism is truly an illusion so, does the beautifully constructed dream last or does the cold truth of flawed reality show it's true colors?" A story in letter form to the Heartbreaker from his first college love. There is raw hone...
When 6 students are gifted superhuman abilities, it's up to them to prevent a bio-terrorist group from releasing a world-changing chemical into Earth's atmosphere. ***** While attending a party in the woods, six highschoolers are captured by intern...
{Original Story} When Peter Maguire saves a man from falling off his roof, he didn't plan for that guy to be a criminal, and he certainly didn't plan to get injected with an experimental -- and stolen -- serum that gives him superpowers. What a day. Now, with the help of the people who made his new abilities a possib...
